What You See Is What You Get
Harry and Ron were immediately taken to the Hospital Wing where Madam Pomphrey combined antidotes upon antidotes. Alas, the power of the potion had not even remotely wavered. The two of them tried to gang up on the faculty members to get to you. What was even more disturbing is you enjoyed it a bit, you liked the feeling of being wanted in that way.
A few days later you met Hermione in the library, when she had just finished visiting the guys. You tapped her on the shoulder making her toss her notes on the dusty floor. "Sorry," you replied, gathering up some of the parchment. Something on one of the pages caught your eye: Helga's cup, Slytherin's locket, Riddle diary ---. Before you could read the rest Hermione snatched the paper away from your grasp.
"It's alright Guin, you startled me is all." You handed her the rest of the papers, "What's all that about?" Pointed to the snatched page. "Nothing, just something I'm doing for myself." The tone in her voice told you not to push the subject any further at that given time. "How are Harry and Ron?" Hermione's face brightened, "Oh loads better, it seems the effects have worn down, so they've been discharged form the Hospital Wing."
You smiled hoping things would go back to normal. At dinner though there was no sign of either of them. But Harry's snowy owl came flapping, dropping a letter on your half-eaten plate. Your mother seemed to be in St. Mungo's, having been attacked by a number of Death Eaters. Your father, putting up a struggle, had been taken away with them following a larger growth of kidnappings.
What made it a bit strange was the Dark Mark was seen over the hillside though, according to Ministry Officials, no one had been found dead. You were too stunned to reply, so you slowly got up from your seat walking out of the Great Hall without a single reply to your friends.
You took a cold shower to try and snap you out of the mood you were in. Gripping the towel to your chest you made your way to your room. That is until a pair of powerful arms pulled yours behind your back. You struggled, and was about to scream until another body pressed itself against your front, capturing your lips in a rough kiss.
The lips bruising yours, and feeling the figure behind you grinding against your backside. Noticing the bulge forming. You tried to suppress it, but a moan escaped your lips. It turned out to be a domino effect after you the two forms groaned loudly as well. That's when you recognized who they were.
Instead of struggling more, you grip them closer, getting in tune with them. You felt Harry and Ron smile as they each kissed and sucked a side of your neck. You felt them pushing and tugging you into an empty classroom. 'Are you ready for this Guin? With two different guys? Sorry, don't think I'm that slutty.' You thought to yourself solemnly. "Guys we can't, not yet." How'd it come out like that?
"I like you both, but I don't know if it's right to be all together, is it? The three of us?" Ron and Harry weren't paying attention to the things you were saying. They seemed more intrigued with getting the towel away from your body. You struggled against them when it dawned on you. "The potion never wore off did it? You lied about it." Harry hands trailed up your thighs the towel prowling up to your stomach. "We had to get to you somehow Guin." They ravished you for what seemed like light years kissing forbidden places making your muscles spasm.
Groans escaping from you, when finally a burst of light came flying through the corridors. Catching the attention of all three of you. "What the bloody hell is going on in here you buggers?"