"Fuck my pussy! yeah! fuck my pussy harder!!!" you begged. I pulled out my cock and flipped you on your back, you legs in the air as I pushed my cock ...ack into you and I got on top of you. I put my hand around your neck as I slapped you repeatedly, looking you right in the face. "You like that huh? you like getting treated like a bitch?" I asked. "Fuck yeah!! im a fucking bitch!! fuck my pussy!!" I continued to slap your face as I choked you now with both hands, pounding you so hard. You threw. But the undesirables were almost equal in number to the decent wizards, and a longer, fiercer and a far more deadly battle soon was underway as the Ministry waged war on itself. Prior to returning to the Ministry to join in the fight, McGonagall arranged for the teens to be apparated home, except for Harry, Imogen and Hermione. Imogen had no home to go to, and Hermione's parents had been in hiding since Skeeter's disappearance. And it was ridiculous to think of placing Harry with his useless. A fairly nondescript man she'd never seen before stood outside. "What do you want?" she said, a little too harshly."Oh, I was in the area and just thought I'd drop by," the man said, his eyes glowing red and a hint of horns starting to emerge from his forehead."Gruthsorik!" Claire gasped and then leapt into his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him deeply. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him. She could feel him changing beneath her, his faux clothing fading. Have a nice life." But our date wasn't until tomorrow night Lucy?" All I heard was a click. She'd hung up—Boy, what a stupid mistake to lose such a wonderful girl about.I turned around and moped back to the table. I was just about to start to cry, when Jenna rubbing my back said, "She wasn't good enough for you, Aaron. You need a girl, closer to your own age, who isn't so, self-important. A girl who can give herself to you completely. Someone you can love and laugh with ... someone who ... Why.