I’d been half-assed flirting with him for much of the evening, to everyone’s amusement, batting my eyelashes at him and turning normal comments in...o not-so-subtle innuendo when I had the chance; I kept it quiet, making sure no one else heard, but it hadn’t been difficult for anyone to pick up on what was happening. Mostly just for fun – I enjoyed seeing my husband flustered and blushing, feeling his muscles tense as I ran my hand surreptitiously up his thigh or whispered something naughty in. I made my way over to the other side of school, where the language classes were, hoping to get my English teacher to review the essay I had spent most of last night writing. I wanted to alter any mistakes before I needed to hand it in. it was quarter to eight, and school didn’t start for another hour, but some staff where already here, setting up for their various classes. I knew Miss Smith (my English teacher) was here, I had seen her car in the staff car park as I rode into school, so I. .pretty...its..ok....he sighed) I ..liked...it...grinning...you can...do it...again...if...you...want...to...It suddenly felt as though someine had opened the window and let a cool brezze drift in washing over me...I felt a weight lift form me and relaxed hearing him...seeing his cute friendly smile) really??!! you...dont..mind...???he giggledand closed his eyes puckering slightly..and lifting his face a bit to me...my cock jerked...as I leaned back and kissed him again...longer...firmer...this. The centaurs could be the cruelest of all the forest dwellers if the mood was upon them, and Imogen's message was a perfect example. The centaurs had wanted the message delivered, knowing that rescue was impossible, and knowing the agony that Hogwarts would feel, realizing that one of their own was at the beginning of what would be the longest night of her life. Now outside the school's doors, McGonnigal sent her own messenger to Dumbledore.Hagrid was deep in the forest, accompanied by a number.
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