This choice: Hermione is tutoring Ginny, and presses Harry with questions. • Go Back...Chapter #7Hermione is tutoring Ginny, and presses Harry w... by: Mr. George   Harry looked for Hermione towards the back of the library, in the antiquarian section. The dust was thick, and the quiet thicker. It was her favourite spot for being left alone. He hadn't even needed the Marauders Map to find her. The sound of quill scratching on parchment told him he was on the right track. He'd found Hermione. Rounding the book shelf he was already calling out for her help.
"It's Ron..." Harry faltered to a stop, as he saw Hermione, but beside her Ginny was sitting. The pair looked up at him in one synchronised motion, more familiar to Fred and George.
"What's he done now?" The pair said simultaneously.
Harry groaned, and sat. He knew Ron would want this to be as discreet as possible.
"He's fine." Harry said, "He's not in any danger." He tried to assure them. Ginny was concerned, and Hermione suspicious.
"What's he done, now!" Ginny was getting snappish. She folded her arms across her chest, the resolution on her face that he recognised.
"Was it stupid?" Hermione asked.
"Was it embarrassing?" Ginny asked, a hint of glee in her question.
Harry's silence, expression or flinch must've been enough of an answer for them. As they put away the books, scrolls and parchments.
"We're both coming." Ginny assured him. She met Hermione's eyes, as they nodded.
There was a hint of doubt in Ginny's, as if afraid she'd be excluded from the three tight knit friends.
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With the tidying up done, Harry explained the find as he walked. Keeping his voice low, and with his eyes darting from side to side, in a belated attempt to ensure they weren't overheard.
Harry's reassurance seemed to release the tension from the young women, as they assumed it was Ron's recklessness that had precipitated the situation.
He had mentioned Ron turning himself into a horse. Though he left her sex out of it. Ginny shook her head, while Hermione mused. The information working it's way through her thoughts. She was clearly following some train of thought.
Harry's words raced on, assuring the pair that he was no longer stuck as a horse. Ginny pouted, "Shame, I always wanted a pony..."
He was quite sure she was joking.
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They walked the last of the way in silence. Hermione oddly silent, with no rush of questions. Ginny suspecting this passage was secret kept quiet too.
The creak as he opened the door, was enough to alert Ron to his return.
"Did you find her?" she asked, changing quickly to, "Bloomin' Heck, Harry." once he saw his little sister.
Whirling back, to hide his blushing cheeks. Harry took in Ron. It seemed, he hadn't been strict enough when he took the wand away. Boredom or frustration had inspired Ron to try again despite the risks, despite his experience as a filly!
She was sitting mortified, with her back to the three of them. Harry shook his head, Hermione gasped, and Ginny quickly stifled a giggle.
The woman sitting by the window, had been further transformed. She now had an ass that belonged on a horse, rather than any human. Her hips so wide, they'd roll with any walk.
Her uniform was gone!
"I can't...." Ron started, then broke into sobs, "I can't wear clothes now..." he confessed.
"I tried to restore myself." he got the words out in a rush. Gesturing to the wand, he'd cast aside. "But... some residual memory of the previous mistake must be... must have..."
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He slapped his thick thighs, and incredible rump. "Certainly you've got child-bearing hips." Ginny said with a smirk. "So if you can't fix this, you'll bear the next generation of Weasleys..." Ginny erupted into gales of laughter. So long, she'd been over protected, the only one to receive 'wisdom' and expectations from her mother.
"It's not funny..." Ron objected, her voice cracking. Though Harry thought he detected a touch of humour in his response, as it battled with hysteria.
Hermione spoke next, "But, you can't wear clothes?" she asked softly.
Ron sighed, her shoulders collapsing, as she spoke, "They make my skin feel like it's burning, or itching. The pain is incredible, and won't stop until I'm ... I'm naked." She finished.
"Oh, that'll be because you were a horse." Hermione answered matter-of-factly. "Horses don't wear clothes, certainly not school uniform, so the magic won't allow it."
Slowly, she sat beside Ron, trying not to stare at the blessings that hung from Ron's shoulders. Trying not to bump against her wide hips. She also hid the relief, she felt not to be so 'blessed' herself.
Ginny flanked Ron from the other side. Ruffling her hair, "Big sister, I'd never abandon family." The both hugged him, as best the could.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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