He spent this time thinking about Cho, as he often did these days. Indian sex From the rug on the ground, to the drapes over the windows, one of which had a slight burn-mark toward the bottom where a then-student, now-headmaster had accidentally lit them on fire, to the large wardrobe which held all of their possessions, everything was the same. He knew he would be able to hear the portrait hole swing open and footsteps on the stairs leading up to the boys dormitory if any of them returned, so he could safely masturbate in private and be able to hide it in the worst case scenario. He would sneak off to the library, discover a new sexual spell, memorize its name, wand movement and use, and rush off to this bathroom to try it out. He was pleased to find his dormitory empty. It looked closer than it did when Harry walked in.
