One day, Ron went to the market and saw Neville looking at bananas. Ron was sad because Harry was dead, but he was turned on by how Neville was looking at the bananas. There was lust in his eyes as he fondled the bananas and longing in his eyes when he saw Ron s shocking red hair. Their eyes met, but there were no words as they had eyesex.
When they broke eye contact, Ron s eyes traveled downwards and saw that Neville had grown a tent in his trousers. Neville blushed when he saw where Ron was looking, but he couldn't deny his arousal and began involuntarily stroking a banana. Ron's face turned a shade of red to rival his hair when he saw Neville's thumb rubbing the hard brown tip of the banana. Ron groaned at the thought of Neville doing this to him, and Neville's surprise at the sudden sound of content caused him to squeeze the banana too hard and a bit of the milky center oozed out.
Neville swirled the liquid around the tip and then slowly brought his thumb to his mouth to lick it off. Ron's jaw dropped and he licked his lips hungrily as his hand snaked under his waistband. Neville could no longer stand the pressure in his nether regions and after three long strides, his arms were wrapped around Ron and their tongues were dancing as one. They quickly divested each other of their clothing and their hands began exploring their bodies.
It wasn't long until Ron needed something more and he flipped Neville around and gently shoved his fingers into Neville's milky center. Neville pushed back eagerly, needing more, and Ron provided. He was thrusting furiously in time with Neville's moans and both were caught up in a reverie of pleasure; they didn't notice, however, that their erratic thrusts were dangerously close to making the display of bananas topple to the floor. Neville turned himself around to face Ron so that he could look into his eyes and clutch his long, lustrous locks. Neville then noticed that the saying was true: the carpet always does match the drapes. He couldn't resist running his fingers through Ron's ginger jungle.
This made the little ball of fire in Ron's pelvic area erupt and he began pushing into Neville even harder with no abandon as he neared completion. The sound of the bananas smacking into the floor as they were pushed over the edge muffled the sound of Ron's and Neville's simultaneous orgasmic calls for Harry. Neville's sweet love juice blended in easily with the milky white innards of the fallen, smushed bananas while Ron's hot fluids filled Neville to the brink.
Ron and Neville panted together on the floor as they collected themselves, but their post-sex bliss was interrupted by a couple surprise guests who had been lured by the sound of the bananas.
"Ronald! What do you think you're doing?"
Ron started at the sound of Hermione's authoritative voice and Neville blushed, but as they looked at their school friend, who had Luna by her side, they realized all was not right with Hermione's usually perfect appearance. The two girls were looking disheveled and Hermione's skirt was tucked into her knickers. Luna's hair was sticking up in odd places as well, and it soon dawned on Ron and Neville what they had been doing. There was silence for a moment as each pair dared the other to comment, until Neville spoke:
"Foursome?"