"Hey did you hear about the party later?" Hermoine asked me. Yes...Hermoine Granger.
I don't know why I'm hanging with a Griffindor. Quite frankly, I don't know why I'm hanging Hermoine of all people
She cakes herself in so much makeup...I'm just not that type of girl. I'm real and authentic. I don't wear makeup... I'm not fake like all the other girls
I'm 𝓭𝓲𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽
"No I haven't!"I yelled. "Well there is one so cum" she moaned. "Ye whareva" I rolled my eyes at her wet pussy before waking away like a baddie 😍
Later that day...after classes and after blowing Professor Snape. I went back to my room and stripped down into my underwear
I began twerking in front of the mirror as my wings grew into clothes. I wore this
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Beatfurl ❤️
So I ran down the stairs like Cinderall and entered the party. It was like the world stoped when I walked in. Boyish hot eyes turned to look at me while the girls eyes turned red in anger.
"LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED" I yelled. So I started grinding on a guy... the same wall. The one with platinum blonde hair and an arousing voice
