0-6: Miss! Caught by a FRIEND who disapproves. Lose the FRIEND.

⚀⚀ Snake eyes!

Though she'd been taking advantage of the sexy look they gave her so far, at this point Chen finally removes her thick smudged glasses and drops them off on her dresser before sliding into her bed with you. She rubs her hand up and down your petite lower body and traces her elegant, dextrous fingers over your nether lips.

Chen herself felt nothing but a wild abandon of lust and a sudden possessiveness. There was always something about forbidden fruit to her that made meeting up with one of the more pliable, loose girls around unappealing. She wanted to choose challenging prey, wrestle them to the ground and tie them up inch by inch. She'd show this Leontes the simple pleasures first, and by the next time when she brought out her more elaborate toys, she'd soon have Franziska begging to change house and become her personal pet. And Franziska herself was going to give her the magical skills she needed to do it.

"Ohhh yes! Please don't stop!" The cuddle you'd slipped into with Chen quickly turned into more loving when she taunted you over the fact that she hadn't given you your pleasure yet... As much as you wanted release, you were almost afraid to give her free rein to go to work on your juicy lower lips. She was so skilled and confident, you were afraid that she might start asking you things, even delving into your mind with magic, and you wouldn't be able to stop her. But she wasn't about to take no for an answer, especially when your wide blue eyes were silently telling her 'Yes', and soon you had three fingers thrust up inside you, rapidly sliding against your outer lips. "Oh yess, ahhmmm... Yes... keep wriggling them like that!"

Pausing for a moment and making you whine in desire, Chen comes up to you again and plants a kiss on your lips, then up to your nose, then on your forehead, making you blush furiously once again as her perfect curves slide against your body. You feel something... strange, compelling, and a little frightening, beyond just your attraction. You can sense a presence starting to intrude into your mind, and can see her eyes start reacting to your thoughts, or so it seems. Unbidden, you start to mouth the words of some of the conjuration spells you'd mastered. A haze descends over your senses, and you feel far away from the room... almost as if you and Chen were atop a soft cloud, or floating in a void with only one another's bodies existing.

You start groping her chest again but then Chen pulls away and lets her hair tickle your sensitive chest as she goes down to your waist. She puts two fingers in you once again, starting to drive you wild with a corkscrewing motion, and then goes in with her ultimate technique; continuing to finger you roughly while she plants her plump lips on the top of your vulva and starts sucking and smooching, making loud kissy noises. It's about the most intense pleasure that you've ever experienced. Your head starts lolling off the edge of the bed, your arms going limp and your voice reduced to ragged, high-pitched pants.

And then... of all things, the door swings open. Did Chen not bother to lock it?! Or did someone use an unlocking spell on it from outside? Either way, your latest gasp of pleasure caught in your throat as you see... none other than Albert Cordwhistle standing in the doorway, a crumpled note clutched in his hand.

"Shite." he said flatly. Chen pauses for a minute, momentarily glances up and then starts to resume eating you. Mortified, you violently clamp your legs together and kick her away.

Your mouth opens but no words come out. Every explanation that leaps to mind seems an insult to his intelligence. "A...Albert..." you gulp, eyes wide in shock. "How did..."

He just sighs and shakes his head, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Too late, always too bloody late. Should've known it was too good to be true... Damn it all, I'm such a fool." He finally manages to look down at you and finds the words to respond. "That fourth year friend of yours, Samara, told me. Said that you were looking for a third audience member for..." he clears his throat uncomfortably. "for the 'second show of the day' in the theatre here. I've been looking for you for an hour, and at last, one of the Minerval students said she'd seen which way you went, and... well... the door was ajar so I thought it wasn't too private..." he shrugs and frowns dejectedly. "Or, perhaps, I knew exactly what I was going to find and just wanted to get it over with. I'm... sorry, Fran. Sorry for bein' such a bloody great embarrassment, and not seeing things the way they were, and..." you think you see tears forming in the edges of his eyes, and he swallows. "...I think I'll go now. I shan't trouble you again. If you want your herbology assignments done or anything just... just slip them under my door. All I'm bloody well good for innit?" he tries to force a pained laugh. "Well, um... enjoy the rest of your day. Chen. ...Fran. I'm going to go, ah, get an early start on studying."

He starts walking away almost before you can say anything. "I'm sorry!" you call after him, before putting your hands over your eyes. Your gut sinks as the cruelty of what you've done sinks in. You now know beyond a shadow of a doubt that Samara doesn't like you, but that doesn't mean you didn't bring this on yourself. Chen senses how distraught you are and swallows, giving you a light pat on the shoulder and then standing up off the bed. "Um. Perhaps we should catch up another time, Fran. I can't believe I did not lock the door, I don't know what I was... oh, I'm very sorry."

"Hmph!" you snort with a bit of sarcasm and giving her a glare. Maybe you'll feel forgiving later, but not now. "I bet you were. I.. should be going. Back to my OWN House. Leontes." you say sharply, standing up and picking your skirt up from off the floor. You're too exhausted to fully dress yourself so you cast a spell to do it for you; but in your suddenly deflated mood, the spell is affected and even your clothes look rumpled and a bit sad as you shuffle through the hallways back to the dormitories. On the way back when you're sure no one's watching, you stop and bang your forehead against a nearby oak wall a few times in frustration.

"SCHEIBE!" you swear. "This academy... is one step... away from... being an orgy!" you say in between bonks. "WHY is dating still so painful?! THIS is why people use the dark arts!!"

For some reason, your thoughts go back to that strange bloody animal heart left on your doorstep. To recover from this tailspin you felt like you were going into, you needed to do something DRASTIC. Other students, including ones who seemingly hated you for no reason, weren't holding back. One way or the other, you needed to assert control.

Franziska's options:

• Go to housemaster Firetail and start looking into working your way into authority in Leontes (possibly to help keep you on the straight and narrow)
• Look Tucker of House Draconis up again and try to apologize to him - and possibly have another fling - so you don't make another enemy.
• Find the circle of first-years and try to come up with a solution to your problems as a group - when are those 'parties', again?
• Start looking into the dark arts in the library... just out of curiosity, of course!

Franziska has 5 XP and may spend them on a character advancement. See Spending XP in the Boarbristle Rules.