Thoreau moaned, letting Pyxis take over. He liked not being in control. "Hit me," he begged, sliding his hands up to cup Pyxis's breasts. "Please, God."
"Oh." Draco looked down at his book again, frowning a little. "At least he spent time with one of our mother's, then. That's good for her."
***
"At four. There's a clock in the common room. Do you want to go there? You'll be able to meet everyone else too," Lucy told Pansy. "You should be careful of Rider."
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