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Richard Grimes had another sip of root beer. Before, he hadn't even tried this drink, but he enjoyed the taste. Rumors were, that it helped with pain quite a bit, especially with the one he was dealing with. How it helped – Richie knew not. But for now all was only getting worse. Richie sighed, and looked over the patrons of the Hogsmeade's tavern. There were quite a few, many students loved to spend a weekend in these walls, and in such rowdy place, no one payed much attention to a lonely table of a genius potion brewer. Genius, what a joke!? First serious experiment, and what a fiasco! Side-effect, that couldn't have happened. Not one ingredient that would make it into a love potion. And the supposed protection of yarrow, that almost came out as but a mirage. He himself found a way around it in a few hours. Eh, he will never get to the heights of Professor Snape. {p} -Aha, here you are! – Samuel dropped on a neighboring chair, - I was looking for you. Couldn't even find a trace. What the hell, man? I got up in the morning and you are nowhere to be found! {p} -You mornings, Sam, start in the afternoon, - Richard sighed once again, without raising his gaze from the chalice. {p} -Come on, it's a weekend, I get to indulge myself. You don't need to be so strict with yourself, or you will end up, well, right where you are. So I take it didn't go to plan? – Sam showed a look of concern. In the end, it was both of their asses on the line. {p} -Hah, what can I say? She took the antidote, she did. And just left. I tried talking with her in the morning, afternoon... She is avoiding me. Ignoring. – Richard, surprised, found his glass empty, - I borked it up Sam. {p} -Why would you even try to talk with her? Don't you have your own ways? – Sam asked teasingly, - You could always just use your newfound abilities. {p} -That's the thing, I can't. I cannot hear her thoughts. At all. {p}Richard tried reaching for another bottle, but Samuel caught his hand. And with a glint of steel in his eyes looked at his friend. {p} -Stop this Richie, stop, trust me. This won't solve your problems. So, what do we have? You've deal with a side-effect, but dispelled the main one too. Sandy is angry at you, because you told her everything? {p} -She knew from the start. Potion also let her read my thoughts, - Richard's face finally got an expression, and it was... a smile? {p} -What?! Excuse me, oh venerable potion master? She was reading your thoughts all this time? – Sam stopped for a second, dealing with newly discovered information, and didn't think if anything better, but laugh – She just ready your thoughts? And knew all of our plans? Great Merlin! But why are you so calm? And why aren't you stuttering? {p} -Well, - Sam thought Richie looked like he was hiding something, - she... how should I put it... She healed me from my defect. Hm... Yes, that's right. With her own... method. – Richie turned bright red and lost his tongue. {p} -Richie? Richard Grimes! Don't tell me, you and Sandy. Wow! {p}Sam though he was shocked before, but now. Still, corners of his lips started to move up into an angry smirk. {p} -Well, my friend, congratulations. You've managed to prepare a love potion, and got me to give it to a girl you like, and use her to the full potential! {p}Sam face was full of the sarcastic triumph. {p} -No! That's not how it went! I didn't know, I didn't want! – Richard started to panic, but surprisingly didn't start to stutter. {p} -Relax, I am joking. Still, this is a complete failure. Not only does your potion have a side-effect, that you can only get rid of with the intended effect, the main effect also goes both ways. You know, maybe this is to be expected and everything will go back into place now. So, let's pretend nothing of this has happened.\n\n\n\n\n\nRichard tried to summon his courage. He spent last three hours stalking Sandy, just to get her alone. It was quite late, and she went to female showers. What a strange creatures women are, going to have a shower in the middle of the night. Well, most importantly, she is alone and he can finally talk with her. He has to find out, explain to her, she has to understand that he only had science in mind. She will listen to him! {p} -Yes! – Richard told himself – She has to listen to me! And she can decide what to after, but I have to tell her everything. {p}Though, he still wasn't sure what he will tell her. Talking never was never a strong point for our young genius. Richard checked the hall once more, door to the showers was closed tightly. He couldn't hear the sound of water. And Sandy already spent an hour inside. What if something had happened to her? No, that's impossible. What could happen to her in the shower? Still, this is Hogwarts, and he cannot hear the water. But to go in? That would definitely break a few IMVOIS rules, and will most likely result in his expulsion. And how would he even get in. How? HOW?! Richard didn't finish his thought, starting at a door that suddenly appeared in front of him. Door, that he was sure, led to the girls' showers. Gathering his courage, Richard slowly opened this new door and saw a small room with a tall mirror in the middle. And in the mirror he saw girls' showers, and lying on the stone floor, fully naked Sandy. Her body moved as if she was possessed, spasming, both her hands between her legs. Eyes wide shut, face full of exhaustion. She was biting down on her lip, wrinkling and arching her back more and more, legs twisting in some surrealistic knot. Richard stepped forward, another step. And just went through the mirror, into the thick mist. Shockingly staring at Sandy, who ended up right at his feet, he thought: “Room of requirement. That is the only explanation”. For a few painfully long seconds, he looked at the girl, that captured his heart, and then, as if he decided to take a leap of faith, he breathed in and falling to the floor next to her, kissed the one he loved. Sandy opened her eyes, for a second they reflected terror, then acknowledgment, anger, rage and suddenly... Her eyes were filled with lust. She pulled Richie toward her, and maintaining their connection, quickly got rid of his belt and grabbed him by his cock, as if she though he would try to escape her. Richard, with an animal like roar, flipped her on her back and, raising Sandy's right leg entered her. Sandy responded with a long half-moan, half-scream. She was on her back, wanting more. Grasping around she found a column behind her, and grabbed it with both arms. Matching the tempo, she started to push herself toward him. Thrusts became more powerful, painfully so for both of them, but they were both too far gone to care. Suddenly, Sandy arched back and flipped Richie over, getting on top. Increasing the tempo even further. Richie (Merlin knows where he got that from) reached for her throat, grabbing her with his thin arm, that looked like that of a giant when put next to her thin neck. The ever increasing tempo got the best of both of them, and when Richie thought that another second and he will lose consciousness from the pleasure, everything has ended. Ended for both of them.\n\n{p} -Have you seen Pittsburgh's Witches? It is a beautiful play in three acts. You have to see it, - Sandy closed her eyes remembering, - Richie, it is godly, we have to see it during the break. I'll gladly watch it for a second time. {p} -Of course, Sandy! Of course we will go to see it,- Richard smiled. {p} -Eee... What is going on here? – Samuel stood still next to the table in the dining hall, Sandy and Richie were flirting at,- I mean, hi Richie, Sandy. Glad to run into you two. So you have made up, I see. {p}Sam looked at them with a hint of offence, as if he was the only one not in on the gag. {p} -Sammy, hi, - Sandy said cheerfully, - sit with us, we were waiting for you. {p} -Really? – Surprised didn't even cover how Sam felt, - So will you in Merlin's name tell me what's going on? {p} -Nothing special, we just planning how we will celebrate our successful experiment, - Richie smiled. {p} -Successful? I have a few other adjectives to describe it. How about: failure, disastrous! I have a few pages with the censored ones too! {p} -Sam, I already reported to Snape, and he graded it highly. And you got credit as my assistant. So it is our success. – Richard looked very happy with himself. {p} -What are you on about? What success? What about the side-effect? And... - Sam looked at giggling Sandy, - The both-side effect as well? {p} -Sam, - Richie looked at him with a condescending smile, - There was no side effect. {p} -What?! {p} -Yes, - Sandy interrupted, - what you boys thought was a side effect, was just a simple crush. I fell in love with only the most pure and kindhearted and truly interesting person. And I understood it, by simply reading his thoughts. There and then, while you were waiting for the results of the potion, I saw Richie's thoughts. Saw them and fell in love. With him. {p} -Aha! – Sam said triumphal, - so there was at least one side-effect! {p} -No, - Sandy continued, - there wasn't. Just you silly boys forgot about one small detail, the taste of the potion. I knew that you gave me something that moment. And, interested, decided to eavesdrop on your conversation. Luckily I have one of those Weasly's ear extenders. So once I figured what you have done and where Richie stored his brew, I just put it into his juice, right in the common room. Thankfully, like any mad scientist (Sandy barely suppressed her laughter) doesn't pay attention to little details. Like a sudden change in taste of his juice. {p} -So you have been playing with us all along? {p}Sam was so shocked, that almost started stuttering himself. But, a second later, there was a hint of respect in his eyes. {p} -You are one dangerous girl! Great job. {p} -She is a miracle, - Richie supported his friend, - So, brew team, what should we spend our prize for scientific work on? {p} -Another beer? {p} -Another beer!
Richard Grimes boit une nouvelle gorgée de root beer. Auparavant, il n'avait même pas essayé cette boisson, mais il en appréciait le goût. Les rumeurs disaient qu'elle aidait à soulager la douleur, surtout celle à laquelle il était confronté. Comment cela aidait-il - Richie ne le savait pas. Mais pour l'instant, la situation ne faisait qu'empirer. Richie soupira et regarda les clients de la taverne de Pré-au-Lard. Il y en avait pas mal, beaucoup d'étudiants aimaient passer le week-end dans ces murs, et dans ce lieu si bruyant, personne ne prêtait attention à la table solitaire d'un brasseur de potions de génie. Génie, quelle blague!? Première expérience sérieuse, et quel fiasco! Un effet secondaire, ce n'est pas possible. Pas un seul ingrédient qui puisse entrer dans la composition d'un philtre d'amour. Et la prétendue protection de l'achillée, qui s'est révélée n'être qu'un mirage. Il a lui-même trouvé un moyen de la contourner en quelques heures. Eh, il n'atteindra jamais les sommets du Professeur Rogue. {p} -Ah! vous voilà! - Samuel se laissa tomber sur une chaise voisine, - Je te cherchais. Je n'ai même pas pu trouver une trace. C'est quoi ce bordel, mec? Je me suis levé ce matin et tu es introuvable! {p} Les matins, Sam, tu commences l'après-midi, - soupira encore Richard, sans lever son regard du calice. {p} Allez, c'est le week-end, j'ai le droit de me faire plaisir. Tu n'as pas besoin d'être aussi stricte avec toi-même, sinon tu finiras, eh bien, là où tu es. J'en déduis que ça ne s'est pas passé comme prévu? - Sam affiche un regard inquiet. En fin de compte, c'était leur cul à tous les deux qui était en jeu. {p} Ah, qu'est-ce que je peux dire? Elle a pris l'antidote, c'est vrai. Et elle est partie. J'ai essayé de lui parler le matin, l'après-midi... Elle m'évite. Elle m'ignore. - Richard, surpris, trouva son verre vide, - J'ai tout gâché, Sam. {p} -Pourquoi essayer de lui parler? Tu n'as pas tes propres méthodes? - demanda Sam d'un ton taquin, - Tu pourrais toujours utiliser tes nouvelles capacités. {p} -C'est le problème, je ne peux pas. Je ne peux pas entendre ses pensées. Pas du tout.
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{p} -Wake up, Sam, come on, I really need you right now! {p}Bedroom had only a few strings of morning light getting in. In the darkness, waking from a wonderful dream about two Beauxbatons girls, who almost got Sam into the pool (wet in all senses of the word), Sam saw the exited face of Richie. {p} -What? What do you need from me, you evil overlord of pots and potions? Why would you... - the last word drowned in a large yawn. {p} -You need to wake up Sam, right now; I figured it out, finally figured it out! I have a way out! I know how we can get out of this situation, - maniacal glint in Richie's eyes showed just how serious he was. {p} -Fine, I am up. {p}Samuel lazily started to get out of bed. Half way through, he stopped, deciding whether it was worth it, finally managing to pull himself up straight. For a few seconds, gathering his strength once again, he finally got up. {p} -So, come one, talk, you “wunder”kind. {p} -We need to get to the forbidden forest, - Richie said, like he was proposing an early breakfast. {p} -Aha, and on our way back we can steal Filch's cat, and grab the Philosopher's stone as well, right? – there were enough irony in these words to slay a dragon with. Enough for a dragon, but not for Richie. {p} -No, for now we just need to get to the Forbidden forest, - Richie looked at Sam with eyes full of innocence. {p} -Forest it is then. And why do we need to go there? – Samuel realised that his friend is beyond any hope, just as nothing good will come out next. {p} -I know how to get rid of the potion's side-effect! {p}The coldness of early morning got right to their bones. And even though the sun already got over the horizon, the forbidden forest was full of shadows. Centuries old trees, easily covered the week rays of sunlight. Two students were making their way through the forest. One, short and scrawny, with unkempt head of dark hair, had a spring in his step, confidently looking for a way through. Other, taller and brawnier and redheaded, barely managed to move his feet. {p} -How about you just tell me? – Suppressing another yawn asked Sam. – What are we doing here, or you think I am too much of a moron to understand any explanation? {p} -We need stingy holy. – Grymes answered calmly. {p} -Aha, if I remember, some kind of a short bush with sharp looking leaves, needed for volume-increasing potions, - despite a rather specific set of traits, usually found in quite ignorant folk, Sam still was a Ravenclaw student. {p} -Correct, Sam, but do you remember how I told you that my potion protects itself, with the help of a yarrow? – asked Richie. {p} -Yes, I vaguely remember something along those lines, as well as that potion wouldn't have any side-effects! – Sam annoyingly snapped back. {p} -I didn't say that, - Richie stopped with a puzzled look. {p} -Whatever, so, what about the holy? {p} -It can neutralise the effect of the yarrow. Hmm... In theory, - the voice of a young prodigy gave a hint of doubt. {p} -Theory, if all the theories came true, - Sam sighed. {p} -It is not a theory! I'll prove it in practice, - Richie was surprised by his friend's comment. {p} -Merlin, you are insufferable. Just some thoughts aloud! Can I at least sometimes try a little to piss you off? {p} -I am sorry Sa... - Richie stopped before finishing the sentence. Staring at a holy bush in front of them, - How fortunate. We found it, found it! {p}Both of them quickly gathered the needed leaves and hurryingly headed back. {p} -What are you two doing here? {p}A loud voice stopped them in their tracks. Sam reacted first, with a sigh, he turned his head back. They were interrupted by a centaur. A female one at that. She had a scornful look on her face and most likely weren't too happy to see two students that deep in the forest. {p} -You are not allowed in this part of the forest! Are you from Hogwarts? – She talked in short, concise sentences. {p} -Em...., Miss, - Sam tried to start a conversation,- we know that we are breaking some traditions, but we really needed some holy. A life and death situation you see. {p} -You are not breaking traditions, but an “Agreement”! Leave the forest immediately, and I'll make sure you won't try anything funny, - with these words centaur turned her back at them, with intention to lead their small party. Raising her tail arrogantly, she moved forward\n\nSam, hiding a smile, turned back to the stunned Richie. It is not every day one meets a centaur. And he didn't think (though expected), that said centaur didn't bother with undergarments for the private parts of the horse's half. {p} -It's ready, now Sandy has to drink this potion, don't mind the amount. And the side-effect should dissipate, - Richie exhaustingly turned toward Sam. Who was sitting on a bed Room caringly created for them, going through the “Quibbler”. He loved going through these undoubtfully mad stories. {p} -And I am almost finished with this nargle story, - Sam smiled. {p} -Nargles? – Richie asked surprised. {p} -Don't worry, just some ramblings, - Sam smiled once again and got off the bed, - So, are you sure this time? {p} -Sure? {p} -Well, last time... You said that you started to enjoy the situation, - Samuel tried being as gentle as possible. {p} -L-liked? S-situation? – Richie sighed in defeat, - Yes, I like... Love it. But it is unfair, Sam. It is unfair to her, you understand. {p} -I know, Richie. You have more courage than those crazy Gryffindors.\n\nOn this date, Sandy looked even more breath-taking then the last time, even if it seemed impossible. Perfect make-up, accenting her wide eyes, which with their azure shine made shocking contrast with her coal-dark hair. Silver brooch on her chest, with teasingly low belt, and weekend ready robe from thing wool. And, most likely, nothing under it. {p} -How is your exam preparation going Richie? – Sandy asked, accidently touching Grime's palm, - maybe, you can help me too? How about a few private lessons? “And I'll get too greet your little friend too”. {p} -Hmm... Y-y-yes, we c-could m-meet, - Richie still wasn't too sure about his plan. Well, Sam's plan. He poured the antidote into a bottle of root beer. “All girls love root beer”, he said. But how can he get Sandy to drink it? {p} -That would be great, - Sandy said cheeringly, - and I'll gladly get a fill of you “dick” knowledge, in “cunnilingus” potion brewing. It is just gets so hard for me, “to stop myself from jumping you right here”, you know? {p} -I k-know, - Richie started to lose the last grams of his confidence. But managed to ask, - Do you want some beer? {p} -What? Beer? What a strange transition, Richie, don't you think, - Sandy looked at Grimes with surprise, - Well, I guess why not. “Do you want me to get drunk, so you can have your way with me? You can just ask, stupid.”\n\nRichard sighed loudly and got a bottle out of his robes. Tried opening it for half a minute, he finally managed to defeat the cork. Sighing once again, Richard passed the bottle to Sandy. She looked at him intently, she suddenly got very serious. She even frowned. Carefully taking the bottle out of his hands, she examined it. {p} -Favour for a favour, Richie? – Sandy asked, - I'll drink this, after you kiss me. {p} -K-k-k... Ki-ki... Kiss you? – Richie felt as if came under a shellfire. That moment he realised just how hard it can be to do the right thing. – F-fine, I'll do it. Yes, I will. {p}Clenching his teeth, Richard stepped toward Sandy and passionately kissed her. Well, to be precise, he just got close to her, passion came from Sandy. Losing their balance, they stumbled for a few steps, and hit the wall, against which Richie pinned Sandy, who lost all of his shyness. Passion was overwhelming his natural shyness. He knew, that Sandy didn't have anything under her robe. And proved himself right a second later. Both of his hands slipped under her clothes, tracing over her breasts, getting to her midriff, touching on her never regions, with playfully unkempt trail, and stopped right at the place Sandy wanted them. They continued their muffling for another minute or two, filling the hall with moans and heavy breathing. Sandy continued with her attempts to get Richie out of his pants, who even though getting in her way, with every second more and more strongly were pinning her against the stone-cold wall, losing himself to the natural instincts. Finally, he escaped the trap of his pants and Sandy herself pointed his dick to the peaks of their pleasures. Four minutes later, they tiredly fell to the floor. Heavy breathing continued to fill the hall, for almost as long. {p} -Sandy, that was... That was wonderful, incredible, indescribable, - Richie still couldn't believe what has happened, and had no grip on reality. His eyes continued to wonder without focusing on anything in particular. {p} -Yes, baby, that was great, - Sandy crawled to him, and gave him a final kiss, - You were very good, Richie. {p} -Really? – Richie started to get his senses back, surprisingly, his stutter seem to have disappeared,- Thank you, Sandy. I did it! What... What have I done?! {p}Colour suddenly left Richie's face. {p} -How could I? I am a disgusting liar. Liar! – Grime's eyes filled with tears, we wiping them, almost scratching his eyes out, he reached for the bottle and tried giving it to Sandy, - Drink this Sandy, you have to! {p}Sandy, now stunned, took the bottle, and looked sadly at Grimes. {p} -Have to Richie? You don't want us to be together anymore? You want to get rid of me? Get rid of me like I am some “Side-effect”? – there were no irony or anger in her voice, just sadness. {p} -What?! – Richard choked and tried getting air in his lunges, - How? You know? {p} -Your potion, Richie. It has more than one side-effect, - now her words were full of irony, - I too can hear your thoughts!
{p} -Réveille-toi, Sam, allez, j'ai vraiment besoin de toi maintenant!
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Slime missed just by a hair and hit Jane on the back of her head. You turned around with an angry look, but couldn't find the culprit, all students looked above her head, carefully looking at Professor Stem, who was absorbed by her own speech. It was full of praises and reverence to the “perfect” and “extremely useful” creatures, that they will get to use in the end of the lesson. One of such creatures just flew across the room and hit Jane. Going through her hair, Jane managed to get it out, barely holding back the scream of disgust Jane managed to throw it away. Looking around one more time, she once again failed to spot a culprit. As soon as she turned back, Sam's face showed the look of barely contained laughter. Taking two deep breaths, he once again tried to get Richard's attention, who was sitting a bit away from him. Another slime throw was more successful and hit Richie in his shoulder. Thankful that he managed to avoid Jane this time, slime went down the student's robe. {p}Richard turned around, with a confused look, spotting Sam's inquisitive look, he asked with his eyes “What do you need?” Sam silently made a few movements with his wand and, air lit up with a number of small letters : “What are we going to do, genius?” Richie turned back. What to do? If only he knew, what can they do...\n\n\n\n\n\n{p} -We must report this to deans and headmaster, and stop the experiment! That is the only way to get out of this unstable situation, - Richard tried to compel Sam. {p} -Report? Report it?! And how will we look? We have created an unstable potion, without any knowledge of its effects and made one of our classmates take it? And now she is under an influence of the mental intervention, charm potion and Merlin knows what else? Please, don't throw us out of the school? How you think it will go? – Sam was furious. Justly so, even a half of what they've done would be enough for their expulsion. A thing that was sometimes feared even more than death by {p}Ravenclaw's students. Studying was their goal and had tremendous meaning by itself to them! To lose their place, truly death would be preferable. {p} -Well, then maybe we should... I don't know, you are better at human interaction than me, you should be responsible for delivering our report! {p} -Better than you? Sure! But even I am not that good! Richie, you have no clue what goes on beyond the walls of your bedroom and brewing room. Whichever angle we present this, we will be thrown out faster than you can cast a levitation spell. – Sam tiredly dropped into his favorite armchair. {p}His face show concern and a hint of inescapable doom they were under. He even started to come to terms with the thought of their expulsion. And started to plan his life after it. Looking for a job? Or leaving England for good and trying to get into, let's say, Durmstrang? {p} -No-no-no! Illogical, wrong! There must be a way out! There is not a situation, that has only one solution, these are the words of the famous witch Kara Perrivall. {p} -Sure, quote great ones. All those nights behind the books didn't go to waste. But it won't save you from expulsion. Whatever, we cannot pander this forever, we have to make a decision. Either we give up and report ourselves or you got and have a date with Sandy. – Sam said with maximum seriousness. {p} -But I cannot. I've never been on a date. I don't know the established algorithm or have needed skills. It is im-impossible, - Richie's face begged for way out. Looking remarkably alike an abandoned kitten. {p} -Dammit, you should have ended up in Hufflepuff with such attitude! – Sam didn't even try to hold back, but calmed down and regained his composure, - Sorry. I am just too nervous. You understand that continuing your insane experiment – is our only chance? If we can finish it. We will prove that your potion works, find its side-effects and will be able to eliminate them, then you will seize the glory and fame. And if not, we will come to headmaster with what we have, and you will be expelled. I as well, - last sentence came out like a whisper from Sam's mouth.\n\n\n\n\n\nSandy looked incredible. Even in the usual school robe, she managed to create an unbelievably attractive look. Wove her hair into three braids, two of which framed her face, with the third, the biggest one, dropping behind her back. Coquettish she connected the edges of her robe on different levels, with just a light touch from the magical make up from “Magic and Beauty”. Frankly, with what she had to work with, it was unnecessary. Richie silently stood in an empty school hall and looked at the approaching doom, with Sandy's face. A random observer would think this situation is akin to how a rabbit is hypnotized by an approaching snake. {p} -Hi, Richie, I am so happy to see you, how are you? “Kiss me! Kiss me right now!” – last phrase came from the air itself, but Sandy's lips remained still, once again, Richie was reading her thoughts. {p} -Emmm... S-Sandy, - that undoubtedly full of thought phrase stayed in the air for good five seconds. Finally, Grimes, pulling all of his mental strength together (or at least what he could under the circumstances), finally said, - What a beautiful evening tonight! I mean weather, is beautiful. Probably. I cannot tell from here. But she is most certainly beautiful. Yes. {p}{p}Sandy responded with a crystal clear laugh. Her laugh was that of an alien bird, who decided to visit out imperfect world out of pity, gracing it with her perfection. {p}{p} -Richie, you are hilarious. Why didn't I notice it sooner? All of these self-important classmates, impudent Slytherins, stupid like ogres Gryffindors. You are the only interesting person in this whole school. “And so open and vulnerable, r-r-r, I could just eat you up”. {p} -No, don't, - Richie couldn't hold back. {p} -Don't do what? – Sandy looked surprised. {p} -N-no, d-don't... me... Don't say such things about other houses, they too have bright students, yes. – Grimes managed to recover. {p} -Ah, Richie, who do you mean? They can only continue their self-important lives. While you are so humble and quiet. But I see, just how talented you are, how easily you outsmart everyone during potion brewing, and even in other subjects, - they slowly started walking down the hall. At this time, Hogwarts was mostly empty filled with a rather dark atmosphere. {p} -Y-you look great. You have such beautiful robe,- trying to break the uncomfortable silence said Richard. {p} -Yes? Thank you, Richie, you are so thoughtful. “I want you to pull it off me. Especially since I have nothing under it”. {p} -N-n-nothing? – Richard suddenly stopped, as if he was hit by a spell and looked at Sandy with shock. {p} -Nothing? What are you on, stupid? – Sandy smiled once again and quickly closed the distance between them. Richard tried to step back, but hit the wall behind him, now there couldn't be more than a hand worth of space between them, - You are nervous Richie? Because of me? “Come on, put your hand in my robes, come on, touch me... there”. {p} -You two have me worried, - this slow and paced voice, full of irony could belong to only one person at Hogwarts. Professor Snape, once again managed to appear out of nowhere and heard their quiet talk. Though considering the situation it isn't surprising he managed to sneak on them. {p} -Professor? – Richie, who had lost all hope, could only look from Snape to Sandy and back. {p} -Professor, - the hint of annoyance in Sandy's voice were spiced up with her anger,- Good evening. “Stupid bastard, is your only goal in life is to ruin the life of others? If you cannot get any, you will try to stop everyone around you from getting any, asshole?” {p} -Unless you plan to assault mister Grimes, miss Pils, could you explain to me what you are doing in the halls at such time? Though, you would like to continue, don't let me stop you. As I can see, you have him cornered, quite professionally might I add, - as Snape said these words, Richie realized how right he was. Sandy managed to put him between a wall and column during their short exchange. {p} -We were just walking, Professor, I don't believe school rules forbid that? – Sandy looked ready for a fight, - We are senior students and know perfectly the dangers of these halls and how to avoid them. “Especially since the main danger of this caste is you, old fart!” {p} -Know perfectly? – with a voice full of irony, Snape prepared for the lethal strike, - As I can see, mister Grimes, got caught in one of such dangers, despite whatever knowledge he may have. I would recommend you to be more careful, Grimes, I will still need you during my class. You are the only vegetable in this school that at least can pass for a human being during my lessons. All the best. {p}{p}Snape sharply turned around and just as silently as he had approached, disappeared in the darkness of the halls. {p} -It is too late, S-Sandy, we should go back,- almost begging, Richard looked at his companion. {p} -Yes, Richie, you are right, - Once again Sandy gave him a smile, - Come on , “In any case, I didn't plan to get to your dick today”. {p}Richard barely remained standing on his legs.\n\n\n\n{p} -So, how did it go? Any news? Come on! – Sam rushed to his friend as soon as he came in. {p} -I have one piece of news – the mental connection, as well as the charm effect work perfectly, - Richard sighed, - And I have no clue how to get rid of the side-effect. At least not right now. But, there is another p-problem. {p} -What problem? – Sam asked cautiously. {p} -I... I don't know if I want to get rid of that side effect anymore. {p}{p}Sleeping Ravenclaws were awoken by Samuel's laugher.
Slime manque de peu son coup et frappe Jane à l'arrière de la tête. Tous les élèves regardent au-dessus de sa tête, observant attentivement le professeur Stem, qui est absorbé par son propre discours. Il était plein d'éloges et de révérences pour les créatures “parfaites” et “extrêmement utiles” qu'ils allaient pouvoir utiliser à la fin de la leçon. L'une de ces créatures a volé à travers la pièce et a frappé Jane. En se fouillant les cheveux, Jane réussit à l'extraire, retenant de justesse son cri de dégoût et la jeta au loin. Elle regarda encore une fois autour d'elle, mais ne trouva pas de coupable. Dès qu'elle se retourne, le visage de Sam affiche un rire à peine contenu. Prenant deux grandes respirations, il tenta à nouveau d'attirer l'attention de Richard, assis un peu à l'écart. Un autre jet de bave fut plus réussi et atteignit Richie à l'épaule. Reconnaissant d'avoir réussi à éviter Jane cette fois-ci, la bave descendit le long de la robe de l'étudiant.
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Gloria Hughes, a fifth-year student, a very disciplined honour student, woke up, as always, earlier than the rest of her classmates, and long before her first period. And since there was little to do at such early hour, she decided to wander the empty halls of Hogwarts. Lately, it became something of a habit of hers, to lonely wander these empty halls.\n\nShe never was the most sociable student, and now, with the onset of spring, she ceased to understand them completely. All the talk about boys, about how someone looked at them, and where exactly he looked... What you should wear and how to behave, so that boys would pay attention to you... Gloria couldn't understand what was the point to all that, or why it was so interesting. What was even more beyond her comprehension is how you can spend time on such things, if your homework isn't done. And so such lonely walks weren't any bit worse than those with her classmates; perhaps even better - this way no one was distracting her with nonsensical babble about strange and contrived problems.\n\nHalls of the East wing were perfect for a morning walk. Even during the day, these halls were quite empty, and this early in the morning there was no soul in sight. Last few days were marked with pleasantly clear skies and the rays of dawning sun were shining on the empty halls, giving a feel of long-forgotten summer and incredible brightness. Gloria loved to bask in such light: it was if the air itself changed to something more tangible and tasty, and you could only think of breathing it all in. And with another breath, she suddenly felt a faint, but distinct smell of cinnamon. And a hint of something else, almonds, or perhaps some other nuts.\n\nSuddenly the world changed. Or it didn't, rather the way she perceived did. What seemed important a few moments ago, became distant, and what took it place... If someone were to ask Gloria what exactly it was, she wouldn't be able to answer. But a careful observer, by her rapid breath, heartbeat, moist eyes that lost their focus, could certainly make a guess.\n\nGloria had an epiphany, her whole life - wasn't a real life, just her going through necessary daily motions. Necessary for this one real moment. This real moment was so full of feelings and emotions, that mostly concentrated (and at that thought Gloria couldn't help but blush) in the lower part of her stomach. It was if she had the source of everything great in this universe just inches away. And she could just use her arm and reach for it. The shreds of her previous self, her shyness and awkwardness still held her back, but the right hand was already moving. First, it brushed her blouse, then her skirt and stopped right next to her clutched legs. The moment her hand reached them, she felt an incredible urge to touch herself as hard as she can. She felt just how hot and wet she was.\n\nTo stay in the middle of a hall, with a hand tightly stuck between her legs? A few minutes ago, such thought would never even occur to Gloria, but now she couldn't understand how she ever lived without it. Without even thinking she started, clumsily and slowly, to move her hips, sometimes she even managed to match her hand to the rhythm. Pleasure started coming in waves, and each coming wave was even more pleasurable than the last. Gloria could barely stand. To stay upright, she had to lean on the wall next to her. And the moment she felt the solid support of the wall, what little she had left of her senses, left her completely. Gloria, continuing with her eager masturbation, slowly drove down the wall and flopped on her ass. Again, without a second thought, she spread her legs wide, and that brought even more of unfamiliar feelings. She even let out a weak moan, but she was too involved in the process to notice. The concept of time shifted; Gloria didn't know if she stayed like this for days or just a few moments, and she didn't care.\n\nMeanwhile, the time for the first period approached, and halls were slowly filling up with students. Colin Creevey, who never parted with his trusty camera, was lucky enough to be the first one to observe an unusual scene. He was always fascinated with the lighting in the East wing, but he never had the luck to find an object worthy of his skills.\n\nThe bright light, that filled the hall through the wall high windows, alternated with the areas of rich shade. And right in the middle of a lit-up area, there was Gloria in all her beauty. Just her left foot was in the shade from one of the walls. Colin didn't hesitate for a second and took a photo. And then another one and another one. He didn't fully understand what was happening, but he felt that the whole situation was more piquant, rather than dangerous, even if Gloria have been moaning continually. Her eyes were open wide, but she didn't see Colin, who was adjusting his camera to commemorate her face with a close-up. Next close-up were focused on Gloria's right hand and the background of quite long, but raised, due to the spread legs, skirt. Colin unmistakably detected the main star, or rather the hand of the action. Afterwards, he was extremely proud of these photos that didn't only capture the event and the mechanics but the feel of the whole scene.\n\nSuddenly, Gloria's hand picked up the speed, her breathing became shallow and rapid, she made a half-a-moan or half-a-groan, and stopped. Collin carefully approached her, not knowing what to do. At this time, Gloria slowly started to come back to her senses, first, she saw the camera, then Collin. Without a word, she reached out with her hands to grab Collin and stand up. He gave her his hand and helped her. Without saying a word, Gloria let Colin out of her hands and still shaking, slowly left. Colin stood there for a minute, and walked away in an opposite direction.\n\nHe wanted to discuss just what has happened, but he knew that it wasn't the right time for that. He didn't even know Gloria all that well. «Maybe, these photos will allow me to know her better» - Colin thought to himself, as he rushed to his first period.
Gloria Hughes, une étudiante de cinquième année, élève d'honneur très disciplinée, se réveilla, comme toujours, plus tôt que le reste de ses camarades de classe, et bien avant sa première période. Et comme il n'y avait pas grand-chose à faire à une heure aussi matinale, elle a décidé d'errer dans les couloirs vides de Poudlard. Dernièrement, c'est devenu une sorte d'habitude pour elle, d'errer seule dans ces couloirs vides.\n\n Elle n'a jamais été l'élève la plus sociable, et maintenant, avec l'arrivée du printemps, elle a cessé de les comprendre complètement. Toutes ces discussions sur les garçons, sur la façon dont quelqu'un les regardait, et où exactement il regardait... Ce qu'il faut porter et comment se comporter, pour que les garçons fassent attention à vous... Gloria ne comprenait pas quel était l'intérêt de tout ça, ni pourquoi c'était si intéressant. Ce qui la dépassait encore plus, c'était de savoir comment on pouvait passer du temps sur ces choses, si les devoirs n'étaient pas faits. Et donc, ces promenades solitaires n'étaient pas pires que celles avec ses camarades de classe
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Richard Grimes had another sip of root beer. Before, he hadn't even tried this drink, but he enjoyed the taste. Rumors were, that it helped with pain quite a bit, especially with the one he was dealing with. How it helped – Richie knew not. But for now all was only getting worse. Richie sighed, and looked over the patrons of the Hogsmeade's tavern. There were quite a few, many students loved to spend a weekend in these walls, and in such rowdy place, no one payed much attention to a lonely table of a genius potion brewer. Genius, what a joke!? First serious experiment, and what a fiasco! Side-effect, that couldn't have happened. Not one ingredient that would make it into a love potion. And the supposed protection of yarrow, that almost came out as but a mirage. He himself found a way around it in a few hours. Eh, he will never get to the heights of Professor Snape. {p} -Aha, here you are! – Samuel dropped on a neighboring chair, - I was looking for you. Couldn't even find a trace. What the hell, man? I got up in the morning and you are nowhere to be found! {p} -You mornings, Sam, start in the afternoon, - Richard sighed once again, without raising his gaze from the chalice. {p} -Come on, it's a weekend, I get to indulge myself. You don't need to be so strict with yourself, or you will end up, well, right where you are. So I take it didn't go to plan? – Sam showed a look of concern. In the end, it was both of their asses on the line. {p} -Hah, what can I say? She took the antidote, she did. And just left. I tried talking with her in the morning, afternoon... She is avoiding me. Ignoring. – Richard, surprised, found his glass empty, - I borked it up Sam. {p} -Why would you even try to talk with her? Don't you have your own ways? – Sam asked teasingly, - You could always just use your newfound abilities. {p} -That's the thing, I can't. I cannot hear her thoughts. At all. {p}Richard tried reaching for another bottle, but Samuel caught his hand. And with a glint of steel in his eyes looked at his friend. {p} -Stop this Richie, stop, trust me. This won't solve your problems. So, what do we have? You've deal with a side-effect, but dispelled the main one too. Sandy is angry at you, because you told her everything? {p} -She knew from the start. Potion also let her read my thoughts, - Richard's face finally got an expression, and it was... a smile? {p} -What?! Excuse me, oh venerable potion master? She was reading your thoughts all this time? – Sam stopped for a second, dealing with newly discovered information, and didn't think if anything better, but laugh – She just ready your thoughts? And knew all of our plans? Great Merlin! But why are you so calm? And why aren't you stuttering? {p} -Well, - Sam thought Richie looked like he was hiding something, - she... how should I put it... She healed me from my defect. Hm... Yes, that's right. With her own... method. – Richie turned bright red and lost his tongue. {p} -Richie? Richard Grimes! Don't tell me, you and Sandy. Wow! {p}Sam though he was shocked before, but now. Still, corners of his lips started to move up into an angry smirk. {p} -Well, my friend, congratulations. You've managed to prepare a love potion, and got me to give it to a girl you like, and use her to the full potential! {p}Sam face was full of the sarcastic triumph. {p} -No! That's not how it went! I didn't know, I didn't want! – Richard started to panic, but surprisingly didn't start to stutter. {p} -Relax, I am joking. Still, this is a complete failure. Not only does your potion have a side-effect, that you can only get rid of with the intended effect, the main effect also goes both ways. You know, maybe this is to be expected and everything will go back into place now. So, let's pretend nothing of this has happened.\n\n\n\n\n\nRichard tried to summon his courage. He spent last three hours stalking Sandy, just to get her alone. It was quite late, and she went to female showers. What a strange creatures women are, going to have a shower in the middle of the night. Well, most importantly, she is alone and he can finally talk with her. He has to find out, explain to her, she has to understand that he only had science in mind. She will listen to him! {p} -Yes! – Richard told himself – She has to listen to me! And she can decide what to after, but I have to tell her everything. {p}Though, he still wasn't sure what he will tell her. Talking never was never a strong point for our young genius. Richard checked the hall once more, door to the showers was closed tightly. He couldn't hear the sound of water. And Sandy already spent an hour inside. What if something had happened to her? No, that's impossible. What could happen to her in the shower? Still, this is Hogwarts, and he cannot hear the water. But to go in? That would definitely break a few IMVOIS rules, and will most likely result in his expulsion. And how would he even get in. How? HOW?! Richard didn't finish his thought, starting at a door that suddenly appeared in front of him. Door, that he was sure, led to the girls' showers. Gathering his courage, Richard slowly opened this new door and saw a small room with a tall mirror in the middle. And in the mirror he saw girls' showers, and lying on the stone floor, fully naked Sandy. Her body moved as if she was possessed, spasming, both her hands between her legs. Eyes wide shut, face full of exhaustion. She was biting down on her lip, wrinkling and arching her back more and more, legs twisting in some surrealistic knot. Richard stepped forward, another step. And just went through the mirror, into the thick mist. Shockingly staring at Sandy, who ended up right at his feet, he thought: “Room of requirement. That is the only explanation”. For a few painfully long seconds, he looked at the girl, that captured his heart, and then, as if he decided to take a leap of faith, he breathed in and falling to the floor next to her, kissed the one he loved. Sandy opened her eyes, for a second they reflected terror, then acknowledgment, anger, rage and suddenly... Her eyes were filled with lust. She pulled Richie toward her, and maintaining their connection, quickly got rid of his belt and grabbed him by his cock, as if she though he would try to escape her. Richard, with an animal like roar, flipped her on her back and, raising Sandy's right leg entered her. Sandy responded with a long half-moan, half-scream. She was on her back, wanting more. Grasping around she found a column behind her, and grabbed it with both arms. Matching the tempo, she started to push herself toward him. Thrusts became more powerful, painfully so for both of them, but they were both too far gone to care. Suddenly, Sandy arched back and flipped Richie over, getting on top. Increasing the tempo even further. Richie (Merlin knows where he got that from) reached for her throat, grabbing her with his thin arm, that looked like that of a giant when put next to her thin neck. The ever increasing tempo got the best of both of them, and when Richie thought that another second and he will lose consciousness from the pleasure, everything has ended. Ended for both of them.\n\n{p} -Have you seen Pittsburgh's Witches? It is a beautiful play in three acts. You have to see it, - Sandy closed her eyes remembering, - Richie, it is godly, we have to see it during the break. I'll gladly watch it for a second time. {p} -Of course, Sandy! Of course we will go to see it,- Richard smiled. {p} -Eee... What is going on here? – Samuel stood still next to the table in the dining hall, Sandy and Richie were flirting at,- I mean, hi Richie, Sandy. Glad to run into you two. So you have made up, I see. {p}Sam looked at them with a hint of offence, as if he was the only one not in on the gag. {p} -Sammy, hi, - Sandy said cheerfully, - sit with us, we were waiting for you. {p} -Really? – Surprised didn't even cover how Sam felt, - So will you in Merlin's name tell me what's going on? {p} -Nothing special, we just planning how we will celebrate our successful experiment, - Richie smiled. {p} -Successful? I have a few other adjectives to describe it. How about: failure, disastrous! I have a few pages with the censored ones too! {p} -Sam, I already reported to Snape, and he graded it highly. And you got credit as my assistant. So it is our success. – Richard looked very happy with himself. {p} -What are you on about? What success? What about the side-effect? And... - Sam looked at giggling Sandy, - The both-side effect as well? {p} -Sam, - Richie looked at him with a condescending smile, - There was no side effect. {p} -What?! {p} -Yes, - Sandy interrupted, - what you boys thought was a side effect, was just a simple crush. I fell in love with only the most pure and kindhearted and truly interesting person. And I understood it, by simply reading his thoughts. There and then, while you were waiting for the results of the potion, I saw Richie's thoughts. Saw them and fell in love. With him. {p} -Aha! – Sam said triumphal, - so there was at least one side-effect! {p} -No, - Sandy continued, - there wasn't. Just you silly boys forgot about one small detail, the taste of the potion. I knew that you gave me something that moment. And, interested, decided to eavesdrop on your conversation. Luckily I have one of those Weasly's ear extenders. So once I figured what you have done and where Richie stored his brew, I just put it into his juice, right in the common room. Thankfully, like any mad scientist (Sandy barely suppressed her laughter) doesn't pay attention to little details. Like a sudden change in taste of his juice. {p} -So you have been playing with us all along? {p}Sam was so shocked, that almost started stuttering himself. But, a second later, there was a hint of respect in his eyes. {p} -You are one dangerous girl! Great job. {p} -She is a miracle, - Richie supported his friend, - So, brew team, what should we spend our prize for scientific work on? {p} -Another beer? {p} -Another beer!
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{p} -Wake up, Sam, come on, I really need you right now! {p}Bedroom had only a few strings of morning light getting in. In the darkness, waking from a wonderful dream about two Beauxbatons girls, who almost got Sam into the pool (wet in all senses of the word), Sam saw the exited face of Richie. {p} -What? What do you need from me, you evil overlord of pots and potions? Why would you... - the last word drowned in a large yawn. {p} -You need to wake up Sam, right now; I figured it out, finally figured it out! I have a way out! I know how we can get out of this situation, - maniacal glint in Richie's eyes showed just how serious he was. {p} -Fine, I am up. {p}Samuel lazily started to get out of bed. Half way through, he stopped, deciding whether it was worth it, finally managing to pull himself up straight. For a few seconds, gathering his strength once again, he finally got up. {p} -So, come one, talk, you “wunder”kind. {p} -We need to get to the forbidden forest, - Richie said, like he was proposing an early breakfast. {p} -Aha, and on our way back we can steal Filch's cat, and grab the Philosopher's stone as well, right? – there were enough irony in these words to slay a dragon with. Enough for a dragon, but not for Richie. {p} -No, for now we just need to get to the Forbidden forest, - Richie looked at Sam with eyes full of innocence. {p} -Forest it is then. And why do we need to go there? – Samuel realised that his friend is beyond any hope, just as nothing good will come out next. {p} -I know how to get rid of the potion's side-effect! {p}The coldness of early morning got right to their bones. And even though the sun already got over the horizon, the forbidden forest was full of shadows. Centuries old trees, easily covered the week rays of sunlight. Two students were making their way through the forest. One, short and scrawny, with unkempt head of dark hair, had a spring in his step, confidently looking for a way through. Other, taller and brawnier and redheaded, barely managed to move his feet. {p} -How about you just tell me? – Suppressing another yawn asked Sam. – What are we doing here, or you think I am too much of a moron to understand any explanation? {p} -We need stingy holy. – Grymes answered calmly. {p} -Aha, if I remember, some kind of a short bush with sharp looking leaves, needed for volume-increasing potions, - despite a rather specific set of traits, usually found in quite ignorant folk, Sam still was a Ravenclaw student. {p} -Correct, Sam, but do you remember how I told you that my potion protects itself, with the help of a yarrow? – asked Richie. {p} -Yes, I vaguely remember something along those lines, as well as that potion wouldn't have any side-effects! – Sam annoyingly snapped back. {p} -I didn't say that, - Richie stopped with a puzzled look. {p} -Whatever, so, what about the holy? {p} -It can neutralise the effect of the yarrow. Hmm... In theory, - the voice of a young prodigy gave a hint of doubt. {p} -Theory, if all the theories came true, - Sam sighed. {p} -It is not a theory! I'll prove it in practice, - Richie was surprised by his friend's comment. {p} -Merlin, you are insufferable. Just some thoughts aloud! Can I at least sometimes try a little to piss you off? {p} -I am sorry Sa... - Richie stopped before finishing the sentence. Staring at a holy bush in front of them, - How fortunate. We found it, found it! {p}Both of them quickly gathered the needed leaves and hurryingly headed back. {p} -What are you two doing here? {p}A loud voice stopped them in their tracks. Sam reacted first, with a sigh, he turned his head back. They were interrupted by a centaur. A female one at that. She had a scornful look on her face and most likely weren't too happy to see two students that deep in the forest. {p} -You are not allowed in this part of the forest! Are you from Hogwarts? – She talked in short, concise sentences. {p} -Em...., Miss, - Sam tried to start a conversation,- we know that we are breaking some traditions, but we really needed some holy. A life and death situation you see. {p} -You are not breaking traditions, but an “Agreement”! Leave the forest immediately, and I'll make sure you won't try anything funny, - with these words centaur turned her back at them, with intention to lead their small party. Raising her tail arrogantly, she moved forward\n\nSam, hiding a smile, turned back to the stunned Richie. It is not every day one meets a centaur. And he didn't think (though expected), that said centaur didn't bother with undergarments for the private parts of the horse's half. {p} -It's ready, now Sandy has to drink this potion, don't mind the amount. And the side-effect should dissipate, - Richie exhaustingly turned toward Sam. Who was sitting on a bed Room caringly created for them, going through the “Quibbler”. He loved going through these undoubtfully mad stories. {p} -And I am almost finished with this nargle story, - Sam smiled. {p} -Nargles? – Richie asked surprised. {p} -Don't worry, just some ramblings, - Sam smiled once again and got off the bed, - So, are you sure this time? {p} -Sure? {p} -Well, last time... You said that you started to enjoy the situation, - Samuel tried being as gentle as possible. {p} -L-liked? S-situation? – Richie sighed in defeat, - Yes, I like... Love it. But it is unfair, Sam. It is unfair to her, you understand. {p} -I know, Richie. You have more courage than those crazy Gryffindors.\n\nOn this date, Sandy looked even more breath-taking then the last time, even if it seemed impossible. Perfect make-up, accenting her wide eyes, which with their azure shine made shocking contrast with her coal-dark hair. Silver brooch on her chest, with teasingly low belt, and weekend ready robe from thing wool. And, most likely, nothing under it. {p} -How is your exam preparation going Richie? – Sandy asked, accidently touching Grime's palm, - maybe, you can help me too? How about a few private lessons? “And I'll get too greet your little friend too”. {p} -Hmm... Y-y-yes, we c-could m-meet, - Richie still wasn't too sure about his plan. Well, Sam's plan. He poured the antidote into a bottle of root beer. “All girls love root beer”, he said. But how can he get Sandy to drink it? {p} -That would be great, - Sandy said cheeringly, - and I'll gladly get a fill of you “dick” knowledge, in “cunnilingus” potion brewing. It is just gets so hard for me, “to stop myself from jumping you right here”, you know? {p} -I k-know, - Richie started to lose the last grams of his confidence. But managed to ask, - Do you want some beer? {p} -What? Beer? What a strange transition, Richie, don't you think, - Sandy looked at Grimes with surprise, - Well, I guess why not. “Do you want me to get drunk, so you can have your way with me? You can just ask, stupid.”\n\nRichard sighed loudly and got a bottle out of his robes. Tried opening it for half a minute, he finally managed to defeat the cork. Sighing once again, Richard passed the bottle to Sandy. She looked at him intently, she suddenly got very serious. She even frowned. Carefully taking the bottle out of his hands, she examined it. {p} -Favour for a favour, Richie? – Sandy asked, - I'll drink this, after you kiss me. {p} -K-k-k... Ki-ki... Kiss you? – Richie felt as if came under a shellfire. That moment he realised just how hard it can be to do the right thing. – F-fine, I'll do it. Yes, I will. {p}Clenching his teeth, Richard stepped toward Sandy and passionately kissed her. Well, to be precise, he just got close to her, passion came from Sandy. Losing their balance, they stumbled for a few steps, and hit the wall, against which Richie pinned Sandy, who lost all of his shyness. Passion was overwhelming his natural shyness. He knew, that Sandy didn't have anything under her robe. And proved himself right a second later. Both of his hands slipped under her clothes, tracing over her breasts, getting to her midriff, touching on her never regions, with playfully unkempt trail, and stopped right at the place Sandy wanted them. They continued their muffling for another minute or two, filling the hall with moans and heavy breathing. Sandy continued with her attempts to get Richie out of his pants, who even though getting in her way, with every second more and more strongly were pinning her against the stone-cold wall, losing himself to the natural instincts. Finally, he escaped the trap of his pants and Sandy herself pointed his dick to the peaks of their pleasures. Four minutes later, they tiredly fell to the floor. Heavy breathing continued to fill the hall, for almost as long. {p} -Sandy, that was... That was wonderful, incredible, indescribable, - Richie still couldn't believe what has happened, and had no grip on reality. His eyes continued to wonder without focusing on anything in particular. {p} -Yes, baby, that was great, - Sandy crawled to him, and gave him a final kiss, - You were very good, Richie. {p} -Really? – Richie started to get his senses back, surprisingly, his stutter seem to have disappeared,- Thank you, Sandy. I did it! What... What have I done?! {p}Colour suddenly left Richie's face. {p} -How could I? I am a disgusting liar. Liar! – Grime's eyes filled with tears, we wiping them, almost scratching his eyes out, he reached for the bottle and tried giving it to Sandy, - Drink this Sandy, you have to! {p}Sandy, now stunned, took the bottle, and looked sadly at Grimes. {p} -Have to Richie? You don't want us to be together anymore? You want to get rid of me? Get rid of me like I am some “Side-effect”? – there were no irony or anger in her voice, just sadness. {p} -What?! – Richard choked and tried getting air in his lunges, - How? You know? {p} -Your potion, Richie. It has more than one side-effect, - now her words were full of irony, - I too can hear your thoughts!
{p} -Réveille-toi, Sam, allez, j'ai vraiment besoin de toi maintenant
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Slime missed just by a hair and hit Jane on the back of her head. You turned around with an angry look, but couldn't find the culprit, all students looked above her head, carefully looking at Professor Stem, who was absorbed by her own speech. It was full of praises and reverence to the “perfect” and “extremely useful” creatures, that they will get to use in the end of the lesson. One of such creatures just flew across the room and hit Jane. Going through her hair, Jane managed to get it out, barely holding back the scream of disgust Jane managed to throw it away. Looking around one more time, she once again failed to spot a culprit. As soon as she turned back, Sam's face showed the look of barely contained laughter. Taking two deep breaths, he once again tried to get Richard's attention, who was sitting a bit away from him. Another slime throw was more successful and hit Richie in his shoulder. Thankful that he managed to avoid Jane this time, slime went down the student's robe. {p}Richard turned around, with a confused look, spotting Sam's inquisitive look, he asked with his eyes “What do you need?” Sam silently made a few movements with his wand and, air lit up with a number of small letters : “What are we going to do, genius?” Richie turned back. What to do? If only he knew, what can they do...\n\n\n\n\n\n{p} -We must report this to deans and headmaster, and stop the experiment! That is the only way to get out of this unstable situation, - Richard tried to compel Sam. {p} -Report? Report it?! And how will we look? We have created an unstable potion, without any knowledge of its effects and made one of our classmates take it? And now she is under an influence of the mental intervention, charm potion and Merlin knows what else? Please, don't throw us out of the school? How you think it will go? – Sam was furious. Justly so, even a half of what they've done would be enough for their expulsion. A thing that was sometimes feared even more than death by {p}Ravenclaw's students. Studying was their goal and had tremendous meaning by itself to them! To lose their place, truly death would be preferable. {p} -Well, then maybe we should... I don't know, you are better at human interaction than me, you should be responsible for delivering our report! {p} -Better than you? Sure! But even I am not that good! Richie, you have no clue what goes on beyond the walls of your bedroom and brewing room. Whichever angle we present this, we will be thrown out faster than you can cast a levitation spell. – Sam tiredly dropped into his favorite armchair. {p}His face show concern and a hint of inescapable doom they were under. He even started to come to terms with the thought of their expulsion. And started to plan his life after it. Looking for a job? Or leaving England for good and trying to get into, let's say, Durmstrang? {p} -No-no-no! Illogical, wrong! There must be a way out! There is not a situation, that has only one solution, these are the words of the famous witch Kara Perrivall. {p} -Sure, quote great ones. All those nights behind the books didn't go to waste. But it won't save you from expulsion. Whatever, we cannot pander this forever, we have to make a decision. Either we give up and report ourselves or you got and have a date with Sandy. – Sam said with maximum seriousness. {p} -But I cannot. I've never been on a date. I don't know the established algorithm or have needed skills. It is im-impossible, - Richie's face begged for way out. Looking remarkably alike an abandoned kitten. {p} -Dammit, you should have ended up in Hufflepuff with such attitude! – Sam didn't even try to hold back, but calmed down and regained his composure, - Sorry. I am just too nervous. You understand that continuing your insane experiment – is our only chance? If we can finish it. We will prove that your potion works, find its side-effects and will be able to eliminate them, then you will seize the glory and fame. And if not, we will come to headmaster with what we have, and you will be expelled. I as well, - last sentence came out like a whisper from Sam's mouth.\n\n\n\n\n\nSandy looked incredible. Even in the usual school robe, she managed to create an unbelievably attractive look. Wove her hair into three braids, two of which framed her face, with the third, the biggest one, dropping behind her back. Coquettish she connected the edges of her robe on different levels, with just a light touch from the magical make up from “Magic and Beauty”. Frankly, with what she had to work with, it was unnecessary. Richie silently stood in an empty school hall and looked at the approaching doom, with Sandy's face. A random observer would think this situation is akin to how a rabbit is hypnotized by an approaching snake. {p} -Hi, Richie, I am so happy to see you, how are you? “Kiss me! Kiss me right now!” – last phrase came from the air itself, but Sandy's lips remained still, once again, Richie was reading her thoughts. {p} -Emmm... S-Sandy, - that undoubtedly full of thought phrase stayed in the air for good five seconds. Finally, Grimes, pulling all of his mental strength together (or at least what he could under the circumstances), finally said, - What a beautiful evening tonight! I mean weather, is beautiful. Probably. I cannot tell from here. But she is most certainly beautiful. Yes. {p}{p}Sandy responded with a crystal clear laugh. Her laugh was that of an alien bird, who decided to visit out imperfect world out of pity, gracing it with her perfection. {p}{p} -Richie, you are hilarious. Why didn't I notice it sooner? All of these self-important classmates, impudent Slytherins, stupid like ogres Gryffindors. You are the only interesting person in this whole school. “And so open and vulnerable, r-r-r, I could just eat you up”. {p} -No, don't, - Richie couldn't hold back. {p} -Don't do what? – Sandy looked surprised. {p} -N-no, d-don't... me... Don't say such things about other houses, they too have bright students, yes. – Grimes managed to recover. {p} -Ah, Richie, who do you mean? They can only continue their self-important lives. While you are so humble and quiet. But I see, just how talented you are, how easily you outsmart everyone during potion brewing, and even in other subjects, - they slowly started walking down the hall. At this time, Hogwarts was mostly empty filled with a rather dark atmosphere. {p} -Y-you look great. You have such beautiful robe,- trying to break the uncomfortable silence said Richard. {p} -Yes? Thank you, Richie, you are so thoughtful. “I want you to pull it off me. Especially since I have nothing under it”. {p} -N-n-nothing? – Richard suddenly stopped, as if he was hit by a spell and looked at Sandy with shock. {p} -Nothing? What are you on, stupid? – Sandy smiled once again and quickly closed the distance between them. Richard tried to step back, but hit the wall behind him, now there couldn't be more than a hand worth of space between them, - You are nervous Richie? Because of me? “Come on, put your hand in my robes, come on, touch me... there”. {p} -You two have me worried, - this slow and paced voice, full of irony could belong to only one person at Hogwarts. Professor Snape, once again managed to appear out of nowhere and heard their quiet talk. Though considering the situation it isn't surprising he managed to sneak on them. {p} -Professor? – Richie, who had lost all hope, could only look from Snape to Sandy and back. {p} -Professor, - the hint of annoyance in Sandy's voice were spiced up with her anger,- Good evening. “Stupid bastard, is your only goal in life is to ruin the life of others? If you cannot get any, you will try to stop everyone around you from getting any, asshole?” {p} -Unless you plan to assault mister Grimes, miss Pils, could you explain to me what you are doing in the halls at such time? Though, you would like to continue, don't let me stop you. As I can see, you have him cornered, quite professionally might I add, - as Snape said these words, Richie realized how right he was. Sandy managed to put him between a wall and column during their short exchange. {p} -We were just walking, Professor, I don't believe school rules forbid that? – Sandy looked ready for a fight, - We are senior students and know perfectly the dangers of these halls and how to avoid them. “Especially since the main danger of this caste is you, old fart!” {p} -Know perfectly? – with a voice full of irony, Snape prepared for the lethal strike, - As I can see, mister Grimes, got caught in one of such dangers, despite whatever knowledge he may have. I would recommend you to be more careful, Grimes, I will still need you during my class. You are the only vegetable in this school that at least can pass for a human being during my lessons. All the best. {p}{p}Snape sharply turned around and just as silently as he had approached, disappeared in the darkness of the halls. {p} -It is too late, S-Sandy, we should go back,- almost begging, Richard looked at his companion. {p} -Yes, Richie, you are right, - Once again Sandy gave him a smile, - Come on , “In any case, I didn't plan to get to your dick today”. {p}Richard barely remained standing on his legs.\n\n\n\n{p} -So, how did it go? Any news? Come on! – Sam rushed to his friend as soon as he came in. {p} -I have one piece of news – the mental connection, as well as the charm effect work perfectly, - Richard sighed, - And I have no clue how to get rid of the side-effect. At least not right now. But, there is another p-problem. {p} -What problem? – Sam asked cautiously. {p} -I... I don't know if I want to get rid of that side effect anymore. {p}{p}Sleeping Ravenclaws were awoken by Samuel's laugher.
Slime manque de peu son coup et frappe Jane à l'arrière de la tête. Tous les élèves regardent au-dessus de sa tête, observant attentivement le professeur Stem, qui est absorbé par son propre discours. Il était plein d'éloges et de révérences pour les créatures “parfaites” et “extrêmement utiles” qu'ils allaient pouvoir utiliser à la fin de la leçon. L'une de ces créatures a volé à travers la pièce et a frappé Jane. En se fouillant les cheveux, Jane réussit à l'extraire, retenant de justesse son cri de dégoût et la jeta au loin. Elle regarda encore une fois autour d'elle, mais ne trouva pas de coupable. Dès qu'elle se retourne, le visage de Sam affiche un rire à peine contenu. Prenant deux grandes respirations, il tenta à nouveau d'attirer l'attention de Richard, assis un peu à l'écart. Un autre jet de bave fut plus réussi et atteignit Richie à l'épaule. Reconnaissant d'avoir réussi à éviter Jane cette fois-ci, la bave descendit le long de la robe de l'étudiant. {Repérant le regard inquisiteur de Sam, il demanda du regard: “De quoi avez-vous besoin?” Sam fit silencieusement quelques mouvements avec sa baguette et l'air s'illumina d'un certain nombre de petites lettres: “Qu'est-ce qu'on va faire, génie?” Richie se retourna. Que faire? Si seulement il savait, que peuvent-ils faire...\n\n\n\n\n\n{p} -Nous devons faire un rapport aux doyens et au directeur, et arrêter l'expérience! C'est le seul moyen de sortir de cette situation instable, - Richard essaie de convaincre Sam. {p} -Rapport? Faites un rapport! Et de quoi aurons-nous l'air? Nous avons créé une potion instable, sans connaître ses effets, et nous l'avons fait prendre à l'une de nos camarades de classe? Et maintenant, elle est sous l'influence de l'intervention mentale, de la potion de charme et de Merlin sait quoi d'autre? S'il vous plaît, ne nous expulsez pas de l'école? Comment penses-tu que ça va se passer? - Sam était furieux. A juste titre, même la moitié de ce qu'ils ont fait suffirait à les faire expulser. Une chose que les élèves de {p}Ravenclaw craignaient parfois plus que la mort. Étudier était leur but et avait une signification énorme en soi pour eux! Perdre leur place, c'est vraiment la mort qui serait préférable. {p} Eh bien, peut-être devrions-nous... Je ne sais pas, tu es plus douée que moi pour les relations humaines, tu devrais être chargée de remettre notre rapport! {p} -Meilleur que vous? Bien sûr! Mais même moi, je ne suis pas si bon que ça! Richie, tu n'as aucune idée de ce qui se passe au-delà des murs de ta chambre et de ta salle de brassage. Quel que soit l'angle sous lequel nous présenterons la chose, nous serons jetés dehors plus vite que tu ne peux lancer un sort de lévitation. - Sam s'est laissé tomber avec fatigue dans son fauteuil préféré. {Son visage montrait de l'inquiétude et un soupçon de malheur inéluctable. Il commença même à accepter l'idée de leur expulsion. Et commença à planifier sa vie après cela. Chercher un emploi? Ou quitter l'Angleterre pour de bon et tenter d'entrer, disons, à Durmstrang? {p} -Non, non, non! C'est illogique, c'est faux! Il doit y avoir une solution! Il n'y a pas de situation qui n'ait qu'une seule solution, c'est ce que dit la célèbre sorcière Kara Perrivall. {p} -Bien sûr, citer des grands. Toutes ces nuits passées derrière les livres n'ont pas été perdues. Mais cela ne vous sauvera pas de l'expulsion. Quoi qu'il en soit, nous ne pouvons pas nous éterniser, nous devons prendre une décision. Soit nous abandonnons et nous nous dénonçons nous-mêmes, soit vous avez un rendez-vous avec Sandy. - dit Sam avec le plus grand sérieux. {p} -Mais je ne peux pas. Je n'ai jamais eu de rendez-vous. Je ne connais pas l'algorithme établi et je n'ai pas les compétences nécessaires. C'est im-impossible, - le visage de Richie implorait une issue. Ressemblant remarquablement à un chaton abandonné. {p} -Merde, tu aurais dû finir à Poufsouffle avec une telle attitude! - Sam n'essaya même pas de se retenir, mais se calma et reprit son calme, - Désolé. Je suis trop nerveux. Tu comprends que la poursuite de ton expérience insensée - est notre seule chance
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Slime missed just by a hair and hit Jane on the back of her head. You turned around with an angry look, but couldn't find the culprit, all students looked above her head, carefully looking at Professor Stem, who was absorbed by her own speech. It was full of praises and reverence to the “perfect” and “extremely useful” creatures, that they will get to use in the end of the lesson. One of such creatures just flew across the room and hit Jane. Going through her hair, Jane managed to get it out, barely holding back the scream of disgust Jane managed to throw it away. Looking around one more time, she once again failed to spot a culprit. As soon as she turned back, Sam's face showed the look of barely contained laughter. Taking two deep breaths, he once again tried to get Richard's attention, who was sitting a bit away from him. Another slime throw was more successful and hit Richie in his shoulder. Thankful that he managed to avoid Jane this time, slime went down the student's robe. {p}Richard turned around, with a confused look, spotting Sam's inquisitive look, he asked with his eyes “What do you need?” Sam silently made a few movements with his wand and, air lit up with a number of small letters : “What are we going to do, genius?” Richie turned back. What to do? If only he knew, what can they do...\n\n\n\n\n\n{p} -We must report this to deans and headmaster, and stop the experiment! That is the only way to get out of this unstable situation, - Richard tried to compel Sam. {p} -Report? Report it?! And how will we look? We have created an unstable potion, without any knowledge of its effects and made one of our classmates take it? And now she is under an influence of the mental intervention, charm potion and Merlin knows what else? Please, don't throw us out of the school? How you think it will go? – Sam was furious. Justly so, even a half of what they've done would be enough for their expulsion. A thing that was sometimes feared even more than death by {p}Ravenclaw's students. Studying was their goal and had tremendous meaning by itself to them! To lose their place, truly death would be preferable. {p} -Well, then maybe we should... I don't know, you are better at human interaction than me, you should be responsible for delivering our report! {p} -Better than you? Sure! But even I am not that good! Richie, you have no clue what goes on beyond the walls of your bedroom and brewing room. Whichever angle we present this, we will be thrown out faster than you can cast a levitation spell. – Sam tiredly dropped into his favorite armchair. {p}His face show concern and a hint of inescapable doom they were under. He even started to come to terms with the thought of their expulsion. And started to plan his life after it. Looking for a job? Or leaving England for good and trying to get into, let's say, Durmstrang? {p} -No-no-no! Illogical, wrong! There must be a way out! There is not a situation, that has only one solution, these are the words of the famous witch Kara Perrivall. {p} -Sure, quote great ones. All those nights behind the books didn't go to waste. But it won't save you from expulsion. Whatever, we cannot pander this forever, we have to make a decision. Either we give up and report ourselves or you got and have a date with Sandy. – Sam said with maximum seriousness. {p} -But I cannot. I've never been on a date. I don't know the established algorithm or have needed skills. It is im-impossible, - Richie's face begged for way out. Looking remarkably alike an abandoned kitten. {p} -Dammit, you should have ended up in Hufflepuff with such attitude! – Sam didn't even try to hold back, but calmed down and regained his composure, - Sorry. I am just too nervous. You understand that continuing your insane experiment – is our only chance? If we can finish it. We will prove that your potion works, find its side-effects and will be able to eliminate them, then you will seize the glory and fame. And if not, we will come to headmaster with what we have, and you will be expelled. I as well, - last sentence came out like a whisper from Sam's mouth.\n\n\n\n\n\nSandy looked incredible. Even in the usual school robe, she managed to create an unbelievably attractive look. Wove her hair into three braids, two of which framed her face, with the third, the biggest one, dropping behind her back. Coquettish she connected the edges of her robe on different levels, with just a light touch from the magical make up from “Magic and Beauty”. Frankly, with what she had to work with, it was unnecessary. Richie silently stood in an empty school hall and looked at the approaching doom, with Sandy's face. A random observer would think this situation is akin to how a rabbit is hypnotized by an approaching snake. {p} -Hi, Richie, I am so happy to see you, how are you? “Kiss me! Kiss me right now!” – last phrase came from the air itself, but Sandy's lips remained still, once again, Richie was reading her thoughts. {p} -Emmm... S-Sandy, - that undoubtedly full of thought phrase stayed in the air for good five seconds. Finally, Grimes, pulling all of his mental strength together (or at least what he could under the circumstances), finally said, - What a beautiful evening tonight! I mean weather, is beautiful. Probably. I cannot tell from here. But she is most certainly beautiful. Yes. {p}{p}Sandy responded with a crystal clear laugh. Her laugh was that of an alien bird, who decided to visit out imperfect world out of pity, gracing it with her perfection. {p}{p} -Richie, you are hilarious. Why didn't I notice it sooner? All of these self-important classmates, impudent Slytherins, stupid like ogres Gryffindors. You are the only interesting person in this whole school. “And so open and vulnerable, r-r-r, I could just eat you up”. {p} -No, don't, - Richie couldn't hold back. {p} -Don't do what? – Sandy looked surprised. {p} -N-no, d-don't... me... Don't say such things about other houses, they too have bright students, yes. – Grimes managed to recover. {p} -Ah, Richie, who do you mean? They can only continue their self-important lives. While you are so humble and quiet. But I see, just how talented you are, how easily you outsmart everyone during potion brewing, and even in other subjects, - they slowly started walking down the hall. At this time, Hogwarts was mostly empty filled with a rather dark atmosphere. {p} -Y-you look great. You have such beautiful robe,- trying to break the uncomfortable silence said Richard. {p} -Yes? Thank you, Richie, you are so thoughtful. “I want you to pull it off me. Especially since I have nothing under it”. {p} -N-n-nothing? – Richard suddenly stopped, as if he was hit by a spell and looked at Sandy with shock. {p} -Nothing? What are you on, stupid? – Sandy smiled once again and quickly closed the distance between them. Richard tried to step back, but hit the wall behind him, now there couldn't be more than a hand worth of space between them, - You are nervous Richie? Because of me? “Come on, put your hand in my robes, come on, touch me... there”. {p} -You two have me worried, - this slow and paced voice, full of irony could belong to only one person at Hogwarts. Professor Snape, once again managed to appear out of nowhere and heard their quiet talk. Though considering the situation it isn't surprising he managed to sneak on them. {p} -Professor? – Richie, who had lost all hope, could only look from Snape to Sandy and back. {p} -Professor, - the hint of annoyance in Sandy's voice were spiced up with her anger,- Good evening. “Stupid bastard, is your only goal in life is to ruin the life of others? If you cannot get any, you will try to stop everyone around you from getting any, asshole?” {p} -Unless you plan to assault mister Grimes, miss Pils, could you explain to me what you are doing in the halls at such time? Though, you would like to continue, don't let me stop you. As I can see, you have him cornered, quite professionally might I add, - as Snape said these words, Richie realized how right he was. Sandy managed to put him between a wall and column during their short exchange. {p} -We were just walking, Professor, I don't believe school rules forbid that? – Sandy looked ready for a fight, - We are senior students and know perfectly the dangers of these halls and how to avoid them. “Especially since the main danger of this caste is you, old fart!” {p} -Know perfectly? – with a voice full of irony, Snape prepared for the lethal strike, - As I can see, mister Grimes, got caught in one of such dangers, despite whatever knowledge he may have. I would recommend you to be more careful, Grimes, I will still need you during my class. You are the only vegetable in this school that at least can pass for a human being during my lessons. All the best. {p}{p}Snape sharply turned around and just as silently as he had approached, disappeared in the darkness of the halls. {p} -It is too late, S-Sandy, we should go back,- almost begging, Richard looked at his companion. {p} -Yes, Richie, you are right, - Once again Sandy gave him a smile, - Come on , “In any case, I didn't plan to get to your dick today”. {p}Richard barely remained standing on his legs.\n\n\n\n{p} -So, how did it go? Any news? Come on! – Sam rushed to his friend as soon as he came in. {p} -I have one piece of news – the mental connection, as well as the charm effect work perfectly, - Richard sighed, - And I have no clue how to get rid of the side-effect. At least not right now. But, there is another p-problem. {p} -What problem? – Sam asked cautiously. {p} -I... I don't know if I want to get rid of that side effect anymore. {p}{p}Sleeping Ravenclaws were awoken by Samuel's laugher.
Slime manque de peu son coup et frappe Jane à l'arrière de la tête. Tous les élèves regardent au-dessus de sa tête, observant attentivement le professeur Stem, qui est absorbé par son propre discours. Il était plein d'éloges et de révérences pour les créatures “parfaites” et “extrêmement utiles” qu'ils allaient pouvoir utiliser à la fin de la leçon. L'une de ces créatures a volé à travers la pièce et a frappé Jane. En se fouillant les cheveux, Jane réussit à l'extraire, retenant de justesse son cri de dégoût et la jeta au loin. Elle regarda encore une fois autour d'elle, mais ne trouva pas de coupable. Dès qu'elle se retourne, le visage de Sam affiche un rire à peine contenu. Prenant deux grandes respirations, il tenta à nouveau d'attirer l'attention de Richard, assis un peu à l'écart. Un autre jet de bave fut plus réussi et atteignit Richie à l'épaule. Reconnaissant d'avoir réussi à éviter Jane cette fois-ci, la bave descendit le long de la robe de l'étudiant. {Repérant le regard inquisiteur de Sam, il demanda du regard
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