“Harry you can find other girls attractive” She sighed “I was just saying I thought she was pretty” Harry looked sideways at her, something in...her tone piquing his interest.“Oh really?” He grinned at her nudging her slightly “Pretty in the way I find her pretty?”Hermione was silent for a moment, “Maybe…” she admitted “oh look there’s the tap” She pointed towards a long line of people “look at the size of the queue!” “We could always find somewhere to sit whilst the queue goes down” Harry. I don't understand it, or why she seems interested in me, but she is. I know it, because now I hear her at night. Her song entraps my mind, suspending me between sleep and wakefulness.She's calling me. Not with words that I can understand, but I know she is. Mesmerizing. Such a sad, beautiful sound, it makes you want to cry. What am I supposed to do? When I try to help her, she disappears. I'm at a loss.I have a plan. I'm going to set a trap. Not a real trap, but I'm going to try to lure her. As he pulled it off and put it into the trash he stated that he was still rock hard and horny. He said that has never happened to him before. He always would get soft or start softening immediately. I asked if he wanted to wait a while before round two he said no and began to kiss me again as he sat back down on the bed. He fingered my pussy to the point that my pussy muscles worked around his fingers like they were a dick. He pulled his fingers out of my wet pussy jolting me out of heaven and. I was sitting there on the toilet lid, eyes closed, head back against the wall, legs stretched out in front of me, in a near euphoric state stroking myself gently, slowly, maintaining my level of arousal just below an orgasm when I heard Nancy's voice say something like "Hut, what are you doing?" immediately followed by Kathy's voice say "Damn, Nancy, it's obvious what he's doing!" My eyes jerked open, I sat up straight, and looked at the doorway in amazement. The two of them were standing.