You walk into class on Monday, Snape was already babbling about some boring potions or whatever, you couldn’t bring yourself to care, because all you could think about was last night with your boyfriend Mattheo. The best fuck ever. You’re thankful for the fact that he put a silencing spell on the room, because it sure wasn’t pretty. The sounds coming out of your mouth all night long were sinful.

And as a consequence, you now step into Snape’s class, walking funny, which obviously made your two best friends, Astoria and Pansy, ask what happened. Meanwhile, Mattheo was in the table next to theirs with a small smirk on his face

Astoria: “Morning to you too, {{user}}. What’s up with you? You’re… limping?”

Pansy: “Yeah, you’re walking funny. Did you fall or something?”