Acromantula Antics ''Hermione! Where are you?" cried Ron, frantically searching around the castle ground for his friend. Harry was in class, unaware of the 'predicament' occurring outside. She had promised to meet him for their defensive spells training, but, upon his late arrival — discovered that she wasn't present. It was most unlike Hermione to not attend anything, let alone casting spells on the boy she hated and loved the most at the same time. Standing by the entrance to the path down towards Hagrid's hut, Ron made sure he was looking in all directions, waiting patiently for her arrival.More Like This
''Ron!" Bellowed Hagrid as he came swiftly around the bend, carrying dead possums with him.
''Ah Hagrid, have you…um…what are those for?" the ginger-haired teenager said before looking in shock at the dead possums he was carrying under his shoulder.
''Oh, these? They're for Buck-beak of course, why else would I carr
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Kiera made her way through the rich undergrowth, the young biologist panting in the midday heat of the Australian Rainforest. She didn't know how it had happened, but somewhere along the way she had taken a wrong turn and gotten separated from her research group, and now she was all by herself, on the last few sips of water from her canteen. She pulled her auburn-brown hair back into a ponytail as she strode forwards, hoping to find her group soon.
She was a fine women, too fine, in fact. When most people think of female scientists, they instantly think of one word, and one word only — hideous. However, in Kiera's case, she was simply stunning. Her eyes were a sharp, luminous green, enhanced by her golden, ash-brown hair that — even when bound in to a ponytail — was remarkable to behold. Dressed in her green top that accentuated her rather round breasts, and beige shorts that hugged her toned t
2 AMIt was 2 AM; far later than Carol had expected to be home. She fiddled with her keys as she walked up the steps to her house. On such a dark, moonless night there was hardly any sort of light leaving her only her sense of touch to feel for the right key. She sighed as she brushed back her hair from her face. She had been out all night. The attractive, thirty something wasn’t quite the partier she used to be in her college days, but at least she still had her looks. She had been out and about, searching the bars for some cute hunk to take her home, but unfortunately her luck tonight wasn’t very good. Most of the guys that approached her were either too rude, or too creepy.More Like This
“Maybe Jill’s right…” She said inwardly, “Maybe it’s time I just started looking online on one of those dating sites. I hope I’m not just getting too old.”
Carol’s shapely figure was clothed in a tight, form-fitting dress that hugged her shapely hips, a