The Last Horcrux/Lestrange Manor/Bathroom/Fantasize about Lavender Brown
You start to think about your pretty friend Lavender Brown. She is such a cute girl, and nearly a year younger than you, as she has just turned eleven last month, whereas you will be twelve in October. You remember how cute she looked in her t-shirt and panties when you stayed over at her house for her birthday. Although she is younger than you, her sweet breasts are just starting to swell and her nipples are growing. Her pussy was still bare the last time you caught a glimpse of it, but you could have sworn her little clitoris was protruding from her slit. Beautiful though she is, perhaps the best thing about Lavender is just how oblivious she is to your raging lust. It must be obvious how you stare at her developing body, but the girl hasn’t the faintest idea.
You run your hands over your body, wishing it could be her body that you are caressing. You need to find a way to touch her, to caress her, to make her yours. You need to get her naked somehow. Then it dawns on you: her naïveté is your gift. You will invite her over to stay the night, then decide that it’s bath time. Sweet innocent Lavender won’t hesitate to take off her clothes and jump in to a nice hot bath with you. You couldn’t possibly have an ulterior motives.
By now your nipples and clitoris are painfully erect. You pinch and twist your nipples with one hand, and massage your pussy and clit with the other, feeling the pleasure pulse every time you caress and squeeze and rub your special places…
Lavender would sit in water, facing you and luxuriating in its heat. There won’t be enough room for her legs, and you’ll feel her soft wet flesh against your thighs. Just for a moment, her calf muscle will slide across your pussy, slick with the water, and you’ll desperately want to grab her leg and rub your virgin slit against it again and again. You’ll control yourself though, and playfully slash her with some water instead.
Lavender will giggle, and splash you back a bit. She’s so pretty, and her growing tits are delightful, adorable swelling nipples that are just begging to be sucked.
“Are you looking at my boobs Emily?” She’ll ask you, maybe not as clueless as you thought she was. She’ll laugh, showing that she doesn’t mind but that she knows you are naughty.
“Yeah,” you’ll admit, laughing and covering your face in embarrassment, “you’re getting boobs now and I was having a peek. You’re really pretty Lavender, you’re going to have great boobs.”
“I hope mine grow nicely like yours are,” she’ll say, looking at your perky little breasts.
“They will,” you’ll reassure her, then giggle and slash her some more.
You’ll rub soap on her back, desperate to rub your hands all over her body, but too nervous not wanting her to freak out, then you’ll shampoo her hair and rinse it under the water. She’ll do the same for you, and as you sit between her legs, facing away from her, your bottom will slip on the wet porcelain of the bath tub and your wet body will slide against hers for just a moment…
The hot water feels so good on your pussy. You wish she was masturbating you instead.
She’ll wash your hair, and rinse it, and you’ll both get out of the bath. Towelling yourselves dry, you’ll run to your bed, and put on your nightclothes. Yours are an expensive silk nightie, whereas she’ll wear some cute pyjamas that accentuate her innocence. You’re almost sad when you both cover up your nakedness from one another.
You get out of the bath and go to your bed, still wet on the sheets, you don’t care. You have to quench the fire of lust in your hungry vagina and in your bed you can spread your legs wide and finger your slit…
You’ll wrestle with Lavender. You’ll give her a chance at first, then you’ll hold her down, hands around her wrists, your body pressed down on top of hers.
“Let me go!” She’ll squeal, still laughing and enjoying the game.
“Only if you give me a little kiss,” you’ll tell her.
She agrees, and you move in to kiss her, but only manage a quick wet kiss on her lips before she struggles and slips out from under you somehow.