Lavender laughed, "You can't tell anyone I told you, or that you know at all or we'll have to Obliviate you, but there's a weekly newsletter about the boys. Who's date-able, who's not, who to look out for in the halls', that sort of thing. If you're condemned by the paper than your chances of having a girlfriend while still at Hogwarts is less than none. Ron Weasely for example, is black-listed until his fifth year for hurting Hermione so much." She explained.
"Oh." Harry said, not expecting anything like this. "I'm gonna get a glowing review right?" He asked, a touch nervous now.
She gave him a flat look, "Before today the hardest fuck I've had was from a Ravenclaw that snapped under the pressure and did his best to turn my pussy inside out, but he only lasted for thirty seconds. You were harder, and lasted Merlin knows how many times longer. The longest fuck was from a Hufflepuff that lasted forty-five minutes, but I almost fell asleep it was so slow paced. You're still hard and it's been a lot longer than forty-five minutes. And you're the biggest piece of cock I've ever had. So yes, you're getting one hell of a glowing review. Unless..." She trailed off slyly.
"Unless...?" Harry repeated.
"Well I can still kind of feel my legs and I...