Not going to finish her sentence, Parvati had been going to say slutty. Now that she thought about it, Lavender might not appreciate that. Rubbing her thighs together, there was still no relief from whatever was happening to her. This just wasn't normal!
"They are Witchin'," she told the blonde, naming the designer brand of shoes she was wearing.
Hushed, the Gryffindor cast a furtive look around the classroom. No one seemed to notice them in the dim light...most looked half asleep even. Unable to help herself, she returned her bff's grin. What Lavender was doing was so brave! But if she was ever caught...
"I won't let you," she promised, giving her friend's arm a gentle squeeze.
Her hand stayed a little too long on Lavender's arm as another orgasm crashed through Parvati. Whatever it was it was good...but rather inconvenient. Why couldn't it have waited until she was in her bed tonight? Whimpering, she released the blonde's arm and began to reach towards her opening legs. Bare knee brushing against Lavender's, she paused, realizing that she had been about to touch herself. She really shouldn't!
"I...I want to, b-but...maybe we should get h-help?" she asked softly, her eyes drawn back to the sexy coupling in the crystal ball.