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Not through the door, that would be silly. That thing, person, anyhow. That person walked to a portrait. A completely normal magical portrait that never talked to anybody. Not even the head of house. What nobody knew, was that the lady in that portrait was no other that Helga Hufflepuff, their very own founder. The invisible person, Harry, then became visible. Harry complied by putting his hand on the frame and let his very soul be tested.

And it protected the wards of Hogwarts. Nobody knew where this was, except harry of course. Upon gaining entry, harry immediately turned back to where he came from and looked at his mother, eyes tearing up. All the stuff that he had left here lay in the same spaces, and his cleaning enchantments still worked form the looks of it.

In his living room there now hung a giant portrait frame, and in that frame was his family. I assume you gave the ball a good kick already? Just catching up. With a smile on his face, he did so. Harry, with his battle-honed instincts, curtesy of Godric Gryffindor, immediately shot a silencing spell at the sound.

A loud groan sounded from the other side of the room. When harry looked towards the Ravenclaw table, he saw one of his friends sitting there already. Surprisingly, she had no book to burry herself in at this time. There are so many books! When Ron is finally down, we can join him at the Gryffindor table! Do you really think that Ron Weasley is going to come down before ten?

What he didn't notice however, was that with her other hand she had fully unbuttoned her blouse and notably was quite flat chested. And then it clicked. There weren't any obvious clues that this person was actually a male, but upon reflection some of his previous statements stuck out as quite telling.

And yet he found himself thinking that this guy was a lot more attractive than he originally thought, thinking the girlish look suited him very well. He took a few steps back from the camera and lifted his skirt to reveal his own smaller erection confined within a pair of thin lacy black mesh panties. It looked delicious. Then he turned around and bent over slightly to reveal that the whole backside of the panties were simply a pair of thin straps on his hips that joined in a V shape to form a bow - his visibly plush ass pushing against the edges of the strappy V.

The cameraman stepped up to grope the right side of his ass and he moaned a bit albeit sheepishly. Quickly the cameraman struck his ass and he let out a mixture of a surprised sound and an overly erotic moan. This continued for a while until it was obvious that there was fluid running between the porn star's pale thighs. I guess I'm pretty perverted too. The porn star stumbled forward onto a desk with a yelp as the cameraman continued to finger him.

His thighs began shaking and yet he moved his hands to spread his ass further. To Red, something that was so overused was suddenly a glorious sight. The heat pooling in his groin was becoming too much to handle. Red was morbidly fascinated by how the porn star just handled all of that with a very small amount of preparation, assuming that for a few moments the both pained and pleased sounds produced were genuine.

Slowly the cameraman pulled his cock out, much to the chagrin of the other, before thrusting it all back in with a satisfying slap and scrape of the desk against the floor. The porn star had laid his head and shoulders down and moved his hands to the edges of the desk, keeping one leg on it while the other tried to keep him stable. Furthermore, Red had caught the faintest glimpse of both lube and cum running down his thighs and seeping into his socks.

This sort of brutal treatment continued for a brief period of time before the cameraman pulled out, flipped the porn star onto his back against the desk, and came all over his both surprised and elated features.

After he was done, the other licked up and swallowed what his tongue could catch while some of it dripped onto the uniform. He laughed at the name Little Sky? The profile picture was relatively normal, Little Sky appeared to be in a dark grey hoodie with large glasses resting on his flawless face. How typical.