Hidden truth...

The next morning after Oakley's morning visit, your new gang of friends all had breakfast together in the great hall. The morning Owl post dropping your new second hand broom, it had been for sale for just ten gallons... it was a rather well worn Nimbus 2000. It certainly wasn't the latest model, nor the fastest broom to be fielded. But as Rory had pointed out it was highly maneuverable and just the thing for a beater. And you made plans to test it out in the court yard after school, just then the food vanished and it was time for your first class of the day.

Potions with the Raven-claws... the fat old Wizard who was teaching the class had you all pair off. As luck would have it you got paired with Rory, which gave you time to talk about the up coming Quidditch practice. While you worked on the Mopsus Potion, which was both surprisingly complex to mix and had to be stirred in a confusing pattern. Meaning the two of you had to divide the work, you ended up preparing and adding the ingredients. While Rory swished and stirred the bubbling concoction, he was also controlling the heat under the pot. Before to long you are sweating heavily, as you crush up the last of the herbs to be added.

“Thirsty?” Rory asked as he adjusted the heat once again, before taking out a couple of brass goblets. Using his wand to fill them with cold water, before pushing one against the table towards you. “Here... have a little water.” He invited taking a long drink from his own goblet, even as you glanced over at the offered goblet suspiciously. “I'm not going to poison you... you know.” Rory snorted as you look up from the goblet, noticing his hazel eyes for the first time.

“Errr... I know.” You mutter under your breath, still not picking up the goblet of water as sweat rolls down your face. “I guess Heddy has got me a little jumpy... with that cum addiction potion of his.” You explain... gathering the last of your ingredients into a pile as you get ready to add then to the potion.

“Cum addiction potion...” Rory snorted with a sideways grin... as he watches you add the last bits to your stewing potion. “Is that why you wouldn't drink the butter beer the other day?” You nod your head curtly as he starts to giggle, making you look over at him in curiosity. “There is a couple of things you need to know... first Heddy is horrible at potion making. Secondly there is no such potion... check in any book you like it is not real.”

“But you... and the other lads all go into the restrooms to suck him off.” You point out as Rory looks over at you with a smirk... shaking his head while rolling his eyes at you.

“That silly potion story is just away for certain lads to save face... if you suck a dick because you want to on your own. You're a Pooftah! But if you've been **** to do it... by the magic of a wicked Slytherin wizard then your just a victim. And if later on you find some magic to break the spell... then you are looked upon as a heroic figure in away.” Rory explained slowly, smirking as he worked the spoon around within the cauldron.

“Good spoon work there mister Kune... all around a very good effort... though perhaps the rot fungus could have been chopped a bit finer.” The corpulent older man congratulated them both, before strolling on to look into the cauldron at the next table.

“Thank you sir...” They both replied as they watched him stroll away, before Rory turned back to look at you. “If you want to suck a dick pretend you've been dosed, if not then just say that you keep out witting him. Or... if you've got real courage... just admit that you like both sucking and being sucked like Heddy does. I may not like Heddy that much... but I admire him for the courage he has to be himself.”