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Charlie… It felt something like using a port-key did, only instead of it pulling from your belly-button, it felt like I was being yanked through time and space by my balls. His thick legs were uncovered, I noticed that they were covered in hair much darker than that on his head. “Yes, Sir,” I answered immediately and without any thought, considering that even with his status as a prefect, Sir was a bit much. I was a First Year, after all. K. As well as holding his wand in it, one of his hands was rubbing a huge bulge in his robes. And before I go any further, I just have to say, well, I think it’s great that Potter lived and Riddle died.
