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Notes: Two Gryffindor girls and chocolate. A fun little drabble I wrote in the midst of a serious craving for chocolate.

'Oh my God!' A breathless giggle. 'It's huge!'

'It is, isn't it?' Parvati smiled wickedly, rising to her knees to flourish... it... in front of Lavender's eyes.

'You've got. To be. Joking.'

'I'm not. You did say you wanted chocolate for your birthday.'

'I didn't mean...!' Another giggle, and Lavender was scrambling backwards on the bed. 'Parv... get that... away from me...'

'Don't tell me you haven't thought about it? A dildo? That's one thing we've never done...'

'With good reason. My God, look at it! It's--'

'Huge. I know. But it'll melt.' Parvati ran her hands up and down the heavy dildo, shaped masterfully and artfully as it was--the chocolate a strange dark color, just the shade of a fully aroused, blood-filled cock. Lavender found herself licking her lips.

But it was only later, when the bed was creaking beneath them gently, Lavender's throat glistening with sweat, that Parvati leant down to capture her mouth. 'Happy birthday,' she whispered, and rocked forward. Lavender cried out; and Parvati smirked, running her tongue along Lavender's lips before thrusting, tenderly, into that gasping mouth. She smiled. Lavender tasted of chocolate.