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Harry Potter NR.1
Date: 2/8/2015, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Non-Erotic, Author: zimbi, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com
and clothes in drawers. She then went into the bathroom to freshen up. Her attention was immediately captured by the large mirror on the side wall, specifically her own reflection. She was thin, almost to the point of being sick. Her collar bone and her cheeks stuck out sharply as if everything underneath were hollow. The heavy bags beneath her eyes were dark like bruises and her skin was paper-like and dry. She brought a hand up to her face, needing to touch it to believe it was really her. Gone were the cheerful plump lips and round breasts. The muscle she had gained in Quidditch practices and in fighting Death Eaters had withered away. Her clothes hung on her like bed sheets. She reached the hem of her shirt and pulled it up, revealing her stomach. Everything was mostly healed but the map of her time spent at Lestrange Manor was clearly drawn over her skin. She took a reassuring breath before pulling off her shirt entirely and studying herself. She could remember when almost every scar was made. The one travelling down her arm was the first one. Another around her chest peeking out from under her bra for when she would not tell Bellatrix who had told her the prophecy. And so, so many more. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened and Regulus bumped into her since the room was so tiny. "Oh Gin, sor-" He stopped. He'd been about to close his eyes, turn away, and leave but he froze and shamelessly looked at her body, awestruck. With both hands he reached toward her hips and turned ...