CHAPTER 2 Ronald Weasley
It’s another day at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry when you head off to your Quidditch lessons. Everything seems normal, the birds are singing, the wind is blowing and everything just seems right. You have a great practice, but on your way out you see a fellow team member, Ronald Weasley, sitting in the grass, mumbling to himself.
“Is everything okay Ron?” you ask, figuring the answer would be no.
“I’m fine…I’m fine…”
“Ron, I can tell you’re not,” you say, putting your hands on your hips, waiting for a real answer.
“Fine, if I tell you will you not tell anyone?”
“I won’t tell anyone,” you say, and then he starts ranting off about how he thought he saw Hermione making out with McCormick after one of Slughorn’s parties.
“I-I just don’t know what to do…” is what he finished with.
“Get revenge.”
“Revenge?”
“Yes, make out with some girl, have her show you a good time.”
“Where am I gonna find a girl to do that? No one would want to do anything with me…”
“I’ll show you a good time Ron,” you say, with a little smile on your face and Ron’s ears turned red, “So, would you like a good time?” you ask, standing up and reaching your hand out to him. He said nothing, but he did stand up, and he took your hand.
You guide him outside of the Quidditch fields and hide behind some trees.
Once you’re out of sight you throw him up against a tree and tear off his trousers, because you’ve been wanting this for a while…and within moments his shirt is off too, then you start to do the same to yourself, as he observes in amazement. When you’re done he stands back up, and then you keep walking towards his till his back his up to the tree again. You put your hands on his shoulder’s and you hold his there. You then ‘direct him in’ and you start from there. As you’re doing it, holding his there, finding it very hard to stand up and his moaning isn’t helping much. You stagger backwards, almost falling, but he catches you, and then lays you down nicely on the ground. He gets over you and then in. He starts. It was much better than before. He has no mercy. He goes until you can barely stand it anymore, then luckily, he finished. You sat up, shocked that he could do such a thing. You got both got dressed and starting walking toward the castle. It was a good end to the day.
The end.
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