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Severa stalked down the dimly lit corridor, her bony shoulders hunched beneath the weight of her bookbag. Her robes hung loosely on her thin frame, accentuating her gaunt features and sharp cheekbones. Lost in thought, she didn't notice the figure trailing several paces behind her, his breathing labored with exertion and barely contained excitement.
Peter scurried along, his beady eyes fixed on Severa's retreating form. The liquid luck coursing through his veins made his heart race and his palms sweat. Emboldened by the potion's influence, he quickened his pace until he was mere feet from the unsuspecting witch.
With a burst of speed, Peter lunged forward, slamming Severa's slight body against the cold stone wall.
Severa let out a startled gasp as her back hit the rough wall, her bag clattering to the floor. She instinctively tried to push away from Peter, but his bulk pressed against her, pinning her in place.
"What do you think you're doing, Pettigrew?" Severa hissed, her dark eyes flashing with anger and unease. "Get off me this instant before I hex you!"
Peter ignored Severa's warning, too far gone in lust. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply as he lapped at her pale skin with his tongue. His hands roamed her slender body possessively, groping at her small breasts through her robes.
"Mmmm, you smell so good," Peter mumbled against her flesh, his words slurred. "I want you, Severa. I've always wanted you."
He ground his hips against hers, letting her feel his growing arousal. One hand slid down to hike up her robes, exposing her thighs.
Peter pawed at Severa's exposed thighs, his fingers digging into her soft skin as he pushed her skirt higher. Her plain white panties came into view.
"Please, Severa," Peter whined desperately, nuzzling into her neck. "Touch me. I need you so badly." His hips bucked against her, the hard bulge in his trousers evident even through the fabric.
One chubby hand cupped her mound through the thin cotton, rubbing crudely. "Can I taste you? Pretty please?" Peter begged shamelessly, too far gone to care how pathetic he sounded. The liquid luck had stripped away all his inhibitions, leaving only raw, clumsy desire.
Severa squirmed and struggled against Peter's bulk, trying in vain to dislodge him. "No, stop this at once!" she demanded, her voice rising in pitch. But her protests were weak, lacking true conviction.
Peter, emboldened by her resistance, grabbed the front of her blouse. With a harsh tug, he ripped it open, sending buttons flying. Severa gasped as cool air hit her bare chest.
Her small, pert breast bounced free, the dusky nipple already pebbled with unwanted arousal. Peter's eyes widened hungrily at the sight.
Peter grabbed Severa's wrist in a surprisingly strong grip, yanking her off the wall. Still holding onto her, he dragged the half-naked girl down the hallway towards an unoccupied classroom. Severa stumbled along, her torn blouse fluttering open.
"No, wait!" she protested weakly, but her struggles grew feeble.
Peter kicked open the door and hauled Severa inside, slamming it shut behind them. In the darkness, he shoved her against a desk, knocking books and quills to the floor with a clatter. His hands roamed her exposed torso greedily as he loomed over her thinner frame, panting heavily.
Peter's chubby hand shoved Severa down onto the hard wooden surface of the desk. Papers and parchment scattered under her. Pinning her there with his bulk, his other hand groped roughly between her legs, palming her mound through the dampening fabric of her panties.
He rubbed harder, his thick fingers digging into her most sensitive area. Severa bit her lip, torn between revulsion and reluctant arousal. Peter's crude touches sent jolts of sensation through her neglected body.
With a swift, violent motion, Peter tore Severa's panties away, the flimsy fabric giving way easily. He tossed the ruined garment aside and stared down at her exposed pussy, his eyes wide and hungry in the dim light filtering through the windows.
"Fuck, look at you," Peter groaned, taking in the sight of her glistening pink folds. "So wet already." Without preamble, he thrust two thick fingers knuckle deep into her tight hole, pumping them roughly.
Severa cried out at the sudden intrusion, her back arching off the desk. Peter's fingers stretched her unused walls, sending sparks of painful pleasure radiating outward.
Peter withdrew his slick fingers from Severa's dripping cunt with a wet sound. Before she could catch her breath, he dropped to his knees, burying his face between her trembling thighs. His tongue, slick and hot, dragged up her slit in one long stroke.
"Mmmph, you taste divine," Peter mumbled against her flesh, his words vibrating through her core. He latched onto her clit, sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth as he probed her entrance with the tip of his tongue, lapping up her juices.
Severa shuddered and moaned, her hands fisting in Peter's hair. Shame warred with pleasure as he ate her out like a man starved, his technique clumsy but enthusiastic.
Lost in a haze of reluctant pleasure, Severa found herself grinding her hips against Peter's eager mouth. Her slender thighs clamped around his head as she rode his face, chasing more of that delicious friction.
"Ohhh fuck..." Severa keened, her voice echoing obscenely in the empty classroom. Peter just redoubled his efforts, tongue delving deep while he sucked hard on her throbbing clit. The lewd sounds of his slurping filled the air.
Severa's small, perfect tits bounced with each roll of her hips. Her ripped blouse hung open, fully exposing her heaving chest. She looked debauched, wanton, nothing like her usual prim self.
Peter pulled back, his face shiny with Severa's juices. Panting heavily, he grabbed her ankles and pushed her legs apart, exposing her completely. He stood, fumbling with his trousers before freeing his cock. It sprang out, flushed a deep red and throbbing with need. The shaft was short but girthy, the bulbous head an angry purple. Clear fluid leaked from the slit, dribbling down the underside. His pubic hair was sparse and patchy.
Peter wrapped a pudgy hand around his member, stroking it a few times. Then he stepped closer, rubbing the swollen tip through Severa's slick folds.
He continued to tease Severa mercilessly, sliding his cockhead up and down her weeping slit. Each pass revealed more of her pink inner walls, her pussy gaping and fluttering invitingly. Her juices coated his shaft, easing the glide.
"You're so fucking wet for me," Peter groaned, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "Bet you can't wait to have my cock stretching you out, huh?"
He notched himself at her entrance, the blunt tip kissing her opening. Severa tensed, bracing for the thick invasion. Peter's hips flexed, pushing forward just enough to pop past her tight ring of muscle, the flared head of his penis disappearing inside her clutching heat.
Severa turned her face away, unable to meet Peter's lustful gaze. Soft whimpers escaped her lips as he slowly sank into her tight, virgin depths. Her pussy clenched and fluttered around the invading thickness, struggling to accommodate him.
"Ahh...oh god..." Severa gasped, her nails digging into the wood of the desk. Peter groaned as her silken walls gripped him like a vice. Inch by inch, he pushed forward until he was fully seated inside her, his heavy balls resting against her ass.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Peter grunted, giving a little experimental thrust. "Feel so good wrapped around my cock."
He started to move then, setting a steady rhythm as he sawed in and out of Severa's grasping cunt.
As Peter pistoned in and out of Severa's tight sheath, his meaty hand reached up to cup her small breast. He kneaded the soft mounds roughly, rolling her stiff nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Severa arched into the touch despite herself, a strangled moan escaping her throat.
"Yes, that's it," Peter panted, squeezing her tit harder as he picked up the pace of his thrusts. "Take my cock, you sexy little witch. Gonna fill this greedy cunt with my cum." His hips slammed against hers, the obscene slap of skin on skin echoing in the classroom.
Peter's hands roamed Severa's emaciated body as he continued to pound into her. His fingers traced the prominent ridges of her ribs, the sharp jut of her hipbones. Even in the throes of passion, he couldn't help marveling at how fragile she felt beneath him, like a bird's delicate skeleton wrapped in paper thin skin.
"So tiny and breakable," Peter murmured, almost reverently. To emphasize his point, he angled his hips, driving particularly deep. Severa cried out, her spine bowing as he kissed her cervix.
The stimulation proved too much. With a choked sob, Severa came undone, her pussy spasming wildly around Peter's pistoning length. Her juices gushed out, coating his shaft and balls.
Gripping Severa's bony hips tightly, Peter began to rut into her faster. The wet squelch of her climax mixed with the lewd slap of flesh on flesh as he chased his own release. His heavy sack slapped against her ass with every powerful thrust.
"Fuck, gonna cum!" Peter grunted, his movements becoming erratic. With a strangled roar, he buried himself to the hilt inside Severa's fluttering sheath. His cock jerked and pulsed as he emptied himself, painting her insides with thick ropes of semen. Peter's whole body shook with the force of his orgasm, his fingers digging into her jutting hipbones hard enough to bruise.
Panting heavily, Peter leaned down to capture Severa's lips in a sloppy, desperate kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth, swirling around hers messily as the last spurts of his release dribbled into her well used cunt.
Severa remained limp and unresponsive beneath him, overwhelmed by the intensity of her forced climax. Peter seemed not to notice or care, lost in his own post orgasmic bliss.
After a long moment, he broke the kiss, lifting his head to gaze down at her with glazed, satisfied eyes. "That was amazing," Peter slurred, still riding the high of the liquid luck and sex. "We should totally do this again sometime."
With a wet plop, Peter pulled his softening cock out of Severa's stuffed hole. Thick globs of his seed immediately started to leak out, trickling down the crack of her ass. Oblivious to her state, Peter tucked himself back into his trousers and did up his fly.
"I gotta jet, but this was really fun!" he said brightly, already backing towards the door. "Catch ya later, Severa!"
And with that, he turned and scurried out, leaving the half naked witch sprawled across the desk, her thighs sticky with combined fluids, her blouse hanging open, and her mind reeling from what had just transpired. The classroom fell silent except for Severa's ragged breathing as she lay there.
Slowly, she sat up, wincing as Peter's cooling seed sloshed inside her abused pussy. With trembling hands, she tried to straighten her rumpled robes and fasten her torn blouse, but it was futile.
As she gathered her things and limped towards the door, Severa mentally berated herself. What had she been thinking, allowing something like this to happen? Especially with someone as repulsive as Peter Pettigrew!
"This was a one time mistake," she told herself firmly as she crept down the darkened hallway. "A momentary lapse in judgment. I would never, ever let that filthy rat touch me again, no matter what."
Peter scampered down the corridor, a huge grin plastered across his face. He burst into the room where James and Sirius were waiting impatiently.
"Guys! Guys! You won't believe what just happened!" Peter exclaimed, bouncing on his heels. "I totally nailed Severa! Right there in an empty classroom!"
Peter launched into a vivid retelling, changing the details to make himself seem more desirable. "It was incredible, mates! Severa was all over me from the start. Practically threw herself at me in the hallway. Couldn't keep her hands off me, she was so desperate."
He smirked, preening under James' and Sirius' amazed expressions. "Then in the classroom, she begged me to touch her. Ripped her own clothes off, she wanted it so bad. Moaned like a bitch in heat when I went down on her. Nearly screamed when I stuck it in, tightest, wettest cunt you've ever felt!"
Peter laughed, shaking his head in mock disbelief. "She came so hard, I thought she might pass out. Kept begging me to fuck her harder, deeper."
"And get this! She wants to do it again sometime!" Peter added with a wink and a grin. "Said I was the best fuck she's ever had. Practically begged me to bend her over a desk anytime I want a go."
James and Sirius exchanged skeptical glances, but Peter either didn't notice or chose to ignore it. He was too caught up in spinning his tale, determined to make himself seem like the ultimate ladies' man.
Sirius nodded quickly, as if giving great wisdom. "The key to keeping a woman around is to fuck her senseless on a regular basis. Keeps 'em coming back for more, if you know what I mean." He winked salaciously.
James snickered. "Sounds like you've got Severa wrapped around your little finger now."
Peter nodded eagerly, lapping up Sirius' advice like a dog at a bowl. "Yeah, yeah, I'll make sure to give her a good seeing to every day. Keep that tight cunt nice and satisfied."