“I have an appointment. I’m ... um, running a bit late.”The brunette flashes a smile and says kindly, “Don’t worry, Mr. Sanders is running l...te too.”Veronica returns the smile. “Thank goodness.”“Please have a seat and you’ll be seen shortly,” the brunette says, maintaining the smile and gesturing to one of the many chairs in the waiting area.Veronica is just getting comfortable in one of the plush chairs when Mr. Sanders appears and calls her name. She pops her head up to see the nicely dressed. She refused. I leaned across and whispered to her, “Where would you prefer my cum, inside my pants or in your mouth.” She stopped immediately. While all of this was happening I could see that Gemma’s face was starting to blush. I knew that something was happening on the other side of the table and had to find out. I dropped my knife on the floor, bent down to pick it up and looked across the where Gemma and my mother were sitting. No wonder Gemma was getting all flushed. My mother’s fingers. Dumbledore prefers not to work directly with Harry to prepare him, and so he entrusts him to you, in the hope that you can assist him."The aged wizard leaned forward with interest during Skeeter's explanation."Even I did not create a Horcrux," mused Grindelwald. "Yes, I commanded great forces. I sent in motion terrible events, and launched the worst, the widest war the world has yet seen. Yet I know that it never entered my head to split my soul, to deliberately commit a spirit-fracturing sin. Hurry up man, don’t be late.’ ‘Dude, I have to go pick up this friend of mine, Ami, and then come.’ ‘Aah, so that’s what little Rahul has been busy with. So who’s Ami?’ ‘I met her last weekend. We hung out a couple of times this week, she’s really cool. Gotta go dude, see you in a bit.’ Rahul jogged off the courts towards the showers. Cyrus ran to his car, and drove home. He put on some soothing lounge music to block out the sounds of horns, and calmly drove home. Luckily there wasn’t much.