Watch me

Marlene McKinnon didn't hold a grudge nor hate a lot of people.
But she did hate her.
Dorcas Meadowes wasn't ordinary. She was good at everything.
No one could say otherwise.
It was their sixth year at Hogwarts and Marlene hadn't gotten rid of her feelings for her - not any romantic ones.
They shared many classes together, so she was to see her like every single day.
"Oh come on, now. She can't be that bad.", Remus whispered, interrupting Marlene's thoughts, so nobody could hear in the classroom.
Marlene didn't take her eyes off of Dorcas' face, eyes, lips. That dark chocolaty skin of her was just - oh Merlin.
"Oh, Remus honey she is.", she was all she would talk about. Think about. And Dorcas, herself, couldn't let her go. She would be aggressive towards her being and cocky and just annoying just because she thought she was better. Honestly, they was nothing special about her - except everything...
"Well, if she is that bad, then why you haven't been able to pull your brain together and your eyes on McGonagall?", Remus asked, smirking as if he already knew the answer.
"Oh no no no. It's not what you think. I don't have any interest in her, really.", she turned her head to her teacher immediately, trying not to turn pink.
"It's okay, you know? If you like her.", he shoved her gently with his elbow and gave her his 'know it all' expression.
"I don't, okay? She hates me, I hate her. She's being really competitive and a bully while I'm alone in the library. There's nothing special about her.", she didn't dare to glare at him. She knew she felt nothing for her, but Remus wasn't so convinced about it.
" If you say so. "
And with that, they turned their focus to their lesson, as Marlene felt Dorcas' brown, filthy eyes at her.

" You sure you don't wanna come?", Sirius asked her,confused. They all had agreed to go to Hosmeade, since it was Friday and had their afternoon off, but Marlene changed her mind the last minute to go to the library.
"Yes, Pat. You all go, I don't mind. Don't bother thinking about me.", Marlene smiled at him.
"You know we are incapable of that, don't you?", Mary asked, with a mix of anxiety and confidence at the same time, as she curled her lips into a smirk.
"Funny. Please go. Don't feel bad. We'll go tomorrow."
"Alright", all of them said in unison.
They traded their goodbyes and James gave her a smirk like he knew what she was up to.

That bastartd.

She turned to head to the library so that she could finally start her studies - and catch some of Dorcas' eyes again for the millionth time today.
As she expected, she found her there. Sitting alone at a desk near Marlene's favorite section of the library - the shelves with the Potion spells.
She threw her eyes at her carelessly and went to find the books she wanted.
From where she was, she could see Dorcas very clearly on her left and in fact, she did.
She stared at her like it was her first and last time, with so much anger, hunger and thirst.
There was something about this girl that Marlene didn't want to admit to herself.
She was dangerously beautiful. She seemed passionate and spontaneous and daring.
That boldness of her would probably bring any woman she'd lay a hand on down on her knees.
Marlene's thong started to get wet, really wet with just the sight of her.
It was like the whole ocean had sailed between her legs.
She could feel her pulse on the surface of her pussy and her body begging for her touch. Longing.
Who would she kidding?
She wanted that girl inside her. Her long, delicate fingers and that filthy, awful tongue of her.
She wanted to rip her apart, to eat her up, to destroy her skin and capture her orgasm with her hot mouth. She wanted to sit on her face, to make her cum with only a glance. She craved her hands, her skin, but mostly, that disgustingly glorious brain of hers.
What had she gotten herself into?!
She turned to look at the shelves to finally find the book she had come searching for, but after a painful minute, of her not having the presence of Dorcas in front of her, she felt her insanely hot, angry, fast breath instead.
"Looking for something?", Marlene found all the nerve she could and looked right through her, desperately trying not to blush.
"Funny. I came to ask you the very same thing, McKinnon.", and with that she pushed her body against the books and put one hand on them, blocking Marlene's head, and rested her other hand on her waist, sending shivers to the girl's legs.
"What are you doing?", she asked surprised and Dorcas grinned.
"Why do I keep finding those eyes of yours fixed on my face?"
"Trust me, I don't enjoy the sight. I just wonder what is that special thing about you that everyone keeps talking about.", Marlene he'd never been so close to her. She could see her features really well.
Her skin was so clear, even for a teenager, and her lips so full that Marlene wanted to suck on them. Bite them until they bled. Fool them with her tongue.
" Everything's special about me. What is so special about you, hah?", Dorcas came closer until their mouths were only a breath away.
Marlene couldn't hold herself together anymore.
She was so turned on. She just needed what she saw. She wanted that girl to be hers.
Hers to fight, hers to get mad, hers to fuck, hers to love.
"Kiss me.", Marlene delivered angrily, breathlessly.
Dorcas just stared at her for a moment, scanning her, until she finally did what she was asked to.