In a few minutes there was a key in the door and Stephen walked in and locked the door behind him. He strode over to stand in front of me, looking dow... sternly. I’d stopped stroking myself but the wetness on the front of my panties betrayed me. “Didn’t I tell you to be naked?” he scolded looking down at my wetness. “And what’s this about?” “Er, well I …” I stammered. “Stand up and turn around,” he ordered. “And bend over.” I stood up meekly and obeyed. I faced the bed and bent at the waist. It had been a crazy two years. Voldemort had returned and plunged the world into another Wizarding War. One year Harry, his friends and the Order of the Phoenix had fought him from the underground until they finally had managed to drag the Dark Lord into an open battle on the grounds of Hogwarts.A bit over a year had past since that battle and the school, which had been heavy rebuild after the battle, was about to reopen this fall. He was happy to return to the school, hopefully for a year when. “I had your namesake to thank for that. He told me that one day someone would come, he believed in the empire that strongly; almost as strongly as you do. I told him I would wait; we spent a lot of time together. He left me many recordings to let his voice keep me ‘til such time as someone came. My dearest Derrick, I had spent so long alone, I so many times was close to giving up. When I heard your thoughts that day I thought I might be starting to lose my reasoning.”Derrick could see the. Trust the French to do things backwards she mused as she adjusted the temperature and stepped under the spray, pulling the shower curtain closed. ‘A cute, but rich mental case,’ she amended after she got herself wet and started soaping herself. ‘After all, how else could he afford something like this? The guy’s got at least three laptops that I saw, a five thousand dollar plasma TV, and at least that in stereo components. Who knows how much they cost over here. And he writes and ‘does favors?’.