For a moment, she wondered if she might be overthinking it, but then shook her head. She had a sinking feeling in her stomach.
“Harry?” She called again, but there was still no answer. The tent remained silent, there was no answer from Harry. Suddenly, Hermione paused, just a few feet from the tent. It was better than just staying dirty, at least. She would have loved a proper shower with hot water and everything, but after what felt like months of wandering the forest, she was at least starting to get used to washing up in cold streams. It had been too long since she’d last had the chance to get clean, they had to stay moving, after all, and not every campsite had a stream suitable for a proper wash nearby. “Harry! Your turn!” Hermione called as she walked back into the clearing with the tent, holding a bag of her toiletries in one hand while the other was on her head, holding the towel wrapped around her still-damp hair in place. Harry Potter and the Serpent of Gryffindor, Ch. I'm definitely looking forward to writing out the rest of what we've got planned! I hope it was worth the wait, and I hope you all enjoy! The start of a new commission series, thanks to a very persistent anonymous commissioner! This story's been in the works since 2016, when they first asked about commissioning me, but I've been booked solid every time it's come up, until just a couple weeks ago. I also have a discord if you wanna come hang out and talk about smut!Īnd finally, as always, thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy! I actually commissioned a character sheet of Vicky Hyde! Keep an eye out, there might be more art coming! There's some formatting stuff in this chapter that didn't translate all that great- you can read the original doc for a smoother reading experience. There's two things I want to make sure y'all know, though- Number one: I'm back! I'm gonna be writing smut again, and I've started taking commissions! Number two: I'm a girl now! I'm Squi(she) now, and go by she/her pronouns! Don't worry, you can still call me Squish, or Admiral Squish, or Squishy, or whatever. Hey there! Remember me? It's been a while! Some things have changed! Honestly, there's entirely too much to go over in a paragraph, and some of you have already heard all this, so here's a link to a brief summary, if you're interested. All the other fighters seemed to have left already,Īnd even the sounds of the crowd outside had died down. Stiff… She made a mental note to try and develop a faster-acting Peel off her glue-splattered costume that her muscles had started to get
#Admiral squish skin
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