Pretty soon, though, I began to suspect that they’d forgotten all about me. What happened was that Caitlin and Ashley made love to Emma. That’s th... only way I could describe what I saw. They kissed her and stroked her with hands that were feather soft. And she kissed them back. There were whispers, only some of which I could understand. One was when Ashley said, “I want to taste you. Can I? Pleeease?” Emma’s soft “Uh huh” was filled with passion.When Ashley finally moved to assume the position. I decided to quietly walk over and see if I could get a peek. Sure enough, there was a man with his short pulled down shaking the last few piss drops from his cock. He looked to be around 40 with black hair slight graying at his temples. Maybe about 5 feet 10 and I would guess about 180. Dark skin. Either Hispanic or Middle Eastern. Nice build. Not a spend every day in the gym body. More of a naturally built from the working body. He had a light covering of hair on his chest, arms, and legs.I. Before Harry could say anything though, Dumbledore and a host of other people entered the room and discussed the circumstances behind Harry being chosen as a champion. Harry felt guilty for some reason; even though he knew he had never put his name in the Goblet of Fire.Harry walked back up to the Gryffindor Tower and was pleasantly surprised to be pulled into the common room by a number of hands. Apparently Fred and George had put together a big party with almost every Gryffindor joining in. They told me to make myself comfortable on the bed and watch them. Sally went to the kitchen and came back with a pitcher full of bloody marys. They always had a few before and during their practice sessions or so they said. So being a good person I had one too. Then they started the dancing. I think I sat there and watched them with my mouth open until I suddenly got real tired and couldn't keep my eyes open. Last thing I remember was thinking that I was going to miss seeing them prance around.