Sarah Copper made Fred Weasley's pulse race. There was something about the confidence that did it for him.
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"So, Sarah - " George began.
"We were hoping we could have your help?" Fred continued, draping an arm on the back of the sofa.
"Sure! What do you guys need?" Sarah asked, pushing her dark hair out of her eyes. George glanced at Fred, waiting for him to explain.
"We need a sleeping draught potion," said Fred. He could see the clocks working in Sarah's mind, weighing out possibilities.
Finally, Sarah spoke, "Alright, but I think we already have a problem."
Sarah reached into her bag, pulling out 'Advanced Potion making 6'. She opened it to the contents, using her finger to single out the sleeping draught. She turned to the page, her eyes glued to the ingredients.
"Ok, I'm going to need an apple, which is the easy bit to get," Sarah began, whilst Fred and George leaned over each shoulder to see the problem. They didn't see anything out of the ordinary.
"What's the problem, then?" George and Fred chimed. Sarah smiled slightly, and for a moment, the twins thought they'd convinced her.
"We need one Newt's spleen, which I ran out of," Sarah replied, her smile gone. It was replaced by a look of determination, mixed with a hint of excitement.
"But, I know where we can find one," Sarah added, her voice as low as a whisper. Fred and George glanced at each other in curiosity, hoping Sarah would go on.
"What are you saying?" Fred asked when Sarah didn't say anything. She did snap the book shut in excitement, standing up and stuffing it in her bag. Sarah turned back to the twins, who were also standing.
"We're going to steal the spleen from Snape - " Sarah began, but Fred and George already knew how this was going to go.
"- We're in!" They exclaimed in unison, causing Sarah to laugh.
TW // MENTIONS OF DRUGS, ALCOHOL, EXPLICIT LANGUAGE, EXPLICIT THEMES
☆ | MAY 2020 ~ PRESENT | ☆
She retracted her hand from my grasp, and placed it against my cheek delicately instead. "I'm sure, I'm just worried I won't be good. I've never," she bit her lip.
I chuckled lightly, pulling her body over so that it laid ontop of mine. A small gasp left her lips as she felt the stiff buldge of my cock rest directly underneath her heat.
"Anything you do will be perfect, baby. This is all for your purpose, we'll learn each other's preferences as we go."
She sent me a small thankful smile, before pulling her body off of mine, and perched herself between my legs.
"May I?" She asked for consent, gesturing cutely to the sweatpants and boxers I wore. I smirked cheekily at her, lifting my hips in response to aid her.
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Ophelia Russell was Hufflepuff's innocent sweetheart. She was incredibly smart, very welcoming, and extremely pretty. But entirely inexperienced in all things that came with 'relationships.'
When she overhears a conversation between one of the Weasley twins and a professor about failing a class, she can't help but make a proposition for him.
Study Lessons for Relationship Lessons.
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Mature!! There will be sexual scenes without warning! Short story, and not entirely focused on the actual plot of Harry Potter so don't yell at me. ♡
Lessons In Life is now COMPLETE. I plan on editing later and fixing a few small plot holes that exist. Don't yell at me, I'm fragile.