The Tale of
HERMIONE
…and her Monster Man Meat.
A Tale in Six Parts.
Co-authored by Hooligan, Valentina, Road, Amadeus.
Editing by Caesar.
PROLOGUE
"Hermione's Awakening."
The sky above the great hall sparkled with the light of a thousand stars, a perfect night for Hermione to prepare her tool.
She reached down; underneath Dumbledore's throne at the head of the hall. She felt around some, until finally her hand came across a small button. It was shaped like a dong. She pressed it firmly, and a resounding hiss erupted from the chair. Immediately, a white bolt of holy fury splintered down through the invisible ceiling, struck one of the throne's posts and ricocheted between the adjacent post until the back of the chair was weaved with white hot energy. The seat began to glow and soon the entire chair was blinding. Hermione shielded her delicate eyes. Through the palms of her hands and her eyelids she could still see a faint glow, and suddenly it was gone. She looked where Dumbledore's throne was sitting a minute ago; all that remained was a sliver of virgin metal. Hermione touched it for a moment. It was icy cold. She picked it up, and instantly it began to take shape. The platinum silver began to fade, taking the tone of flesh. It was time, Hermione thought. At one end the tool began to elongate, the other side began to fatten. Hairs began to bristle from this end. Her tool was ready...
