Take the horcrux back to Hogwarts with you. Arthur and Tonks can help you escort Harry and Ron back. I’m sure they’ve been missed by now. I have s...me things I need to discuss with Moody before I follow behind you."Kingsley handed Lupin the horcrux and Lupin motioned for his departing party to follow him. They walked out of the gates of Azkaban as a proud Arthur kept his hand rested on Ron’s shoulder. A short spinning ride on the portkey later, they came to rest once again in McGonagal’s. Although it tasted pretty foul, he chewed it first so that it would get into his system quicker.He sat for a while in the living room and considered his situation.He came to the conclusion that he was as happy as a pig in shit.He had always loved his wife, but he had always loved sex with guys too, but until today he had felt guilty about it.Even when Kathy asked him to fuck her in the arse, although he loved it so much, he had been reluctant; fearing that somehow she would think his enthusiasm. She doesn’t just stop with makeup though. No, not at all. She goes way above and beyond any of my wildest expectations. I’m talking painted press-on nails for my fingers with matching polish on my toes, a pretty realistic women’s wig, a sheer skintight miniskirt dress, and a pair of matching platform heels that she managed to find in my size. When she asks me to hold my hair out of the way so she could replace the collar around my neck with a much more feminine sequined choker, I start to. "I think this is a really special place to be," I said tilting my forehead so it touched her forehead. "At least, if you're you or me." That made her feel better. I lied about my age. I told her I was twenty-three. I don’t know if she would have walked out on me if I’d told her I was nineteen, but she seemed like the type of chick who might. We stood pressed together in the bathroom. I rubbed my palm over her hairy, unkempt bush and dipped two fingers in and out. I was just testing the.