Also, rumours were spreading around school that the secret love of his life Hermione, had fucked his best friend Harry. Ron was wanking himself silly ... times a day to his dirty thoughts of Hermione and here was his best friend actually screwing her. Ron had reached the end of his patience so decided to confront Harry alone, late at night in the library. ‘Harry,’ Ron urgently whispered, tossing aside his Transfiguration homework, which he just could not do, ‘what happened to our pact? From what. I'm going to see if he's still in there. I can smell the body he left."Although it was dark, the hour was early yet and there were still people out and about. Rob calmly crossed the street and walked until he had passed the alley from the other side. People looked at him curiously as he strolled along nonchalantly."Hey, Harry," one young tough called out. "Where's your staff?" The others with him chortled.Rob turned to look at him and said, "It's in the shop. I cracked it last week, and it's so. To be. Eventually. I think. How many times do you have to nut someone with a wedding ring on before you get married?”“Why are you asking me!?” Blackheart flung one arm wide as he rested his laser rifle against his shoulder. “We duergar don’t get married.”“Aww...” I said.“We don’t want to get married!” Blackheart snapped. “Love is weakness, you- what are you? Stop that!” He squirmed as I wrapped my arms around him, hugging him tightly, chest-beard be damned! He started to shove at me – and in. He said, “Feel up to a bit of screaming?”Raina took his hand, and he followed more than willingly.Several hours later, they all got up and assembled for what they thought of as lunch.Zarka reported that the Russian military was gone. A fresh storm had come in, in that morning. As soon as it had blown in over the hanger, they had left.Raina asked, “Hey Zarka, can you locate our ATC?”“Yes, they didn’t find it. One team came close, but the snow started falling, and they headed back here,.