Sabrina ; The next generation

Twelve

Alright... so work with mum was actually nice.

Well, apart from having to get up at five in the morning, but after drinking a whole lot of energy drinks, I was ready for the day.

I helped her with planning, and then when my shift was over, I made my way through Diagon Alley, entering my dad and my uncle's shop.

The person I was here to see, stood behind the register, and I automatically started smiling.

"Hi beautiful." I grinned while approaching Hannah who raised her eyebrows at my compliment.

"Sabrina." She smiled. "Here to flirt some more."

"Not exactly." I said, leaning on the counter. "Your boyfriend is my cousin."

She chuckled.

"That would be correct."

"What does he have on you?"

"Excuse me?" She laughed softly as she looked at me. "Believe it or not... I like him."

I tilted my head as I narrowed my eyes at her.

"I'm not buying it. James is rather... boring, but to be honest... his father is Harry Potter and I can say that my uncle is quite boring as well."

"Bree!" I heard my uncle Fred call. "If you want to bash Harry, do it when he's not around."

Huh?

I looked around, my eyes landing on Uncle Harry who stood with Uncle Ron, both of them
with their eyebrows raised.

"What— I didn't mean it... obviously."

"Watch your mouth, Bree." Uncle Harry said with a joking tone to his voice. "Maybe the next time I go travel, I'll forget your present."

Uncle Harry travels a lot with his work and so does Uncle Ron. They always bring back gifts for everyone and I really love gifts.

"Sorry uncle." I said an apologetic look before looking at Hannah who looked amused. "I'm assuming you've met the parents... it's serious, then?"

"We're getting there." She nodded while I pulled myself up to sit on the counter, swinging my legs over before jumping down on the other side.

Does he fuck you good?

I so wanted to ask that question but I didn't want to make her uncomfortable. I was already staring at her all the time.

"How long have you been dating?"

Hannah shrugged.

"About four months." She said, looking back at me, smiling which showed off her perfect straight teeth. "He's nice."

"Nice." I scoffed. "Nice is what you use when you have no other words to describe the person."

I found a piece of paper behind the counter as well as a pen, and wrote down my number, then slid it in front of Hannah.

"Call me if you need someone to really satisfy you." I said, placing my hands on either side of her body, and I knew she cold feel my breath against her neck as the hairs on her skin rose.

I could basically hear her gulp while she stared down at the piece of paper, trying to suppress a smile.

"Because unlike guys, I actually know where the clit is." I whispered in her ear, then slid back out from behind the counter. "I'll see you later, Hannah Grace."

As I walked to the door, I looked back to see her try to sneak the piece of paper into her pocket without anyone noticing.

I hope you use it.