JK Rowling is a genius who owns Harry Potter and I dont… obviously
Kind of an alternate universe fic.
It was just another day of studying for Ron Weasley. He sat at a table in the library which was pretty quiet seeing it was another Friday night. People made fun of him for this but he could not get anything less than Outstanding. He was reading over his potions book. All of a sudden he hears a loud bang and something like a whimper while some books fell to the floor. Drawing his wand, he went to go see what it was. Before he got there, he saw the most infamous whore in Hogwarts, Hermione Granger, on top of Cormac McLaggen who was grunting and gripping her ass as she was riding him and moaning. Sighing to himself and shaking his head, Ron cast a silencing charm and headed back to his study area to continue reading about the wolfsbane potion.
