I enter the chalk circle and she hands me the potion, I read the label and realize what its for. No foreplay then, straight to the point. She looks up at me and I swear I see impatience flash in her eyes. I uncork the vial and drink, then sit- legs stretched out and hands supporting me as I lean back and wait. I’m looking at the ceiling. Anything to avoid her eyes. It shouldn’t be happening like this, I want to be able to hear her, hear her say my name, say that she wants this because she wants this, not because of a blood curse. I feel tingling below my navel and note how quickly the potion has done its job. Granger starts to undo my belt, then the zipper on my pants, she tugs and I lift my hips. She doesn’t even take them completely off of me, just enough to release my now throbbing erection. She inhales sharply and I turn to look at the fire. Only when she puts her hands on my shoulders do I look at her face. She’s focused, looking down. She straddles me and moves one hand to position me where she needs me before lowering herself onto me. Its warm and wet and I grit my teeth. She moves up and down in silence and my nails dig into the floor. Her breath is controlled and my mind is slipping with each time she lowers herself onto me.