Lads, Dennis here. I’m carrying on my brother’s legacy. You know McGonagall gave me the gig for taking the official portraits for the Quidditch teams this year, so each Common Room gets the big team photo and the individual one too. Mostly, it’s been a dragon-dung job (you ever tried to get Marcus Flint to break a smile?), and I’m not even being paid! Although I have found my own way to get remuneration…
Here’s some of the official too-hot-to-handle photos that didn’t make the official album, from my private stash.
First, the lovely Katie Bell. I caught up with her after Quidditch training, covered in sweat and mud, and she gave me a little flash (of her knickers and her smile) when I convinced her to sit down for a photo. Not so much a cameltoe, more of an entire hippogriff talon! Not pictured — she smelled amazing. I’m thinking of paying Peeves to steal some of her sweaty underwear so I can just breath her in…