"Mmmm..." Ron moaned quietly as his tongue twisted in Hermione's mouth, relishing the sweet taste that Hermione naturally possessed.
The two had been on prefect duty, and run across each other in the halls. They decided to continue their rounds together, as it was a cold night. Hermione conjured up her specialty blue flames as they sat together to warm things up a bit. Ron scooted a bit closer to Hermione to add some extra heat.
Hermione whispered, "My hands are awfully cold."
So Ron took them in his significantly larger hands and rubbed them, and gazing into her eyes asked in husky voice, "Is that better?" His lips curved slightly up in a lopsided grin.
Hermione found the curving of his lips irresistible and reached up to touch them with her slender fingers. She moved her hand to the back of his head and pulled him towards her, locking him in a passionate embrace. Their bodies twining together, they snogged like the world was going to end in the next five minutes.
Hermione undid his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and slowly slid it off, exploring his body with her hands. "Mmm...Ronald, your abs are so well pronounced."
He grinned into her mouth and whispered back, "I've got magical enhancement, and it's not just my abs, Hermione..."
She gasped quietly, "Oh, Ronald.."
"Oh, yes indeed" said a rasping voice from behind them.
They gasped and tore apart, jumping up quickly.
The caretaker, Filch, gazed at them a mere yard away. The two had no idea how long he had been standing there. A shiver went up Hermione's spine. "W-we were just trying to warm up."
"No magic in the halls, Ms. Granger," Filch scowled, and nodded at the blue flames, "I'm afraid you two will have to accompany me to my office."
Ron and Hermione nodded, resigned, having no clue what Filch had in store for them.
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When they entered his office, Filch walked to the back of the room and began to dig through his drawers. Ron began to put his shirt back on, when Filch turned and glared at him, "Leave it off." His rasping voice echoed through the damp office.
He pulled out a pair of chains and cuffs, "I'm not really allowed to use these, but I've kept them around just in case they decide to bring the old ways back." He grinned and reminisced, "Those were the good days..."
"And you know, prefects should know better than to use magic in the halls; I do believe I'm going to have to use some special forms of punishment on you miscreants."
Hermione stared, wide-eyed at him, "Wh-what do you mean?"
He grinned and advanced on them, cuffs in hands...
"Now, who should I educate first...? Mr. Weasley? It seems that it may take longer for you to get it down. Also, you mentioned something about magical enhancements? I should make sure that they are school approved, do you agree?"
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"Uuuuuuungh..." Hermione cried out in pure ecstasy. "Show me more, Filch! Show me more!" She looked into his eyes, "I've been a bad girl, teach me a lesson."