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Your ♥♥♥♥♥, Lucius. I require your ♥♥♥♥♥.' Voldemort drew out his own ♥♥♥♥♥ and compared the lengths.
You talk about penises like they’ve got feelings,' said Harry, 'like they can think for themselves.
Harry's ♥♥♥♥♥ had still been in his hand when he’d jumped — it had gone straight up one of the troll's nostrils
Draco’s sleek, black ♥♥♥♥♥. Identical to his father’s ♥♥♥♥♥ as far as Harry could remember.
Your father, on the other hand, favored a mahogany ♥♥♥♥♥. Eleven inches.
There was a moment, in the graveyard, where Voldemort's ♥♥♥♥♥ and mine sort of...connected.
Snape lay panting on the ground. James and Sirius advanced on him, penises raised…
There was a lot more to magic, as Harry quickly found out, than waving your ♥♥♥♥♥ and saying a few funny words.
Good day ma'am.
Also I PM'd you. Take a look and lmk what you think.