{satire}
"i can destroy everyones pussy in this room, apart from yours. It's very frustrating."
Lilah Buttercup is a quirky, shy and goofy girl who's beauty outshines anyone in her path. She's not the type to fall for a bad boy like Malfoy... but so...
"Harry this is a bad idea!" Ron whisper shouted at him. We'd had this goofy ahh plan of trying to contact dumbledores army through Umbitch's fireplace.
"It'll work, trust me." He hissed back, accidentally knocking over my tiny 4 foot body over as he spun back around.
"How are we even going to get there daddy?" I moaned as I pulled my fragile body off the floor.
"We? No you guys need to stay here, It's too dangerous." Harry responded, looking at me with list in his sparkly green orbs.
"When are you going to get it in your head? We're in this together" Hermione said.
"That you are." The four of us span around to find a pink frog looking cum head staring at us in the doorway.
Shit.
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"Caught this one trying to help the weasley girl." I looked up to see my boyfriend dragging in Neville. We locked eyes, and at that very second, the world around us started to slow down. I could feel my heart racing as I gazed into his orbs with pain and betrayal within my coquette lana orbs and regret in his. I felt myself cream in my knickers.
We were broken out of our trance when we heard this agitating BITCH start speaking again.
"You were going to dumbledore werent you?"
"No." Harry replied, and I'm certain I heard a nervous fart. I certainly smelled one.
SMACK.
Sadly that was not Draco hitting my delicate arse cheeks but the sound of Umbitch smacking Harry across the face.
Ron strangely seemed to have enjoyed it.
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"You sent for me headmistress?" Snape appeared in the hallway dressed in Victoria Secret lingerie.
"Snape, yes, the time has come for answers whether he wants to give them to me or not" Umbitch shrieked. "Have you brought the Veratasirum?"
"I'm afraid you've used up all my stores, interrogating students, the last of it on Miss Chang."
I bit my lip to stop myself from moaning; I could smell Draco's alpha scent from across the room.
Snaddy continued, "Unless you wish to poison him, and I assure you, I would have the greatest sympathy if you did, I cannot help you."
Suddenly Harry moan - yelled.
"He's got Padfoot! He's got Padfoot at the place where it's hidden." Snape stopped and turned around, the recoil on his booty being mesmerising.
"Padfoot? What is Padfoot? where what is hidden? What is he talking about Snape?"
"No idea." the bastard responded.
"Very well, you give me no choice Potter. As this is an issue of ministry security, you leave me with no alternative. The Cruciatus curse ought to loosen your dic- I mean your tongue"
"That's illegal" I said, my blonde hair swishing in the non existent wind.
"What Cornelius doesn't know, won't hurt him" She responded, placing the photo of the Minister on the table face down.
The pussy portraits on the wall, along with my own, were meowing like crazy.
"TELL HER HARRY" Hermione yelled.
"Tell me what?" Umbitch gave her a bombastic side eye.
