Chapter 14
by 
Zingiber
What's your move?
Go find Susan to warn her of Nan
A wave of lusty energy sweeps through your body, making your pulse beat fast, your girl parts moisten and swell. The scent of Bruno's spilled seed tickles your nostrils beside the oozing female musk of Nan, Cynthia, and Latrice's swollen cunts. Though you long to join them, Nan's wish for **** on Susan goes far beyond the bounds of fair play. Wresting your gaze from the knot of squirming bodies, you leave the room where the Great Mother of Desire was summoned, and go looking for Susan.
The halls of House Beavertail's quarters are quiet, here in the middle hours of the night. A few witch-lights flicker at the ends and crossings of corridors. You kindle a glow on your wand and go to search for Susan Quaffle's room. You think that as a prefect, she'll have a room to herself.