Here's part 2...Title:
Between a Quidditch Broom and a Potions Flask Part 2 – HarryAuthor:
A stirring rodOther character(s):
object insertion, sex with an object, voyeurism, languageWord Count:
This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros. Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.Author's Notes:
I decided to make this a two-part story. Consider this a pre-slash Snarry.Beta:
The Modly Rowan – thanks for pointing out all those bodies, lol!
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"Merlin's tit, Ron! I'll be down in a minute!" Harry yelled as he entered the dorm room. The first thing he noticed was the book on his bed. He picked it up, taking note that it was his missing Potions book.
"Wonder who found that?" he mumbled to himself, heading for his trunk and his practice snitch contained within. Hedwig hooted at him several times from the foot of his bed, a sound he recognized after seven years that said she had something to show him.
"What is it, girl?" She turned her head, directing her gaze to the wall beside his bed. The only thing there was his broom. He frowned.
"Yes, I know I have Quidditch practice. I just came for my Snitch." Hedwig hooted again, flying over to land on the table beside his broom. She directed her gaze to his broom again. His frown deepening, he moved closer and noticed his broom wasn't in the same spot he had left it the day before. "What the - !" He noticed there was something pale white in color on the broom handle. He ran a finger over the substance and tested it with his thumb. It was thick and a little gooey with a slight bitter smell to it.
His eyes widened in shock when he realized what it was.( Read more... )