Chapter 2: Meetings
Rated M for a reason!
Both harry and Mileena stopped at the sentence. He rolled off of her and saw the elderly woman in the corner of the room, collapsed onto the chair.
Mileena panted slightly as cum ran down her inner thy. The elderly woman kept her gaze averted and a hand raised to shield her vision. Mileena was the first to notice a length of rope in the middle of their room. A transport magic for sure. Infact that was how scorpion and Hermione 'litch' Granger found out they were being manipulated by their former master.
"Who are you?" Harry demanded.
The elderly woman jumped slightly. "I am Minerva McGonagall deputy headmistress at Hogwarts. I was sent by Albus Dumbledore to collect you for the tournament."
"Very well!" Mileena muttered. "Now Wait outside before I gut you!" She shouted through a pout, annoyed and disappointed that her fun time was cut short. McGonagall jumped and rushed out of the room. "Fuck, and just before the good bit too." She pouted.
"We could always-" Harry started.
"No the mood's ruined." Mileena sighed before waddling away bow legged to her private bathroom.
Harry groaned and slammed his head down into his pillow in annoyance. It was ten minutes before Mileena reentered the room fully clothed. During half that time he had gotten dressed too. They found McGonagall outside pinned to the wall by a frizzy haired brunette who hands exuded a green mist.
"Hermione, what happened?" Harry asked. His curiosity surfacing at, if it had involved Jade would of been on SubZeros top ten fantasies.
"Hehehe. Don't know but she smells delicious." Hermione muttered absently. It was then they noticed Scorpion rushing up the hallway.
"Damnit litch!" He cursed in exhaustion. " why'd you run like that?"
"You know, I have no idea." Hermione stated as she let McGonagall down. She then smirked. "Tell me, have you ever danced with the devil in pale moonlight?"(1) It was all too much and to woman fainted, her head hitting the wall on her way to the floor. "What'd I say?"
"Healer!" Harry called lazily.
"I think she's broken." Scorpion's dry humor was ignored. The vengeful spirit was never one for jokes.
End chapter.
Numbered annotation.
(1) 2 virtual cookies if you know where its from and who says it.