He drags his wand over my thigh. "All the things I can do to you," he whispers. "A wand holds so much power, to kill, to heal... to protect and to attack. Lucky for you, I am a Black and like you saw we own a lot of books," I buck my hips, getting frustrated with his stalling, making him smirk even more. His wand moves over my hips, slowly moving down to my slit. It slides through my wetness, coating his wand. He whispers a spell and while the tip of his wand is touching my clit it starts to vibrate.