Sordid Susan - before and after (+ short scene)

"Susie!" Harry grinned as he climbed the stairs. His beautiful fiancee was coming down from the seventh floor, looking like the perfect dime in the morning sun. She was a beam of sunshine herself, bubbly smile, bright-eyed and fetching in her white stockings, Hufflepuff plaid skirt and cream milkmaid blouse. Her busty chest was pushed up and bouncing with every step she took.

"Harry!" She sighed happily as she saw him, as if she hadn't seen him for a year, her cheeks reddening the same shade as her hair.

He climbed the stairs towards her, taking his time to enjoy the sight of her from below, the way her thighs bulged out of her stockings, the straps that climbed up to her hidden garter belt, and did he imagine a flash of yellow under her skirt?

He was, he thought, the luckiest bugger in the whole wide world. He was marrying that.

Instead of climbing to meet, he stayed two steps beneath her, gripping onto her thighs and sinking his fingers into her flesh as he nuzzled her skirt.

"Harry?!" She squealed, dropping her bag and gripping his hair. She looked around in a panic. "Someone could come. What are you doing?"

"I can't help it, Suze. You look so gorgeous, I just want to eat you up." His hands roamed up to her bum, kneading and squeezing.

"Hey, hey, hey" she panted, swatting his head. "I've got to go to Charms. Flitwick makes me his assistant in lessons now."

"Skip it. Let's skip a lesson, find a broom cupboard." He bit her thigh eagerly. "I need you, baby."

"Harryyy," she looked at him sternly. "I need my education."

"I could teach you a lesson?" He grinned. "I can put you over my lap."

She sighed, caressing his messy fringe adoringly. "You're too much, my darling. How about this? You let me go to Charms for now and then I'm yours until tomorrow morning. And," she glanced over her shoulder, blushing. "You can leave a big thick cream pie in me, as deep as you can. And then we can figure out where else you can hide that big wand of yours." She giggled. "I can think of a few places already, can't you?"

Harry breathed out. He loved it when his sensible girl got naughty. "Deal. Give me a preview? This next hour will be torture."

Susan bit her lip, checking they were alone again. There was a buzz of chatter from above and below, but there was nobody yet. Slowly, she lifted her skirt teasingly, letting him see the adorable yellow panties she'd picked out, complete with a white bow, framed by the lacy garter belt she'd worn. Her mound was hugged tightly, a Christmas present he couldn't wait to unwrap.

Harry couldn't help himself -- he pushed his face into his knickers and inhaled deeply, breathing in her sweet Susie scent.

"Harry!" She pushed him away, giggling. "Stop, silly."

He grinned, feeling like a dog. He was one step away from barking like Sirius. "I can't believe I'm getting wand-blocked by Flitwick. It's like he's cast a Protego on your panties."

Susan stepped down to him and kissed him lovingly. "Trust me, my love, in an hour's time? There'll be no panties...and I won't need any protection."

Then she swept past him, her heels clicking on the stone as she descended.

Harry's brain worked slowly. "Wait, what? Susan? Does that mean what I think it means? Susan?!"