Hermione is startled to walk in on these two lush women. She'd been looking for Ron and Harry and heard they'd come in this direction. Her cheeks were crimson as she turned her back to allow the women their privacy.
Even as she struggled to work out what to say, it was bothering her...
She didn't recognise either of them, and they ... well, they didn't react like she'd have reacted if a stranger had walked in on her.
As she was thinking over it, they were whispering together, and sounded more excited and breathy, than scared or embarrassed.
Suddenly it all fell into place. The Red head was the give away, Hermione casts a sly glance over her shoulder. There wasn't a hint of her friend in her face, but her posture and manner were pure Weasley, and the slightly unsure... wavering towards cocky ticks of the other girl could only be....
She whirled around "Ron Weasley and Harry Potter... What have you gotten yourself into now."
Both women looked at her, confused and terrified that they had been recognised.
"Don't bother trying to deny it." she snapped. "You're both blushing far too much."
Ron's hand was hidden behind her back.
"Come on, Ron. Give it to me." she put her hand out, not sure what to expect. Perhaps a Weasley Wheeze, a type of polyjuice potion, or...
Ron careful put the wand in her open palm.
"I think I'll keep this for now. Until, I feel that you've learned a degree of restraint."
She glared at both the women, her eyes shifting to their generous breasts, and back to their gorgeous faces.
Ron opened her mouth to object, but thought better of it. She saw the look on Hermione's face.
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