Suddenly, the floor came out from under her and she fell in an abyss, or what seemed like an abyss. She landed on a mattress on the floor of a room lit with candles, and looked around, puzzled. This was either a great trick or some great magic performed. But for what purpose? Who would do all this for a small amount of money?
Out of the shadow, a figure crept towards her. She inched closer to see who it was, and began to state her role as school prefect when the figure's face came into the light, and she saw who it was. Her words died in her mouth, and she just sat there, mouth gaping. It was Ron, completely nude. He stood there, half erect, and smiled at her.
" Hey Hermione. Whats up?" he said, sparkling eyes telling exactly what was up. She was still quite puzzled, and she said, "Give me a moment, would you?"
She turned away from the naked Ron and breathed in deeply, then out. Her mind was racing. What happened here? What's going on? What was with the money and hair and--- oh. She finally understood. Who ever it really was underneath the Ron facade had polyjuice potion in his aide. He had mixed Ron's hair in a small portion and drunk it. It was a scam! Whoever was behind this got pleasure and money from poor innocent girls and had been getting away with it! How dare he!
She started to turn and was about to yell when her mouth was covered by what looked like Rons. And felt like Rons. She groaned, wanting more. Wait, she told herself. This isn't really Ron. This is some guy trying to justify rape. Stop! Stop!
But her body wasn't listening, and instead was pressing against the hard body that was like Rons. A moan escaped her, and she let his eager tongue enter her mouth, tasting him. He tasted like chocolate mint and wine. Mmm... she thought, before she lost all conscious thought.
