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Daphne in the library
🕑 Added 2023-03-08 16:21:05 +0000 UTCHey everyone. Welcome to the start of March - a lot of good stuff coming your way this month, fingers crossed. Another chapter this Friday, and some more artwork in the coming weeks.
Here's a little story snippet to accompany the image -- not certain it will be in the main story, but maybe.
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Harry grinned to himself as he spotted Daphne in the library. She was bathed in the winter sunlight, stacking up books to take to Pince - the librarian preferred she only had to process a stack, rather than one book at a time. Outside, a horde of ickle firsties were taking a flying lesson with Madam Hooch, their excited cries causing those studying in the library to tut with irritation.
Her black cloak was hanging off her bare shoulders, pleated skirt just long enough to cover the tops of her stockings.
He looked around at the aisles, at the students studying, at Pince muttering to herself.
He shouldn't...but he had to know.
Daphne stilled herself when she saw him, a rabbit frozen in fear.
"Morning, Daphne."
"Potter."
"Isn't it a beautiful morning? The frost-tipped grass melting as the sun rises..."
"What do you want, Potter?" She said firmly.
"Interesting reading material, Daphne." He peered at the books she was holding. Magic Moste Evile, Dark Arts: A History - Daphne must have gotten a permission note from Snape. No wonder, the greasy git gave them out like candy to his favorites.
"What do you want?" She repeated, frowning.
"I want to know if it's in." He lounged back on the table, grin cocky.
"If what's in?"
"I think you know."
She blushed furiously, staring at him with daggers in her eyes.
"Yes." She whispered, darting her gaze around the library.
"I need to see."
"No! Absolutely not." She shook her head firmly.
"Daphne, either I check myself, or you show me."
"But here?" She swallowed. "Harry, be reasonable--"
"Here, Daphne."
"But Harry--"
"I won't ask again."
Daphne scowled. She set a stack of books on the table to one side, trying to create a blockade on the table to hide them. The tables were high, blocking her, she rationalized.
She pinched her skirt in both hands and slowly, hesitantly, pulled it higher, just enough so he could see her panties. She revealed black suspenders hoisting her stockings up, but his eyes were firmly on her panties. Purple and tight over her pussy, her pronounced mound straining through the sheer fabric. A little gold insignia above her lips. Her ass was so bountiful he could see it from the front, just about.
"Are you wearing your sexy panties, Daphne?" Harry teased. "Did you think you'd run into me today?"
"It's not like that." She snapped.
"Stockings and suspenders? Such a naughty girl. And, for the moment of truth..." His hand slipped between her thighs. She trembled. His fingers slid down over her panties, sliding between her lips, and then reached further back, where a tell-tale glass object protruded from her little ring. The emerald-jeweled buttplug, edges peeking out from the sides of her panties.
He toyed with it a little, pulled it out and then pushed it back in. He played with it until she bit her lip, practically vibrating, her neck snapping to and fro as she looked frantically for anyone watching.
And then, when she was good and worked up, he pulled away.
"Are you happy?!" She growled, clenching her fists.
Harry smiled. "My Daphne is such a good girl. Ten points to Slytherin."
Comments
marlina
nice face selection, her face fit the image of stern and serious beautiful face
