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Hermione's Furry Little Problem	By : Gandalfs-Beard Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 243367 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 20
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Ron really wanted to have another laugh at Hermione, but he restrained himself and made an attempt to ingratiate himself with Hermione instead. He wanted his friend Harry back, and he wanted Hermione to do his homework again. For their part, Harry and Hermione returned the favour and made an effort to welcome him back. But their friendships would never be quite the same again.
That evening, when Harry and Hermione showed up in the common room, everything went quiet and all eyes turned towards them. Well this was awkward, thought Harry. It was bad enough that a number of fellow Gryffindors thought he might be the Heir of Slytherin too, but now they had the added impression that he might beat anyone to pulp who looked at Hermione wrong. Though that didn’t stop some of the girls in Hermione’s dorm from giggling and whispering to each other.
Fred and George looked around the common room in disgust. They had been planning on holding a celebration for Harry; for sticking up for Hermione, bashing Roger Davies, annoying Snape, and getting away with it.
“Sod off you lot.” Fred said, making a rude hand gesture.
“Yeah, this party is for REAL Gryffindors!” Exclaimed George.
Some of the Gryffindors in the common room looked quite sheepish, while others glared at Fred and George. But all of them filed up the stairs to their respective dormitories, even Ron and Ginny, and left the twins with Hermione and Harry who were both quite upset now. They had expected better treatment from their own House.
“Bunch of bloody gits,” George said.
“Who needs them!?” Fred remarked.
George pressed butterbeers into Hermione and Harry’s hands. Then he sighed and pulled out a little vial of some sort of potion.
“Here you two. I was going to save this for later, but you need it more.”
“What is it?” Hermione asked, who was on the verge of tears again.
“It’s a... erm... cheering sort of potion...” Began Fred.
“...and don’t ask where we got it from.” Finished George.
“Bottoms up you two.” Fred urged.
Hermione and Harry regarded the vial dubiously, but the Weasley twins were the only ones unequivocally on their side, and they both felt that it would be rude not to give it a go. They each took a swig and emptied the vial.
Moments later they felt much better, and a bit buzzy. Fred turned on the Wizard Wireless. Celestina Warbeck was warbling away.
“Urgh,” grunted Fred, who immediately flicked stations until he found one playing a New Order song. George opened a basket full of pork pies, sausage rolls, pumpkin pasties, bacon flovoured crisps, Jammie Dodgers, Chocolate Frogs and a number of other assorted goodies...
Soon they were playing a game of Exploding Snap and having a good laugh as Harry did an impression of Snape’s features when Madame Pomfrey had told him off. It was midnight before they all made their way to their respective dorms.
Hermione entered her dorm in trepidation. Everyone was still awake and staring at her when she entered. But Parvati was sitting on Hermione’s bed glowering at everyone else. Hermione ignored the others, and approached Parvati.
Parvati jumped up and gave Hermione a hug.
“I’m so sorry Hermione. It’s awful. I don’t care what you look like--no, actually I do. I think you look adorable.” Parvati sniffed and an angry tear rolled down one cheek as she gave everyone else a quick glare.
“Well I think you’re a freak.” Lavender said with a sour expression. “You don’t belong with humans anymore, you belong in Hagrid’s menagerie.”
Hermione burst into tears. Parvati gasped at Lavender’s cruelty and whipped out her wand, shooting a hex at her. Lavender sprouted antlers and shrieked. She whipped out her own wand and pointed it at Hermione, vanishing her clothes.
Hermione yowled in horror, covered her face with her hands and sobbed as the other girls stared at her naked body.
“See,” Yelled Lavender, “She’s an animal. She’s got eight breasts. I’m not sleeping in a dorm with a freak.”
“You evil hag,” shrieked Parvati, who quickly shot another hex at Lavender. Lavender dodged the spell and it hit Fay Dunbar in the chest. Fay’s nightgown exploded as her breasts blew up and kept growing until they hit they floor. Taking advantage of the confusion, Parvati threw a blanket over Hermione and pushed her out the door before taking a hit from a spell shot by Fay Dunbar’s friend.
A horse tail sprouted from Parvati’s backside. She whirled around and dueled with Fay’s friend and the antlered Lavender. Spells ricocheted around the room and the other girls in the dorm screamed and hid under their beds.
Hermione fled down the stairs, and then up the stairs to the boy’s dorm. Wrapped only in her blanket, she flew past a shocked Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan. Hermione ran to Harry’s bed, who looked equally astounded. Ron was staring at her slack-jawed as she yanked the curtains closed around Harry’s bed and flung herself on him sobbing loudly.
The boys could hear what sounded like a full-scale riot in the girl’s dormitories. Harry just held Hermione tightly as she cried.
After a bit, there was silence from the girl’s dorm. Then half an hour later Professor McGonagall stormed into the second year boy’s dorm. She was livid.
With a wave of her wand everyone’s curtains closed, temporarily trapping the rest of the boys in their beds. Then she approached Harry’s curtain, and with a valiant effort she brought her temper under control and spoke as gently as she could to the young couple inside.
“Potter, Miss Granger, please come with me immediately. We need to talk. And this is not the place.”
Harry peeked through the curtain, and saw that everyone else’s was shut.
“It’s alright Hermione, you can come out now. Nobody can see you.”
Still sobbing hard, Hermione emerged from the curtains surrounding Harry’s bed wrapped in her blanket. Anger creased McGonagall’s face again when she saw Hermione’s state. She waved her wand again, and a flowery nightgown replaced Hermione’s blanket. She put one arm around Hermione and the other around Harry and led them out of the boy’s dorm.
She looked back at the enclosed beds.
“Lights out NOW!” Professor McGonagall said sharply before slamming the door behind her.
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