On a 10+, Pip is willing, take +1 Forward

You look for Pip in the Prefects' Study in House Minerval. They point you to her dormitory room, which, as a prefect, she is not obliged to share with a roommate. When you trace a sigil on the slate, its frame glows for a moment as it transmits your image to its mate inside the room.

The door opens immediately. Pipistrelle Clawson is lolling on her bed atop the disarranged bedclothes, a self-satisfied look on her face. She beckons you in. You do your best to hold your face impassive as the grassy scent of semen tickles your nose. Who's she been fucking? you wonder. The only other creature here is her familiar Fledermaus. The furry little bat is asleep, hanging head-down next to her cloak. It's a bit galling to see evidence that Pip was justly assigned punishment for laxity. But at least your feud is over. You can see how it began; both of you tall and slim, with long dark hair, taking the same classes, your similarities fueling your competitive urges; but where you'd risen from a village, Pip had floated on a magic carpet of Good Family and Connections.

"Woodbine," Pip says. "How are you feeling? Would you like to sit?"

"No, thank you," you say.

"Oh, of course!" Pip says. "I am sorry."

You wonder if you'd feel worse about Pip if you presume she really forgot that you took a thrashing for her, or if she was teasing you deliberately.

"What did you do to make the Housemaster angry at you?" you say.

"I was late too many times," Pip says. She raises her hands in an open-armed shrug. "He needed someone to thrash. Did he spunk on you?"

"Housemaster wanks when he's caning someone?" you say.

"Yes, unless it's public," Pip says. "You didn't know?"

You say "I don't know, I fainted. Euryale tended me and sent me to Miss Wormwood."

Pip shivers. "Ooh, that pair of snake-haired bitches," she says. "Better?"

"Better," you say. "But it took half the day. Nurse parked me in a corner and made me wait while she did the immunizations. Then all the first-day magical balls-up cases. Then she got her letch on with some Leontes broomer with a skinned knee."

Pip laughs. "She let you watch? That must have been something to see."

You tell her. "Bent over the table, hand to his prick, balls in her mouth, two of her snakes licking his arse."

"Eeeewhh, don't tell me!" Pip says, shuddering with delighted horror.

You shrug and put your fingers to your lips in the Sign of Silence.

"No, do!" she pleads with you.

You say, "Then one snake bit his cock root and the other snake went up his bum. He went all stiff and spunked himself empty, then kept shooting dry for another minute. He could barely move with the venom in him. She laid him down in an infirmary bed with his prick still hard and twitching. He was still like that when Miss Wormwood sent me on my way."

Prefect Pip gives another little shudder. "Beautifully horrible," she says. "I can think of a couple of broomies who deserve that treatment."

"So, Clawson?" you say. "I actually came to see if you could help me out with something."

Pip nods. "Ask on, Woodbine," she says.

⚅⚅ + 2 = 14. On a 10+, Pip is willing, take +1 Forward

"Fay and I want to get Golondrina Redmoor transferred to our House," you say.

Pip grins. "That big ginger as a Minnie?" she says. "How were you thinking?"

"I was thinking, Prefect, you could help get the Tutor's assent," you say. "Or pull some other Prefect strings."

Roll +Ambition (+2) (+1 Ambition, +1 Forward) to ASK PIP FOR A FAVOR.