little commission I did
I was about a year since the Boy who lived had survived the attacks on Hogwarts and defeated his rival Voldemart. He was currently living in a quiet cottage in Brittan surrounded by books. Outside his window he could look at his Garden that was ripe, due to good farming and magic. He chewed on a glowing pair as he pulled out a quill writing his memoror
“Honey would you like one of the Butter beers” Hermione Said
She smirked as she whispered a spell of impudence over Harry Potter’s beer. She was dripping it in for weeks to make him impudent in bed. It was all part of her plan to get his confidence down and to cuckold him. Life hasn’t been exciting since the left Hogwarts. Harry had been ignoring her to write his memoir and do his studies. Whenever she wanted to go out. He would pushed up his glasses and said “There isn’t time Hermione…I much teach there next generation of Wizard and stop the darkness from rising”