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Star Of The Weasley Family 6: A Cold Night & A Battle Won
🕑 Added 2024-01-06 23:15:11 +0000 UTC[A/N: Slightly more plot-heavy.]
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Such great timing. Ron took out his wand and looked left and right as the sound of rustling leaves and cracking twigs was seemingly coming from each direction. I need to hide until sunset, at least. But where are we?
Ron looked down and noticed sweat drooping from Madam Bones' forehead. He didn't know what it was that led to her condition, but he had no other choice but to hide for now. "I can only wait for you to wake up."
Thankfully, being tall and strong enough, he quickly picked up Madam Bones in his arms and tried to find a gap to escape. Her slender-framed body turned out to be lighter than he had expected, and he easily walked forward.
Bloody hell, now that I remember, I don't know any good battle spells other than Stupefy. Ron cursed his lack of interest. I need to make Hermione teach me some if I survive this.
"There he is!"
"Fuck!" Ron tried to run faster, but how could he with someone on his back? "What spell do I use? I need something silent."
"Umm… L-Leave me…"
Ron heard Madam Bones mumble under her breath, but still remained mostly incapable of moving. "Like hell… Yes, Diffindo, I'll use that."
Crunch!
"There y—"
As soon as Ron heard that shout, he leaped down to the ground with Madam Bones still in his arms. His wand was already out. He stared behind him and flicked without thinking. "Diffindo!"
The magic was invisible, and he had no clue who the enemy was. However, he clearly saw the result as a blood-curdling scream followed. Right from his waist, the enemy got cleaved apart. Ron was taken aback, quickly looked away, and picked Madam Bones again to make a run for it.
In the heat of the moment, he never realized that he had taken someone's life that evening.
Panting, gasping for breath, he dragged Madam Bones with himself and finally found a large tree with a hole in its trunk. It wasn't too big, but enough to find shelter for the oncoming night. The sky had almost lost all its bright hue, and he hoped those after him would call off the search soon.
In a few minutes, to his relief, it started raining. Making it less likely that they would keep the search going.
"Madam Bones." Finally, after some time, he tried to wake the woman up. But when he touched her forehead, he realized she had a fever. "What in Merlin's name happened to you?"
"B-Backlash," Madam Bones suddenly murmured, with half-opened eyes. "S-Someone placed something on me… Check my pockets."
Ron didn't think twice and patted her clothes. Since she wore a long office skirt, there were no pockets. So, he checked her black coat, fumbling around and, in doing so, realizing how toned and firm her body was. He could feel muscles on her sides, belly, and arms when he mistakenly touched them.
"This? It's just a paper with… something written on it."
Madam Bones looked angered, "A traitor in the Ministry… This was a planned attack on you. You must escape, Mr. Weasley."
"I'll pass," Ron replied without thinking. "It's raining outside, and it's dark. We don't even know where we are. Can't you Apparate us away?"
"I-I ugh…" Madam Bones almost lost her consciousness again. "We don't know where we are. I-If it's too far away… we could die."
"Then try to somehow signal the ministry about our whereabouts," Ron asked her and took out Madam Bones' wand from her coat.
Weakly, Madam Bones clenched her wand in her hands and tried to flick it. She attempted it a few times, her expressions only getting more grave. "N-Not working… they must have placed countermeasures. We need one of their wands…"
Ron tiredly sighed and sat down on his ass, very close to Madam Bones' body resting against the tree's wall inside. "I… I defeated one. But I can only look for it in th—"
"Mr. Weasley!" Madam Bones raised her voice all of a sudden. "Y-Your shoulder! It's bleeding?"
"Bleeding?" Ron looked down at his right shoulder, and there it was. His formal white shirt had turned crimson red. "When did this happen?"
"Show-ugh… me, the wound," Madam Bones asked, feeling utterly helpless in her condition. But at least she could heal him, she reckoned.
Ron felt worried, too, and wasted no time to throw off his tie and remove his shirt. He could feel the wetness of blood all over his shoulder skin. But surprisingly, there wasn't much pain.
"C-Come closer," Madam Bones weakly called him closer and raised her wand. "We… Need to stop the bleeding."
Ron agreed and leaned down closer to Madam Bones' face while sitting on her side. Prepared, she pointed her wand at his shoulder and patched him up with a low-level healing spell, something Aurors often used.
"This…umm…" she tried to say something, but lost consciousness again. Her head dropped to the side, on Ron's uninjured shoulder.
I don't think we're getting out of here tonight. Ron reckoned and decided to at least make the night safe for themselves. With the hole in the tree trunk, they at least had a roof over their heads, but the entrance was wide open for wild animals or the Death Eaters. Engorgio should be enough to block the entrance.
So, Ron placed his jacket on the ground, and made Madam Bones lie down, albeit with legs folded a little since there wasn't much space. Then he got up and collected some leaves, stones, and sticks to enlarge them and finally make a sort of blockade.
Thank you for the lunchbox, Mum. Tired by the end, he silently relaxed and ate half of the lunch before trying to lie down and rest as well.
But right away, an issue arose. There wasn't enough space. Since they were inside a tree, the area was round, and only the middle part had enough space for them to actually lie down, and even that was cramped.
"Ugh…" Ron looked at Madam Bones sleeping, her back towards him while her knees were folded a little. "I… I hope she won't arrest me for this."
He gulped and laid down behind Madam Bones. He tried his best to maintain some distance between their bodies, but it was hard. Any moment he relaxed; he'd feel himself spooning the slender woman from behind.
No, no… Why am I getting hard now? Ron cursed under his breath, and instead of falling asleep, he started to feel wide awake. This is bad.
"Hmm?" Madam Bones suddenly made some noise.
Ron froze in his place, but to his rotten luck, Madam Bones tried to look behind herself and pushed her entire back against him, searching for warmth. Ron felt her soft, shapely firm rear against his rock-hard wood.
Ah, she noticed it too! Ron sensed the short twitch from her as she tried to make some space, but only to fail since there was none.
"I'm sorry," he apologized and instantly wondered if he was too dumb.
I'm sorry? Really? I should have just kept my mouth shut. Now she'll have to respond too.
"T-Thank you for saving me, Mr. Weasley. Let's rest now. We don't know what we'll have to fight against in the morning," Madam Bones replied, as she smartly changed the topic and closed her eyes again, slowly feeling better as time passed.
Thankfully, there was no light, so Ron didn't feel as conscious about it and tried to close his eyes to sleep. In the moments that followed, he never realized when he drifted into sleep and entered the realm of dreams.
With the back of Madam Bones against his firm chest, her rear pressing against his erection, the dreams couldn't be anything but ordinary. When they started, and where they started, Ron had no idea, but he saw a beautiful blonde girl moaning as he spooned her from behind, undressed all the way, and his cock sliding in and out with increasing moans from her mouth.
"Umm… Fleur…" Ron mumbled, squeezing the blonde beauty against himself in his dreams, sliding his hands to her front and fondling her ample breast. His humps, slow and deep, drew great pleasure for both.
He kept at it for a while until he felt an intense tension in his groins. It became unbearable, and eventually, the dream popped, and he woke up from deep slumber, only to realize his body was shivering cold.
Beyond that, he noticed the predicament he was in.
Somehow, he could feel satin-smooth skin underneath his palm that now rested on the side of Madam Bones' thighs, her long skirt raised all the way up to her waist. While his other arm squeezed underneath her neck, and his hand gripped her covered breast, groping it.
"Ugh!" But Ron groaned for a different reason. He couldn’t believe it, his cock had found itself in the open air, and Madam Bones' arm under her body had squeezed to the back, gripping his length and gently stroking it.
W-What the hell happened? Ron asked himself and breathed heavily onto Madam Bones' nape. Her light brown, short hair teased his face. She's stroking me… Why?
No doubt, he still felt the shivering cold, and goosebumps rose on his skin. He felt the same on Madam Bones’ naked thighs as well. Sadly he couldn't see anything in that darkness. But he did feel the texture of her soft panties as his cock's head probed the gap between her slender, long legs.
Ron gulped and resumed caressing her warm, tender flesh. He squeezed his hand on her thigh and slid it further towards her womanhood, finding even hotter flesh and surprisingly moist warmth. His other hand continued to fondle her breasts with fervor, searching for her tip.
"Hmmm…" Madam Bones reacted for the first time, moaning.
She's letting me touch her. There's no way she doesn’t realize I'm awake. Ron felt aroused, curious, thrilled, and, at the same time, scared. Is she okay with this?
Ron knew she was much older than him, but that didn't matter. She was still a tall beauty with a personality that made her seem mysterious. And hence, this little moment between them felt so much more arousing.
Amelia Bones was stroking his cock, Ron realized, and pushed his hips forward, sliding between her slender thighs, teasing below her panties that hid her core. It took everything from him to not start pumping, but her hand that still gripped his length near the base and stroked him reminded him to maintain some modesty.
I can't… I'm shivering. Ron squeezed her back tighter and tried lifting her shirt underneath her spoiled and open coat. It wasn't easy as he had to pull her shirt out of the skirt, and then further up with her weight.
She's helping!
Just then, he noticed a sudden shift, and Madam Bones raised her waist a little to let Ron pull her shirt all the way up to her neck. Without a second wasted, Ron pushed her bra up as well and got hold of her mature flesh, warm and pert in his palm, her tight budding tips asking for a tease.
Can I go further? Ron asked himself. Merlin, I hope I'm not digging my grave here.
Ron cautiously started moving his hips, slowly grinding onto her fleshy ass. He took a deep whiff of her hair, gently kissing her nape. He didn’t feel any rejection from her body, not even stiffening up. She allowed him to grope and fondle her body, whispering sultry moans as he pinched and tugged her tips.
She removed her hand from Ron's shaft, allowing his straining erection to ease into the gap in her thighs. Ron pressed his pelvis even closer, sliding his molten need in and out between her gap. He could feel the soft squeeze of her legs, becoming even more brave as his thirst started to build up.
Ron’s other hand teased her nipple from underneath her bra, spooning her, while his other hand dove under her skirt’s waistband and panties, searching for her clitoris. Her body quivered a little as she felt his titillating fingers crawl over her pelvis, brushing over her damp petals and reaching her heating kernel of pleasure.
Drowning in the soft sensation engulfing his erect member, Ron grunted a few times, muttering, “It’s so cold…”
“Hmmm… ugh,” Madam Bones moaned heatedly in response, her face clearly blushing all over.
Taking her answer as a cue, Ron swiftly pulled down her white cotton underwear towards her knees, leaving her skirt to bunch up around her waist. Doing so, his hands brushed against her smooth, taut skin, causing her to shiver from the touch.
He dragged his fingers down her vulnerable thigh, hooking her knee and raising it up in the cold air. Her core opened up for him, allowing him to feel how soaked she was down there, clearly ready for his driving need to plunder. It was a sensation to behold, gleaming with her essence. He was sure she clearly wanted it now.
The tall Auror arched her back a little, allowing her honey-soft mounds to press onto Ron’s fondling hand, while her ass pressed onto his heated pelvis and shaft even more. Ron vigorously moved his hips, causing his staff to brush against her petals as his swollen head parted them.
With a few more thrusts, his crown parted its way in, entering her magical depth. Ron’s body tingled a little as he felt his cock finally entering her, while Madam Bones swayed her head back, feeling the pleasure deep in her core as the bumps of his cock brushed against her petals.
Ron’s movements started to quicken. He delved deeper into her with each rhythmic push. He felt her body move against him, her hips swaying with longing. The deeper he went, the more she whimpered in delight, reaching her hand back and grabbing a hand full of his hair, clearly asking for more, pulling him as close as possible.
"Still so cold…" Ron muttered into her hair and attempted to turn the arousing Auror around to face him with his hand now on her shoulder.
Suddenly, Madam Bones moved forward, leaving the warmth of his nectar-covered cock. Ron was worried that she might have regretted it, but to his surprise, she turned around and faced him.
Without saying a word, she threw one leg over Ron’s hips. Her one hand guided his cock to her pussy, letting his purple head back into the heat of her body. He went in smoothly, aided by her dripping juices.
Half of his straining manhood was already inside, stretching her wet walls, causing her to whine and whimper dreamily. He moved in, inch by inch, taking in all the pleasure. Her inner wall clenched and released, kneading his shaft vigorously.
The feeling was beyond what he thought it would be like, since her well-trained muscles could milk him in perfect rhythm. It was as if she perfectly timed it with his thrusting movements, obviously experienced.
Can I push further? Ron wondered and, instinctively, leaned his head forward and tried to kiss Madam Bones. In that moment, he felt the plump, soft, and thin lips grace his own, along with a shudder from her.
"Umh… Ah, oh…" Madam Bones moaned and opened her lips apart. Before Ron could explore her mouth, she spilled her tongue into him, sharing the warmth so well. Right then, her hands began unbuttoning his shirt. "Cold… hmmm?"
This is awesome! Ron forgot everything and relished in this blind passion.
Madam Bones unbuttoned his shirt, top to bottom, and moved closer to squeeze her bare breast against his chest, sharing their warmth with each other. He could feel her naked skin on his body, her lush, fleshy, gentle breasts like silk. He heated up even more, turning his slow thrust into wild plowing, fully filling her up to strike the deepest part of her.
Their bodies collided in passion, searching for that last ounce of sheer bliss. Ron plowed and pounded into her, holding on the bottom of her lifted leg, stopping her from lowering it out of instinct. He would sometimes hold it even higher, shoving his cock in as deep as he can.
Her body twitched and stiffened up, reaching her peak at last. Nasty squelching sounds started to echo in the hollowed tree as her honeypot overflowed with her juices. Her face flushed crimson in darkness and was reaching that ecstasy-filled peak.
“Oohhh…” She loudly moaned, gripping Ron’s hair in one hand while the other grabbed hold of his hip to make him hold his tough-as-steel cock in as deep as possible, pressing on her soaked walls.
Ron could feel her insides flooding with hot juices, covering his entire cock in heat and dripping to their thighs. He enjoyed the feeling deep within her, but he wasn’t done yet. He wanted more of her heat, his tongue still brushing against hers, reckless and wild. He wanted to fuck her senselessly, to see her enjoy his cock to the fullest.
He suddenly held both of her shoulders, forcefully pulling her up to sit on top of his still swollen and throbbing flesh as he lay on the ground. Madam Bones jolted a little but instantly felt delight as his cock now went even deeper from her body weight.
The kiss never broke away, as they both still enjoyed the coiling of each other’s tongues. Her soft mounds continued to squeeze between them, pressing wildly against his chest.
Ron held on to her well-toned hips so hard his finger left small red marks on her pure ivory skin. He kneaded and moved them, gesturing for her to take control and indulge in the rigid part of him. He wanted her to move on her own, fully pleasuring him.
He could feel the hint of a smile on her mouth while he continued to nibble on her lips. Her body started to move, answering the upward thrust of his body. Her ass moved round and round, grinding on him, steering his cock like a joystick. Her knees sometimes jumped, sometimes bent even lower, aiding his wild thrusts.
His cock moved in and out, sometimes clenched deep inside, swayed back and forth. Ron could feel it all as his cock explored every nook and cranny of her soaking cave of lust. Madam Bones sometimes moved quickly, slowly, drawing in ecstasy as though she were moving in whipped cream.
They kissed like no tomorrow in the moment of heated desire. The cold, the rain outside, and the current dangerous situation acted like a catalyst, causing them to lose themselves in the moment. The heat that they shared radiated through their bodies, causing them to sweat a little, sticking to each other’s skin.
“Ohh... Ohhh… Yes, Mr. Weasley… Yesss!” Madam Bones finally cried out in heated whispers, losing all sense of decorum. She finally broke away from the kiss, sat up on his devouring cock, and allowed his cock to impale her fully. Her knees started to jump, pumping her own body on his saluting flesh and slapping their flesh together.
It had been a long time since she felt this way, losing herself in wild fucking. She knew this wasn’t a moment to do so, but her craving had won over her sense of caution. All she wanted right now was a mind-numbing climax as the thrill crawled all over her mind and body. She was even more thrilled as she felt like she was in control.
Ron enjoyed every inch of her flesh. His fingers recklessly tasted every part of her smooth skin, pinching and kneading her taut, swollen nipples. His hands tugged at her mounds to give her even more pleasure as she landed on him, time after time.
“Oh … oh… Oh…” Her tone dipped and rose, gasping every time he struck gold. Both her hands were plastered on his chest, supporting her body’s rough movement.
“Ghh… Madam… Agh…” He groaned at the bliss his cock was engulfed in.
Finally, with a shoving thrust of his hips, he stayed buried deep within her and released his pent-up heat. His embalming injection burst within her core, coating her walls in white cream. His hands clenched on both her mounds, fingers submerged in her soft clouds.
At that instance, Madam Bones’ belly also knotted up, straining the last barrier, bursting with that heavenly feeling of release. She threw her head up, her lips opened in a silent cry of deliverance, letting her nectar flow out onto his cock, and trickle down to his pelvis.
Both their juices filled her up to the brim, mixing inside her. She could feel the lost sensation she hadn’t felt for a long time, deep pleasure surging through her tight body.
However, Ron didn’t stop there. He saw how magnificent her climactic expression was and indulged in a few more plunges before his cock started to relax. Her body shivered, and goosebumps rose as Ron’s finale squelched inside her flooding pussy, giving her that last burst of delight, burning her into a cinder.
They both heaved in exhaustion, panting out of breath. Madam Bones finally relaxed her body, leaning and curling on top of Ron as they kissed once more, sloppily with dripping saliva. Ron felt like it was some perverted sense of claiming or maybe even gratitude. He didn’t know which one, but either way, he knew she liked it.
Madam Bone finally rested her head in the nook of Ron’s neck while Ron’s hand was still on her gentle breast. Madam Bones hummed a little, trying to steady her breath and feeling a little ticklish at Ron’s touch.
No one said a word, even when Ron felt his now limp cock still soak in their juices, and Madam Bones’ pussy still dripping with thick, sticky cum. The heat they had shared was enough to make them relax a little in the cold air of the night.
They stayed that way for a long time, eventually falling asleep half-naked in each other's arms.
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Morning came, and the rain stopped. Ron woke up and found himself dressed in neat and clean clothes. As if what happened in the darkness of the night was just a dream, he found Madam Bones acting as usual, sitting at the side fully clothed. Her hair was neatly tied, and her face was emotionless.
I hope she forgets what happened last night.
"That wound you received had become infected," Madam Bones said. "I healed it as much as possible, but you still need medicine to drink."
So we're not going to talk about it? Works for me. Ron sat up and noticed the untouched lunchbox from the previous night.
"You should eat something, Madam Bones," he suggested and opened it, taking out the sandwiches. "We don't know how many there are."
Sighing, she nodded and shared the food with him. Looking much better, she was able to use magic to warm the food. But most of the time was spent in silence there.
"Let's move. We need to find the one you defeated yesterday. If the wand is still there, I can possibly use that to contact the Ministry." She got up and removed the clumsy blockade Ron had made to hide the entrance. "Stay behind me."
"Yes, Madam Bones." Ron, like a good, innocent boy, walked behind her. But sometimes, he couldn't help but glance at her shapely, swaying rear. The warmth he had felt between them wasn't something he was going to forget for a long time.
Crunch!
"There!" Madam Bones quickly crouched and aimed her wand to the left.
But right then, another rustling of leaves reverberated, and Ron aimed to the right. "They are all around us. We will have to fight, Madam Bones."
"Can you fight?"
Ron honestly had no answer. "I… I've been very lucky with my shots these past few months."
"Very well, use the most lethal spells you know. Don't give them a second chance to retaliate," Madam Bones instructed him like he was an Auror. "Stay behind me. You most likely don't know the Protego charm."
"There they are!"
"Avada Kedavara!"
In a few moments, chaos ensued. Death Eaters started to pour in from all sides, flashing spells with their wands at them. Thankfully, Madam Bones was proficient in dueling and blocked the attacks. But, as more enemies came, it slowly started to become a struggle.
"Hit them with something, Mr. Weasley. I will keep them at bay."
Ron agreed and thought of a lethal spell. Something deadly? Then, that one should do the trick.
"Here I go!" Ron waved his wand and roared towards one of the enemies. "KROO-see-oh!"
Thud!
An invisible blast of his anger raged through and hit one of the wizards he didn't know, and seriously didn't care about.
"..."
Madam Bones was left in shock at Ron's choice of curse. "An unforgivable curse?!"
Ron just realized he had committed a crime worthy of Azkaban. "P-Professor Moody taught this to us… The fake Moody."
"It's self-defense," Madam Bones replied and focused back on the nine wizards left. "Keep using it! Knock them all out. But don't use the Killing Curse. If these are Death Eaters, they all must be from influential families… they will cause you trouble."
Ron nodded and, from there, started his frenzy of attacks. "KROO-see-oh! KROO-see-oh! KROO-see-oh! KROO-see-oh!"
"Argh!"
"Noooo!"
Thud!
One after another, as if Ron had become a killing machine, he shot one wizard down with one spell each. It was a great efficiency since the enemies jumped around regularly. However, as they started becoming wary of the one they considered 'just a boy', the Crucio became less effective.
"Five left… I can't hit them," Ron complained as he kept waving his wand in the air.
"I'll deal with them. Stay behind me," Madam Bones replied and started walking forward toward the enemies. Even after having deflecting attacks from ten wizards, she swung her wand and fought like a master.
It was a pure display of magic by a badass Auror, and it was absolutely awe-inspiring. The head of DMLE moved so swiftly and dangerously, sometimes not even bothering to say her spell aloud. Shielding, deflecting, and attacking, it looked like a dance.
I can't believe this… Ron was in absolute awe of this powerful woman. I did it with someone like her? Merlin, save me!
After seeing her acting like a killing machine, and being so serious, he couldn't help but feel a little scared. But, not wanting to be seen as weak, he chose to attack as well. Being slightly taller than her at six feet, Ron had a good view.
"KROO-see-oh!" He chose the same spell.
"Avad—"
"What?!" Ron suddenly heard a voice from behind and jumped at Madam Bones. "Duck!"
Woosh!
The Killing Curse flew over them and hit one of the enemies, instantly killing him.
Ron wasted no time, grabbed small sticks and stones, and threw them towards the attacker behind him. "Engorgio!"
The sticks and stones instantly enlarged and flew at the enemy, taking his concentration away and making him use a spell to remove the projectiles.
"Fuck off—Long-haired Malfoy!" Ron roared and leaped towards the attacker right behind the blocking stones and sticks. "KROO-see-oh!"
And it was a bloody success, won by an inch. Right on Ron's face, the stones exploded, some shards even hitting him on the cheeks and forehead, leaving him bloodied. However, already in his leap, his Crucio went ahead and hit the man.
"Arrrrgh!"
Thud!
"Yes!" Ron landed right on top of Lucius Malfoy's body. "Stupefy!"
Then, a few more, Crucio and Stupefy went off to ensure the man was thoroughly subdued. But when he looked behind, he noticed Madam Bones was hit in all that chaos and was bleeding from her lips and shoulder.
God damn it! Even a top Auror has a limit. Ron clenched his teeth and trusted in his luck to make a run for it. Only two more enemies were left anyway.
"Confundus!" Ron first hit one of them with a confusing charm. "Stupefy!"
Thud!
That sealed the deal, and Madam Bones dealt with the last one by then. But right after that, she fell to her knees, bleeding from her shoulder. She tried to give herself some first aid and stop the blood, but the weak feeling persisted.
"W-Wand… their wand."
Ron quickly handed her Lucius' wand. "Here!"
She masterfully used it and did some unknown magic that probably alerted the Ministry. But after that, she lost her strength and began falling back, only to find Ron catching her and making her lean her back against his chest, sitting between his legs.
She looks even hotter after a battle. Ron looked at her face and, honestly, felt flustered. What a strange beauty… I never knew this was also my type.
"You should become an Auror, Mr. Weasley," Madam Bones said, showing a very rare hint of a smile with faint blush. "You fought better than the best of Aurors I know… without knowing half the spells we do."
Ron immediately remembered his father asking him what he wanted to do in life. "Can I serve with you then?"
She nodded softly. "You will work under me."
Under you? Ron heard that and couldn't help but feel a flinch in his loins. I won't mind, honestly.
"I think I just might…"
Flash!
Pop!
Woosh!
"Madam Bones!"
"Quick, capture the criminals!"
"Set a perimeter!"
Just as they were speaking, a dozen Aurors arrived and took over the battle scene. Moody followed behind and arrived after them.
"C-Check Mr. Weasley first," Madam Bones ordered while still resting in Ron's arms. "His face is still bleeding."
What an awesome lady. Ron silently admired her professionalism. Prioritizing him despite being injured worse than he was. Our secret will die with me.
Moody walked over to them, his fake eye violently rotating. Eventually, he sneered at the distance. "Good job, Malfoys are done after this."
Thank me later, Harry. Ron silently rejoiced.
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[A/N: With Lord Malfoy caught, a certain distressed noble lady shall be in need of some aid, I guess.]
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Lord Mehmeh
Boss lady got some big-deeeeetox
