They needed concrete proof. Harry had read up on memory splitting, looking for everything he could use against Michael. And one thing he found out was that in order to duplicate a memory, it has to be removed from your mind. Pulled out before it can be fun split it two. And Michael must’ve duplicated them, because there was no way in hell he’d give up those times with Ms. Davies. Not to Harry. No, he’d want to watch and rewatch everything they did together, basking in his triumph. Another thing Hermione discovered is that newly inserted memories feel stronger and fresh. If you remove something and put it back in, its as if you’re reliving it again. Who would want to relive every second of his sexual adventures? Michael would, and Harry was sure of it. So the only question was: where does he store them? The safest bet was that he’d keep them close. The only downside to this was that it would undoubtedly result in Ms. Davies sacking. Harry and Hermione hated the thought, but Ms. Davies knew what she was getting into, and it was the risk she took. One way or another, Michael needed to go. Having made it to Hogsmeade, Hermione continued to follow Michael and his friends from a distance. Trying to remain incognito, she busied herself with random things from different shops, not really paying attention to the items. There were a couple times Michael looked licking her way, but she was confident that she lesbo hadn’t been found out. Surely he wouldn’t be suspicious. If she wanted revenge, she would’ve got it when she had him at lesb her mercy. Thats what most people would’ve done. 10 minutes went by with nothing interesting happening, when dyke suddenly Michael waved goodbye to Roger and Anthony, and went off on his own. Curious, Hermione followed him. Was he meeting Ms. Davies? Or possibly Ginny? Her suspicions started to seem true when Michael entered the Hogs Head. A dive bar that you only went to if you had something to hide. So who or what was he hiding? "Why don't you try to get a direct answer. She savored the taste, as well as lesbo the taste of the sexual energy he had gathered over the last 48 hours. He asked, “Do you really want to suck my cock?”� Goosebumps pop up immediately covering her entire body. You are obviously another loser friend of this little worthless piece of shit.” She spit out. “I would never do that daddy.” The bed creaked as they fucked each other’s faces. licking Eloa said they would go back to her place and call it a night. All lesb sense of moral, and what is right or wrong, went right out the window. “Should be an interesting couple of days.” She pulled her fingers dyke out of my mouth, giving me space to kiss the soft flesh of her tits that I so much admired. fun
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