Imogen's owl, Olwyna, had dropped off a letter for her at the start of breakfast, and once everyone settled down after seeing Draco, she broke the sea... and settled down to read it. It was of course the latest missive from Rita Skeeter. Imogen read the letter with increasing excitement, but said nothing. She would have to wait until later in the day before telling Harry, Ron and Hermione, when there was no one around to overhear.Neville wished he could have used the Room of Requirement. Had he. They walked thru a narrow path that cut thru from the back of her house weaving its way to the ancient cemetery. He carried the basket for her. There was no need for the flashlight as the moon was so bright.They chatted along the way and would joke and laugh and he would look down at her and smile every now and then. They were so happy in each other's company.They reached the old graveyard in 10 minutes."It's very beautiful, isn't it?" She asked."Yes, it is and very old, indeed." He. If you feel her kissing back push your tongue into her mouth and get your hand inside her blouse. Her nipples will be hard by now and you can play with them but keep your tongue working inside her mouth. Now reach down and lift her skirt, nobody can see what you're doing, except me, and I'll be enjoying the view. Hold her skirt up to her waist and pull her knickers down to her ankles. Then we will both be able to see the cunt that you'll soon be fucking. Get your fingers working on her cunt. Soon we were at the last place I wanted to be,Francine's of Hollywood, a store which carried some of the sluttiestclothes around, just the store for a young bimbo like Prissy-Sissy.She immediately made her way to the Valentines Day dresses and startedflipping through what was available. She pulled out a dress and said, Ithink this will be perfect. Just then a young saleswoman came up to usand asked if she could help us find something. "Aunty" Helen said thatshe thought we'd found the perfect.