Disclaimer: Harry Potter and associated ideas, characters, places and events are the property of J K Rowling.
This story is dedicated to my partner who pointed out the idea to me in a delirium, he is decidedly not an overly crazy Harry Potter fan (like myself) and thought the idea of this was the 'best thing ever'. So I said 'Challenge Accepted'.
Here is the Sack.
Enjoy.
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Hermione handed the small sack to Ron, "Now Ronald, this sack is very magical because even though we will be apart from one another it will still allow us to be intimate."
Ron blushed heavily at the notion of the two of them being intimate and asked, "h-how does it work?"
"Oh it is quite simple," she replied slyly, "This bag allows for spatial travel for whoever enters through it, in other words, if you stick your hand through it, it will materialise somewhere else."
"So, If I put my hand in there, where will it come out?" he asked squeamishly, the prospect of placing his arm willingly into a dark hole, not quite his forte.
"Well Ron," she said, placing her hand into her underwear, and before Ron could vocalise his confusion, he felt Hermione's petite hand, grabbing his own from the other side of the sack, "it will come straight into my underwear."
"S-so, if I put my penis in there," Ron began excitedly.
"Yes Ron," interrupted Hermione, pulling him close, "You'll cum straight into my underwear."
Later that day, Ron and Hermione sat on either side of Harry in Defence Against the Dark Arts with Snape, eager to try out the sack after class.
"Now remember Ron, don't do anything until after class." Scorned Hermione.
"Yes I know I know," he confirmed, "I won't do anything I swear"
While Snape droned along, discussing the differences between the weredog and the werewolf, Ron allowed the sack to get the better of him and he gently inserted his fingers into it. From the other side of Harry, he could see that Hermione jumped slightly in her seat, crossed her legs and continued to take down notes. Once he did it a second time she caught on to his actions, and looked down the table scornfully and mouthed;
'Don't!'
He grinned at her discomfort and continued to poke and prod his fingers in the sack, taking satisfaction in the small noises she made when he poked too strongly.
"Are you alright Hermione?" whispered Harry to his friend, "You keep fidgeting."
"O-ooh yeah, I am f-fine Harry, just uhhhh just a little restless."
"Uh ok." Replied Harry, giving his friend the strange eyes. Turning away from Hermione, Harry noticed that Ron had his hand wrist deep in a tiny sac.
"Oi, mate. What's in the sack?"
"What?" said Ron startled.
"What's in the sack Ron? Chocolate frogs?"
"Um, no."
"Peppermint twizzlers?"
"No."
"Did they release a new Bertie Botts sack?"
"No!"
"What have you got in there, why won't you tell me?"
"It's none of your business Harry."
"Why not?"
"Because I said so!"
"Give it here Ron."
"No Harry let GO!"
"I want it!"
Harry grabbed the sack from Ron and thrust his hand elbow deep into it, expecting one of Fred and George's gag gifts but was welcomed by something soft, supple and decidedly moist, almost slimy to the touch.
"Uh, disgusting! What is in here Ron?"
"OOoooh my . . ." shrilled Hermione, banging her hand on the desk to steady herself.
"Harry give it back RIGHT NOW!"
"What the bloody hell is wrong with you Hermione? Do you need to go to the hospital wing?"
"uhh . . . feels so."
"What on earth, do you three, think you are doing?" came a thunderous voice.
Looking up, the trio found Professor Snape, towering over them with a look of disdain and loathing plane for them to see. He reached over the desk and extracted the sack from Harry, who's arm slid out of it, covered in a fine film of clear liquid.
"What do we have here?" Snape asked curiously, "Another Weasley's Wheezers, perhaps."
Ron and Hermione stared horrified as Snape prodded the outside of the sack with his wand, while Harry began freaking out at the slime that was refusing to come off his arm.
"What the bloody hell is in that thing?!" cried Harry.
"Forty points from Gryffindor for your crass Mr Potter."
"Please sir, give me the sack back"
"I will do no such thing Mr Weasley" said Snape, "I will be confiscating this, and you and Miss Granger can stay after class.
When it came time for the end of class bell to ring, Ron and Hermione sat in silence waiting for there punishment, Snape silenced the room and locked the doors.
"You are foolish if you think that I do not know what this is," he stated, "it does not take a genius to create spatial travel portals. Even so, I doubt it was your bright idea Weasley"
They sat in silence as Snape pulled the sack from his pocket.
"Would anyone like to tell me where it leads?" he asked innocently.
Again they both remained too fearful in their silence to answer him.
"Very well, I have no choice but to investigate."
Sticking his dexterous fingers inside the sack, Hermione moaned loudly into the room and Snape sneered at her.
"What was that Miss Granger?" crooking his fingers. She moaned again in response.
"I think it's time for you to leave Mr Weasley. I'd like to have a word with Miss Granger, alone."
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