The dream
Lucille pov
He pinned me to the wall his strong firm hand wrapped around my petite and delicate throat squeezing gently cutting the air a little, watching my eyes fill with fear and joy at his sudden action, his muscular body pressing against mine I could feel his hard thick member pressed against my thigh my lips quivered as a moan was fighting to escape my ruby red lips, his scent of firewhiskey, parchment and smoke from the fire lingering in the air, he leans in whispering in my ear his ice husky voice making my spin run cold but filled with excitement his deep Monotone voice like a booming melody "well miss Evens I believe its time for your punishment" his free hand slowly falling down my body creasing my large breast I let out a moan as his fingers go lower slowly raising my skirt pressing fingers to my warm and damp lace underwear about to push them to the side to reach his treasure as he mouth opens to speak words of pure pleasure
"BEEP BEEP BEEP" I slowly wake up banging my alarm letting out a frustrated sigh groaning lifting up, feeling a sudden wet feeling between my legs from my dream about the potion master I groan knowing I didn't have to enjoy this feeling that my dream gave me.
Today was the 1st of September the day to return to my second home Hogwarts. I gather all my strength pushing myself out of bed throwing on a crop top that hugs over my large perky breast and luscious curves and a mini skirt that shaped my juice thighs, I had many comments in the past that my body reminds them of the muggle Marilyn Monroe or Anna Nicole Smith, a proper beauty, or what the muggles call an English rose, I was always Flattered but reminded them that I was. What's the muggle expression of brains and beauty. I smile, throwing my long strawberry blonde hair into a high ponytail adding makeup to make my favourite Features stand out, my lips, and of course my chestnut hazel eyes. I smile "Last year Lucy I hope you are ready" I spoke to myself before Transporting my trunk downstairs via magic.
Making my way into the kitchen grabbing an apple that was left on the counter in the bowl. I take a bite out of the juicy apple humming gently as the juices squirted into my mouth. My aunt looks at me " last year I can't believe you grown up so much" tears already forming in her eyes I smile happily giving her a tight hug
"auntie it's ok we knew this day would come" kissing her cheek I smile happily
"I'm sorry I couldn't join for breakfast I need to get to kings cross I love you and I'll write to you as soon as I can'' I smile picking up my trunk and Apparate to the grand station in London, ready to board the steam train to Hogwarts.