I don’t spend my time sneaking through Hogwarts, trying to find information for a task or a suspicion I have. The only reason I have to sneak around is to meet Blaise in hidden alcoves, behind tapestries, classrooms or broom cupboards. We act like the horny teenagers we are, all the time and everywhere, any way we can. I love the feeling of being dragged into an empty classroom, kissing and pushed over a desk. Quick and hard. My body is sore for days, but it feels amazing, just the slight ache reminding me of our activities.