I figured it was Johnny coming after me so I gave a little scream and turned around and backed up against the lockers, using my hands to cover my body...as best I could. It wasn't Johnny though, it was Mark. He looked at me for a second and then said "Take it easy Steve, It's OK. I won't hurt you. I just wanted to let you know that I and the other guys won't let that dork Johnny bother you any more." I didn't know what to say so I just pulled my clothes on as fast as I could and ran to my next. " James started to stand but Snape continued, "It not me who wants this, in fact I was reluctant to come but he made me. I am grateful for you saving my life, but I must do as I’m told. I beg you to leave here tonight because the dark lord will not be happy with a rejection and he will show up here. Do not waist any time, Dumbledore might have a place for you to go to be safe and I suggest asking him to add some enchantments." Harry's father had sat back down by now and said, "Thank you Severus. I lean over and kiss her wanting lips, she tastes as good as she looks, after what seems an eternity I make her stand up and place her against the corner of the wagon, away from easy looking eyes. Her back is against the wall, we keep kissing, biting on her lips, and my hands run along the curves of her body, finally resting on her perfect ass. My kisses start going south, over her neck and in to her collar bone. She lets out a soft slow moan and starts undoing my belt. Her dress is above her. ” Mallory scoffed and stumbled back, a look of disgust wrought across her face. “You stuck-up precious little bitch. I hate you!” She balled her fists and lunged forward as she screamed. The haymaker she swung spun her entirely around, and she crashed onto the lawn. The impact blasted the wind out of her, and the usually tough-fronting futa started to sob lightly. “Why?” Mallory wept.Daphne said nothing. “Why’d you make me like you if I wasn’t going to be enough for you?” She cried. “Mallory,”.