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Harry new that today would be an eventful day from the moment he stepped out of his common room and saw two Gryffindor students being dragged the opposite way by Filch, Mrs Dorris trotting faithfully behind him. Harry looked the opposite way and a broad smile took over his face, he knew it was wrong but he secretly enjoyed Umbridge’s rule making, it meant that he got to watch her assert her authority and see Hogwarts’s bend to her will. A shudder ran down his spine, his whole body shaking. He quelled his smile and made his way to his DADA class.  

Harry arrived at the class on time and peeked into the class to see Umbridge seated stiffly at her desk. When the time came for the students to enter the class Harry remained outside, leaning on the wall around the corner of the classroom. When he heard the shrill voice of Umbridge taking attendance he allowed the smile to crawl back onto his face, when he heard his voice called he stifled a groan. He stood outside the room long enough for the annoyance that Umbridge would feel to settle in the pit of her stomach and then he dropped his smile and sauntered into the classroom. Umbridge shot him a look that told him that she could kill, maybe she would, ‘Potter I see you finally decided to show, take your seat’. Harry sat down but moved slowly and purposefully maintaining eye contact with his pink clad teacher. Today she was dressed much the same as she did every day, a long skirt and blazer in a sickly shade of pink, not to mention her tightly curled mousey brown hair. He pulled his chair out slowly and sat down with a light thump as his ass hit the chair.

Umbridge resumed the lesson, and although there were the occasional whispers about how they should be taught differently most listened half-heartedly. Hearing those whispers made Harry want to throttle his classmates. Eventually the lesson ended and as everyone moved to pack away their things Umbridge cleared her throat and spoke loudly and directly to Harry. ‘Mr Potter, I would like you to come and see me in my office after lunch to discuss your lateness’ her shrill voice raising goose bumps over his body. ‘Certainly’ it was concise and needn’t be any more than that, he smiled sweetly and left.

Lunch in the Great Hall was uninteresting and all Harry could think about was Umbridge, the way her skirt rode up to reveal her knees when she sat, the way her blazer tightened around her waist when she turned, the way her wrinkles became more prevalent on her face when she scowled.  His dick began to harden and Harry realized that he needed to leave before he was stuck in the hall until he could move to leave without attracting unwanted attention due to his traitorous cock. Looking around he saw that the hall was gradually clearing out anyway meaning it was time for him to go and see the object of his desire.

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Ron was beginning to get restless, he was waiting for the rest of his dorm mates to fall asleep, so he could sneak out for some late-night fun. Although it was more difficult now than it would have been if he’d begun his romance earlier after the war most found I difficult to sleep instead talking late into the night to stave off the nightmares. Especially Harry, Ron loved his best friend as much as anyone also would love their best friend, but it was beginning to grate on him how he couldn’t get out, on the nights that Harry did sleep he woke at the slightest sound. Tonight, would be different Ron had finally had enough and slipped a sleeping potion into everyone’s drinks and waited for it to take effect, all the boys were sleeping. Small snores followed him as he passed each bad careful to avoid the floorboards he knew would groan under his weight. He gently pulled the door open and made his way down the stairs with no problems until he realised there was someone sleeping in the common room, quite a few people actually, and as he began to tiptoe past them discovered that one of them was Hermione. He managed to make it all the way to the back of the painting when a hand brushed his shoulder making him quite literally jump into the air ‘’Ron?’’ Hermione whispered softly as she tried to stifle her laughter. ‘’That’s not funny ‘mione’’ He complained trying to control his breathing, she stopped laughing and her smile turned into more of a frown, ‘’Where are you going Ron?’’ she said her voice on the verge of breaking. He tried not to meet her eyes instead opting to look at the ground, but his kind girlfriend lifted his chin, so his eyes did meet hers and he saw tears welling in her eyes. ‘’You’re going to see him, aren’t you? When you told me about him I thought you were joking, it’s just wrong’’. Ron pulled her hand away his hand wrapped around her wrist gently. ‘’Listen Hermione just because I want this doesn’t mean I want you any less, I want to be with you, but I can’t stop thinking about him’’. ‘’Ok, only if you’re sure’’ She said before wiping her eyes and standing on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek before she turned and left heading to her dorm.

The corridor was cold when Ron stepped out of the dorm shivering he wrapped his arms around him before realising he would have to stop holding himself if he wanted to use both his wand to cast lumos and to hold the marauders map that he ‘borrowed’ from Harry when he ‘fell asleep’. He shook his head trying to dispel the guilt before beginning to walk down the corridor. He had his goal in mind and began walking to the room until he was stood around the corner. It really was cold and now he wished that he’d thought to bring the invisibility cloak as well to keep him warm and to hide him from any curious eyes that might be spying on him.

He ended up waiting around a half an hour before he saw movement from the room and he ducked waiting until he saw the retreating figure before he sprinted to the door before it could close, the room was warm almost stifling and cluttered but clean. The walls had no pictures of the man himself but many of Umbridge and a lot of plates with mewling kittens, probably presents from his friend. Ron stalked through the room after having the revelation that the man he wanted was not so desperately alone, seducing him may be more difficult than he first thought.

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