((Right after this disaster.)) I am never going to the Great Hall again, Kurama vowed silently, stalking up the stairs to the Divination classroom. First, he would take care of the massive, intense effects of whatever aphrodisiac someone had filtered into the air. Then, after a few hours days weeks of taking care of that, he'd hunt down whoever had the bright idea to drop a... a... sex bomb on Hogwarts and beat the shit out of them. First, though, he had to find Kusuriyuri. Being... read more
