Danny's sitting in the back row, in the corner like always, staring at us as we walk in. In particular, staring at me.I make sure that our eyes don't ...lock. The girls start whispering, and Maddie shoots me a look.We go over and start talking to our homeroom teacher Mrs. Porter. She is one of the youngest teachers at the school, and really cool. Everyone always wishes that they could get her. She teaches a lot of classes, dance in particular. Everyone wants to take dance. Actually, the girls and. Her hands are positioned on the desk, and when she tries to move, she realizes she has been spelled in place."Minister Fudge," Umbridge says, "I think it is time you've had your pleasure from the body of this rebellious girl."Hermione's eyes widen and she shakes her head. She had thought more caning would come from her refusal…not this! "Please, no!" she begs, "Not this!"Fudge pays her no mind as he stands from his desk and removes his clothing. Once again, looking at his body turns Hermione's. Three different colors of liquids boiled in the glass tubes: dark red, dark blue and icy green and all swirled, then mingled by slow drip into a tall, thin test tube. It was to this tube that he hurried, his brow furrowing in concentration as he twisted the stopper closed and stoppered the tube, lifting it carefully from the steel holder. The fluid moved slowly, thickly coating the smooth glass and inching its way into the purple light. Pieter held his breath. The liquid crept into the. But this was better and Eva knelt on the seat, digging through the back for a towel. I slapped her butt as it wiggled back and forth in her tight, wet pants, drawing a wave of her hand."Do you think she got pregnant?" I asked Wolfgang, because he'd made it sound like that's what Geli wanted."Here. Give me this," Eva said, meaning my head as she started scrubbing my hair with a thin beach towel."Heh!" Wolfgang chuckled at us and I was making a face at Eva's enthusiasm. "I don't know. It's.