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[potteritis]

That is the last time I ever tell Ron where I am when I don't want to be found. He tied me to my bed last night. I'm completely serious. One minute I'm being dragged to the dorms, the next my wand is gone and little straps are pinning me to my own bed

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[shapely_millie]

Straps, you say?

My, oh my, Potter.

[potteritis]

Oh, Bulstrode. I was beginning to wonder where you were.

[shapely_millie]

Hope I haven't disappointed you. Though I'm sure your friend, Weasley could do a thing or two to 'fix' that.

[potteritis]

If it involves your slow and painful death, then I'm sure he could.

[shapely_millie]

Now, now. You don't mean that. Weasley should tighten those straps.

[potteritis]

Yes, I do. I really do.

[shapely_millie]

Well, all you had to do was ask "Weasley, could you please tighten these straps? It's quite kinky."

[potteritis]

...shut the fuck up.

[greginator]

Watch your mouth Potter.

[potteritis]

Yeah, because I'm really going to listen to you.

[greginator]

You should.

[potteritis]

And yet I'm not.

[greginator]

You got a lot of confidence Potter. That'll get you in trouble.

[potteritis]

So I've been told.

[shapely_millie]

My hero.