I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. I made it just in time to lift the lid and then dumped the contents of my stomach. After another minute I...was left with the dry heaves. Finally, when I seemed finished, I rose and flushed the toilet. I cleaned myself up and got into the shower. I wonder what it was that I ate last night that has gone bad. I'll need to take a look and warn the kids.I was sitting in front of the mirror brushing my hair when my brain finally turned on. You don't have. He also recognized the nature of the potion, which instantly reminded him of the Spellbook of Desires. Ron would have been more inquisitive, possibly even going up to their room and looking for the book, but because he didn’t want to miss the arrival of the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students, he didn’t have anytime to sneak around. Ron put the bottle of Hot Sauce in his pocket and ran down outside, joining the rest of the Hogwarts students, who were already eagerly waiting.‘Where have you. We played with each other, then slowed and caressed each other’s tongue. Amelia started rubbing my erection with her pussy. I held her succulent bottom and pressed her back against the tiled shower wall, reaching between us to grasp myself. Easing back, I guided the tip into her cleft. Amelia inhaled through her nose, her tongue probing into my mouth. Labia oozed apart, my tip burrowing in. I caught at the base of her slit, poised, and stopped. Amelia didn’t want to wait. She pushed her pussy. "I'm in kind of a jam. Well, so is everybody in my dance class. We had no male interest in the class so there's a shortage of partners. We even advertised around the university but no takers. Would you be my dance partner? You don't have to enroll yourself, just be available for the final project." I don't know how to do any ballroom dances." Well, I didn't either, but that's why I'm in a class. I'm sure a sporty guy like you can pick it up, you've got good physical coordination."I shrugged..