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The Creevey Files - Susan

Added 2024-09-29 15:39:05 +0000 UTC

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My name is Colin Creevey and these...these are the Creevey Files.

"Colin! What the fuck? Go away!"

When I saw her anger, I feared for my life, but I consider my life an adequate tribute for a shot of this beauty.

The ginger side of the two Hufflepuff Heavies, Susan has got a great pair. I've been after this shot for years - creeping into the Common Room, hiding for hours in the girls' bathroom. Last summer, when it was so hot that the girls would often go bathing in the more hidden parts of the lake, I begged Professor Babbling for Ancient Runes tutoring just so I could create a breathing apparatus that would let me spend my days and nights under the lake.

It was all for naught, and I began to give up hope.

But then, one recent evening, in the midnight hours, I saw Susan head out as I looked out my bedroom window. Out for some naughtiness with a paramour, perhaps, but I saw no evidence of him.

I was too distracted by this beauty stripping off and skinny-dipping, thinking that the reeds on the lake would protect her from my famous lens, far away from the castle.

She cursed me terribly - my balls were twisted around like the knot of a sandwich bag. I had to travel to St Mungos, for Pomfrey refused to heal me yet again.

It still burns when I pee, but when you look at this photo, I hope you'll agree - it was worth it.