30 Results with the "Short Story" genre
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The library was nearly empty at this hour. Most eighth-years were at dinner or holed up in the common rooms, enjoying their Friday evening freedom. Harry sat in their usual alcove, tucked away in the Restricted Section where Hermione had convinced Madam Pince to grant them research access. His Charms textbook lay open in front of him, but he wasn’t reading it. Hermione knelt between his legs, her head bobbing steadily as she worked his cock with practiced skill. Her school robes were gone, left in…-
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Advanced Studies (Harry/Fleur)
The quill scratched against parchment in the quiet of Harry’s office, a rhythmic sound that had become the soundtrack to his evenings. Mark. Grade. Next. He’d been at it for hours, working through a stack of essays that all said the same thing in slightly different words. Switching Spells, chapter twelve, regurgitated with varying degrees of competence. Harry set down his quill and pressed his fingers against his eyes, trying to ease the dull ache building behind them. The candle on his desk had…-
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The Best Mistake (Harry/Daphne)
The corridor smelled like candied pineapple. Harry tried breathing through his mouth while Slughorn’s hand thumped down on his shoulder. “Now, Harry, my boy, the Christmas party!” Slughorn’s mustache quivered. “Have you given thought to your guest? Young Miss Belby has been asking. Miss Macmillan is lovely, very well connected…” Harry glanced down the hall where Ron was waiting. “Right. Yeah. I’ll be there, Professor.” “Splendid! But your companion is so important. Young…-
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The Hokage's Prescription (Naruto/Ino) After a brutal mission leaves her mind feeling violated, Ino seeks out the one person whose presence is powerful enough to scour her clean. She finds Hokage Naruto buried in paperwork, and he has his own stress to relieve. Ugh, that was… gross. Ino's eyes snapped open, and she just breathed for a second. Like, really breathed. The air in the room was cool and still, totally normal, but it felt amazing in her lungs after being… in there. She could…
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Chapter 3: A Veela’s Hunger
The morning sunlight bathed the cozy kitchen of Shell Cottage in a warm glow. Fleur Delacour Weasley moved gracefully between the stove and the small wooden table. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the rich aroma of sizzling eggs and buttered toast. She hummed softly under her breath, her movements fluid and elegant even in the simplicity of her routine.Bill sat at the table, his face partially obscured by the Daily Prophet. His hair, once wild and rakish, was now neatly tied back, with faint…-
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