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>Merula kicks down the door to your dorm room
>ANON!
>oh hey Merula, what's going o-
>Merula punches you directly in the face
>AH! WHAT THE HE-
>before you know it her lips are on yours and she's throwing both of you onto your bed
>you slap her across the face, before rolling so she's underneath you
>rip her shirt open
>bite into her shoulder
>she screams in pain
>or ecstacy
>you're not entirely sure
>before you know it both of your clothes are off and you're fucking so hard you're not sure you're actually going to survive the night
>she's scratching the fuck out of your back
>there's blood all over the place
>she bites your neck
>is she a vampire?
>you start choking her
>are you a serial killer?
>you're going at it so hard you can't tell if your dick is still attached to your body
>Merula finally screams out
>CUM INSIDE ME YOU FUCKING HALFBREED
>cum so hard you ascend to a new plane of existence for a couple seconds

>you drag yourself into potions
>can barely walk
>can't feel much of anything below your waist
>back covered in scratches
>literal bite marks on your neck
>black eye
>merula looks about the same
>for a second you think snape looks like he's about to start cheering
>then his usual sneer falls into place
>"late again, Ymous? That'll be ten points from Slytherin"
>you barely have the strength to respond
>collapse into your seat
>glare at merula
>she glares back with a combination of hate and lust
>rowan looks between the two of you
>"did you two get into another fight?"
>how did he miss that?
>both you and merula turn to him, muscles screaming in protest
>neither of you say anything
>"...something like that"
>after exploding another cauldron because merula nearly fell asleep and knocked the cauldron over, slowly limp over to flight class
>start polishing your broom
>look up at merula
>she's biting her lip
>oh fuck
>"What the hell are you looking at, Snyde?"
>"Your pathetic attempt to work the shaft"
>hngggg
>she's gonna be the death of you
>rowan still somehow misses this exchange
>start summoning your broom
>"What's wrong Anon, having trouble getting it up?"
>"like you'd know anything about getting it up, you can't stop it from hitting you in the face"
>later on
>both you and merula are collapsed in the common room
>rowan is attempting to work
>rest of the room is mercifully empty
>rowan asks you about a question on the charms essay
>merula cracks an eye open
>"you really expect an idiot like him to know?"
>you raise your head
>"heh, big words coming from the girl who asked me who the charms teacher was...in the charms lesson"
>merula stands up
>"Anon, sarcasm really fits you, you sound as stupid as you actually are"
>rowan, recognizing the signs of an impending fight, backs out the room
>you stand up too
>"Merula, what the hell is your problem? Do you have to be a snarky cunt all the time?"
>merula steps forward, getting into your face
>"Anon, you've got to show me how you pull off that braindead stare, it's like you practise it all the time!"
>you move forward too, your faces are so close they're almost touching
>"Like I'd want to show you anything, you vindictive, self centred, BITCH!"
>both of you pause for a second
>merula slaps you in the face, hard
>you slap her back, just as hard
>within seconds she's thrown her body into yours and you're going for round two