Some Witch Porn

The light reveals Harry’s small collection of trinkets and toys taken from Dudley’s second bedroom, all cheap and not to be missed by his spoiled brat of a cousin. Harry immediately pafs a luxurious beanbag chair into existence and sinks into it. He reaches over to the thin shelf which contains his few treasures and sifts through them, soon finding what he’s looking for; a sheaf of thin books and magazines.

Harry flips through them for a few minutes, before snagging his document of choice from the bunch. He smiles as the pictures move, as is common in the Wizarding world. Licking his lips, he clumsily starts undoing his belt before snorting a laugh at himself and simply vanishing his pants with his wand.