Isadora the Bunny Girl

“You are one disgusting, vile, peace of wizard excrement, that only the most depraved and inbred witches could ever find the list bit tolerable or worthy of life that I have ever had the misfortune of calling my own flesh and blood.”

Isadora was not liking her bunny girl suit. I took a sip of pumpkin juice.

“I hope you **** on that, I hope a dick pops out of that juice and you **** on that dick too.”

I glanced over and saw that she was picking out a wedgy as her black corseted bodysuit inched up her ass crack. She had the bunny ears, she had a cotton tail, she had cream colored mesh leggings, and even a collar with a red bow tie.

“Stop eye fucking me you inbred toad,” that comment was directed at Neville Longbottom.

I was wearing a purple suit with tails on the back of the jacket and a long top hat. I looked quite dashing if I did say so myself.

“You look like bloody Willy Wonka,” said Isadora. It was as if she read my thoughts.

Finally reinforcements arrived. Harry and Padme arrived as dates. So too did Ron and hermione. Isadora turned her face away as far as her neck could. Harry was the first to speak.

“Idius,” said Harry as his eyes looked me up and down. “You look-“

“You look like bloody Willy Wonka,” said Ron. I smiled. It sounded much nicer when Ron said it. Hermione broke the ice with Isadora.

“Isadora,” said hermione as her eyes looked my sister up and down. “You look?”

“Like a damn slut? Go ahead Hermione, say it.”

“Like a gorgeous slut,” said Hermione, “I mean it.” Isadora chewed her lip for a few moments.

“Fine, Hermione, I’ll take that if nothing.”

Aurora was watching us from the other side of the hall. She was talking to Draco. She really had some liking of Slytherin. Draco’s face twisted in disgust at seeing me.

“Come,” I said to Isadora. I grabbed her hand and she had **** but to follow. Harry’s voice followed with a last word.

“The mission is still on,” he said. Operation seduce Aurora was still a go.