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Who: Heidi Macavoy and Tracey Davis
What: Gabrielle has worked Heidi up and she needs desperate release.
When: March 15th, after dinner
Where: Slytherin dungeons
Rating: NC-17, for sure.
Heidi stared down at the damp knickers that Gabrielle had left with her after the french girl had exited only a few moments ago. She ran her thumb over them, then wantonly brought them to her nose and inhaled the heavenly scent that was Gabrielle's arousal. Her eyes fluttered shut and she moaned softly, feeling a surge rush through her to her sex.
She needed to see Gabrielle again, if just briefly, just a bit longer with the girl and she would surely be satisfied. She rushed out of Fleur's office and room and to the halls, looking both ways before deciding on one and heading down it. She soon caught the back of the blonde haired beauty and quickly caught up to her, hands shoved her the pockets of her sweat pants, still unchanged from practice, and stuffed the panties inside. "Hey..." she breathed as she walked alongside the younger girl.
So, they made their way down the halls, Heidi letting Gabrielle lead them and she just spoke to make flirtatious comments every now and then, some more dirty than others, but mostly just enjoyed watching the very alluring french girl.
Soon, she recognized where they were, outside the Slytherin dungeons. Heidi hesitated for a moment as Gabrielle stepped inside, wondering if she would be hexed within entrance. Then she remembered that Tracey would probably be in there somewhere and that meant that she might be able to have some release after all. With a deep breath, she followed Gabrielle in, flinching once she stepped inside, expecting the worse, but was pleasantly surprised when no one even seemed to notice her. Deciding that that may not last for long, she nodded goodbye to Gabrielle and ducked into an empty corridor.
Looking around the corridor, Heidi began walking, exploring the dungeon, not knowing particularly where she was going and hoping that she wouldn't run into any Slytherin's, especially Sara. Soon, she was in another empty corridor that, unknown to her, was home of a certain blonde's secret place where potions of all kinds were brewed... |