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Ginny sat next to her in the boat, staring

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at nowhere with a meaningless gaze during the entire voyage.
Hermione was worried that her friend would be hurt in her mind.
But when the gloomy fortress of Azkaban appeared from the mist, Ginny started and shivered.

“There are no more Dementors there,” said Hermione to cheer her friend.
There was no strength to talk about what Malfoy just did to them.
– There are no dementors? – feverishly rattling Ginny.
– There is no Malfoy! There are not all his friends-beasts! There is no one who looked at us today.
Yes, this is heaven, not a place! I want to sit there for life! “Hush,” Hermione reassured her, but she acknowledged that Ginny had her own reason in the words.
Worse than at Hogwarts, they will not even be in Azkaban.
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Through the dark corridors, Hermione and Ginny were taken to a closet where gray prison robes were dumped.
The old, stooped jailer took Gryffindor from the Aurors, took their wands and squeaked: “First walk?” Long time there were no cute pobrydushek.
Throw off this shame that you have instead of clothes! Hermione and Ginny quickly threw off all their clothes and stood bare, shivering from the draft and the cold floor.
Previously, they would be disgusting to undress in front of this old man, but now they are accustomed to bare themselves anywhere and in front of anyone.
But to the fact that everyone now sees their tattoos, Hermione and Ginny are not yet used to it.
“Well, you have tattoos,” the jailer whistled.
– Portaki that is necessary! Well, stand up with crustaceans, spread your legs wider and spread the buns.
Hermione and Ginny, as usual, have become a pose.
– He wants to fuck us too? – whispered Ginny.
Hermione didn’t know the answer and caught herself thinking that she almost didn’t care.

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Suddenly she screamed – the jailer abruptly pulled the dildo out of her vagina.
Immediately he did the same with Ginny.
“Well, you are anxious – you have come to Azkaban with the fuckers,” the old man grunted, quickly and squeamishly examining the destroyers.
– Well, here we are.
His long, hard fingers reached inside Ginny’s vagina and began to examine him.
The jailer shoved three fingers at once into the red-haired Gryffindor’s pussy, then tickled the clitoris.
Ginny put up with silence and groaned only when the old man took out her fingers and immediately, without training, stuck them deep in Ginny’s ass.
“Keep quiet,” said the old man.
– Not a virgin, not for the first time in the ass you give.
And your holes need to be checked, you are there at least a wand, even though you can carry a cudgel.
Okay, with you everything is clear.
After the jailer’s fingers penetrated Hermione’s vagina as deeply and carefully, and felt her anal from the inside, the old man threw two prison robes to the gryffindors.
“Pull this up and I’ll show you your number.”
Luxury class, I was specifically asked to arrange you comfortably, the jailer laughed.
Hermione took the robe in her hands – and could not wear it.
By order of Malfoy, she and Ginny could only wear a fucking uniform or walk naked.
“We probably won’t dress,” she said softly.
“My business is to offer,” the old man answered.
– Lada, take your samoye and slap naked.
Hermione and Ginny gently inserted the destroyers into their vaginas, shuddering from the friction of cold metal inside their vaginas.
The jailer led them by long corridors past dark cells.
Somewhere they cried, somewhere they screamed obscene songs, somewhere they laughed madly – in Azkaban it was never quiet.
The jailer led the Gryffindor to the lattice of one of the cells and waved his wand – the rods parted, and he pushed Hermione and Ginny inside.
“Good night,” he giggled.
“The receptionist in the drinking room, the shower was turned off, the mini-bar was stolen, but otherwise we have a wonderful hotel,” and he went down the corridor, whistling some tune.
Hermione and Ginny froze, blinking and squinting in the twilight of the camera.
Suddenly, Hermione screamed – they grabbed her from behind.
Strong female fingers, smeared with dust and dirt, began to roughly understand Hermione’s elastic breasts.
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