Harry want to go up to the VIP bed to handle Stans VIP

Harry looks up to the acne cover face of Stan. He smile looking down while his hat tip over a little. Harry press one hand to his chest. His breaths coming out slowly in a sexy way. Harry see Stan knees buckles. Harry thought that Stan must never ever get to touch hot girls like himself.

Harry said. "Mmm. Why don't you tell the driver to take me to Diagon alley." His hands running over Stan slender chest. "And in the mean time you can ravish me in the vip bed."

Stan gulps. His confidence shaken from being pursue sexually by a hot green eyes chick. Stan slowly nod walking over to the old man driving the triple decker bus. They seem to be talking a little longer than it needed to be. Harry place his hand on his lovely hips waiting on Stan.

He came back nervously holding two nice pillows. He gulp again. Then he clear his throat to say something.