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"Oh, Hermione, come back!"

"Please come back! We promise it's nothing dangerous."

Hermione moved as quickly and quietly up the stairs of the Burrow as she could, determined to get away from the Weasley twins and their new invention that they had asked her to test for them. Hermione Granger was a bright girl, a very bright girl indeed. She knew anything the Weasley twins wanted to test on her was absolutely nothing she wanted to be a part of.

Hermione slid quietly into the first door she reached doing her best to make no noise whatsoever so that the twins wouldn't know where she went. She stood completely still and held her breath until she heard two sets of footsteps run past the room she had just entered and continued on up another set of stairs. Once the footsteps were far enough away, Hermione let out a breath and turned around to lean against the door. The young brunette, however, was not prepared for the sight that met her unsuspecting eyes. She moved her hand to her mouth to muffle the gasp that had escaped from her lips. Hermione had accidentally slipped into one of the many bathrooms of the Burrow; this bathroom, however, happened to have already been occupied, occupied by one Ronald Weasley, one very naked Ronald Weasley, taking a shower. Ron seemed entirely unaware that anyone had entered the bathroom as he had continued on with his shower as if no one had. Hermione kept her hand over her mouth but couldn't keep her eyes from taking in the sight before her. Ron's back was to her, and Hermione's eyes slid over his muscular back and down to his rather toned bottom as her face turned a very Weasley-like shade of red. She couldn't seem to take her eyes off of him and continued to stare.

It wasn't until Hermione realized she could no longer see Ron's arse very well that she realized that Ron was turning around in the shower. Her eyes widened as she opened her mouth and was just about to start apologizing and explaining herself when she realized his eyes were shut. Hermione calmed slightly and thought to herself "if I just walk out calmly now, he'll never know I was in here", yet she stayed rooted to the spot. She was captivated by the trails of water running down his body. Once again, Hermione couldn't resist the temptation to look at what she had been trying not to look at since Ron had turned around. Seeing his backside was one thing, but seeing what else was normally hidden by Ron's pants felt to Hermione like crossing a line. Hermione felt herself lose the battle and let her eyes follow the droplets down Ron's body. She watched as the water rolled down his strong shoulders, across his toned abs, and into a patch of red curls. Hermione let out another gasp as she took in the full-frontal view she had been given of Ron. Right in front of her was Ron Weasley's cock and it was beautiful. Hermione's mouth stayed open as she looked at Ron's manhood. It was quite large and just completely perfect in her opinion. Hermione also noticed that it was hard, which made Hermione herself feel quite warm all over, particularly between her thighs.

Mere seconds after Hermione realized that Ron was hard, Ron seemed to realize the same thing. He grasped his cock firmly and started to slide his hand up and down the shaft. Hermione once again had to cover her mouth with her hand to stifle the gasp that escaped. "He's masturbating. Oh my goodness. I shouldn't be watching this." Hermione thought to herself. She still did not leave though. Hermione was utterly captivated by the sight before her and couldn't seem to move or even think about leaving that room when such a very hot sight was unfolding before her. Hermione was growing more and more turned on as she watched Ron. Then Ron moaned. No just any moan though, a moan of a name. Hermione felt every last bit of the heat in her body pool in between her thighs. Ronald Weasley had just moaned her name while touching himself in the shower. Hermione had never been more turned on in her life. "Would it be wrong to just offer him a hand?" Hermione pondered. She thought about this very hard before deciding she most certainly couldn't announce her presence now. What she really needed to do was leave, yet Hermione found herself unable to even blink for fear she would miss the finale of the show Ron was performing for her. "God, Hermione, yes." Ron gasped again, and Hermione was about to lose her ability to not either jump on him right then and there or start masturbating herself right there in that bathroom. Hermione watched as one of Ron's large hands moved quickly up and down his shaft, squeezing slightly and the other hand held tightly onto the edge of the shower, knuckles whiter than normal. With one more rather loud moan of her name, Hermione watched Ron bust his load in the shower. Hermione's mouth was still agape and her knickers were completely soaked by this point. Then Ron opened his eyes.

Ron gasped loudly. "Oh my god, Hermione! What are you doing in here?" He went tomato-red and tried his best to cover himself from view. Hermione just stared at him in shock. Ron quickly turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around himself. He knew what she had seen and felt utterly and completely embarrassed, not to mention confused. "Why is she in here? Why did she watch that?" Ron wondered to himself. "My..name.." Hermione squeaked out. Ron just raised an eyebrow at her, not sure what she was trying to say. "You said my name." Hermione breathed out nervously. Ron turned, if possible, even redder. "Oh..er..that. Well.. you see.. I…" Ron stuttered. "Do you… Do you do that… Do you think about me… Er… Do you think about me when you do that often? Hermione stammered out. Ron thought he might actually explode from embarrassment soon. Ron rounded up all the Gryffindor courage he could find and managed to get just enough to nod very slowly and whisper "all the time." Hermione's face now matched Ron's. Hermione and Ron avoided each other's eyes for a few tense moments before Hermione said, "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen in my entire life," very quickly and then ran out of the room as fast as she could. Ron stood staring at the place Hermione had just been standing with his mouth wide open. Hermione thought it was hot that he was wanking to the thought of her. "Bloody hell." He muttered and quickly followed her out of the room. This discussion was so not over.

The end..?

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