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Who's that under the hood? I couldn't even begin to speculate...
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Content tags: Non-con (NC), piss, piss drinking, urinal, female sub, 'bad ending'.
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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, some months after the Second Wizarding War...
The stout form of headmistress Dolores Umbridge toddled down the corridor towards the Entrance Hall, the Minister for Magic Corban Yaxley walking stiffly beside her.
The castle had been restored to its former splendour following the Battle of Hogwarts, the last traces of damage carefully erased from its ancient walls. Now, once again, its halls and corridors would ring with the voices of young witches and wizards.
Pure-blooded ones.
“You've done an excellent job, Dolores,” murmured Yaxley as he donned his travelling robe. “I’ll make certain to put in a good word for you with the Dark Lord.”
“Thank you Minister,” trilled Umbridge. “That’s very kind of you. But before you go, I have a teensy little surprise I’d like to show you. If you’ll follow me this way, please…”
Umbridge led Yaxley towards a set of lavatories just off the Entrance Hall. She pushed open the door and stepped in, causing a row of wall-mounted torches to flare into life.
“A bathroom?” Yaxley said as he followed after her. “Dolores, what interest would have in —”
He stopped.
“Ohh…!”
The stout form of headmistress Dolores Umbridge toddled down the corridor towards the Entrance Hall, the Minister for Magic Corban Yaxley walking stiffly beside her.
The castle had been restored to its former splendour following the Battle of Hogwarts, the last traces of damage carefully erased from its ancient walls. Now, once again, its halls and corridors would ring with the voices of young witches and wizards.
Pure-blooded ones.
“You've done an excellent job, Dolores,” murmured Yaxley as he donned his travelling robe. “I’ll make certain to put in a good word for you with the Dark Lord.”
“Thank you Minister,” trilled Umbridge. “That’s very kind of you. But before you go, I have a teensy little surprise I’d like to show you. If you’ll follow me this way, please…”
Umbridge led Yaxley towards a set of lavatories just off the Entrance Hall. She pushed open the door and stepped in, causing a row of wall-mounted torches to flare into life.
“A bathroom?” Yaxley said as he followed after her. “Dolores, what interest would have in —”
He stopped.
“Ohh…!”
