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... Cummings tapped his wand briskly against his thigh and gave an annoyed huff. "That...Malfoy seemed to fall from his drunken high and barely kept from nodding off after...Harry’s voice broke into an unmanly high pitched screech on the last word. ...Greengrass Daughter Gives Gay Malfoy Heir the Boot! , the Daily Prophet’s front page had...come out of the pages of a fashion magazine, to make Harry’s life ...

All is Bright...Part 1

... the blanket-covered heap with his boot. Green eyes peered at him from ...off. He held an out-of-fashion garment to Harry, who didn’t ... was still at the height of fashion. Sirius turned to make sure his ... and his pale arse, pert and high, made Sirius realise how very long ... so he could look his fill. High cheekbones for a boy, but that...loose and patted Harry on the thigh. “No harm done,” he assured. ...

Butter Pecan #5 + Rocky Road #8 + unashamed theft of pluspoli's formatting if you didn't notice

...at school and in this fashion we began to have to...that came almost to my thigh and nothing with sticky leaves...student, Carl dropped out of high school and does something with...I can remember someone was high, say, at a New Year...possibly breaded and fried to boot); and the desk where he...up against the wall whose high circular window looked out on...as just him being accidentally high on an ill-done chemical...

Happy Yule Balls, o0o_faor_o0o!

... many Muggles would call a paranoid fashion, but checking his back had become ...Britain, at least not in this fashion. Unlike the years he spent at ... that door with their head held high was more than enough to remind...hand to the edge of his boot to withdraw his wand. He paused...to bite the inside of his thigh, Harry’s muscles were as tense...Harry’s arse and down his thigh that they finally moved. Draco’s...

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...." Tapping his blade against his thigh, he sneered while adding, "Tell me...her limbs flailing in a comical fashion before he righted her on the... at daybreak the Collinsport Junior High Band would practice woefully. Would ... whether she could kick his boot away and lock him out. ... her calf, and the shapely thigh easily revealed by her short ..., short and billowing from a high waist, topped by a diaphanous ...

Part 1

...." Tapping his blade against his thigh, he sneered while adding, "Tell me...her limbs flailing in a comical fashion before he righted her on the... at daybreak the Collinsport Junior High Band would practice woefully. Would ... whether she could kick his boot away and lock him out. ... her calf, and the shapely thigh easily revealed by her short ..., short and billowing from a high waist, topped by a diaphanous ...

... shifted. A head rested on his thigh, snuggling into the folds of where his ...s hand, resting it against his own thigh. “The only way to mend my broken...was stomping gleefully on something, twisting his boot to make the crunch louder. He ...was only then that Patrick noticed the high doors behind them. A guard for each... “You both have shitty taste in fashion,” Patrick pointed out. “If that means anything...

... shifted. A head rested on his thigh, snuggling into the folds of where his ...s hand, resting it against his own thigh. “The only way to mend my broken...was stomping gleefully on something, twisting his boot to make the crunch louder. He ...was only then that Patrick noticed the high doors behind them. A guard for each... “You both have shitty taste in fashion,” Patrick pointed out. “If that means anything...

... shifted. A head rested on his thigh, snuggling into the folds of where his ...s hand, resting it against his own thigh. “The only way to mend my broken...was stomping gleefully on something, twisting his boot to make the crunch louder. He ...was only then that Patrick noticed the high doors behind them. A guard for each... “You both have shitty taste in fashion,” Patrick pointed out. “If that means anything...

Happy Yule Balls, midnight_birth!

...him as Oliver’s thick fingers brushed along his thigh. “I found a more productive way to spend my... stuffily, taking his foot and kicking Oliver’s boot clad feet off of his table. “Oh don... conjured some half moon spectacles in the absurd fashion of Albus Dumbledore, as George summoned a book. ...the desk in the corner. It was indeed stacked high with paperwork. "After what happened with Mr. Crouch...