The potion would render Hermione unconscious for a few seconds while the potion took effect and turned Hermione into a complete slut. While Harry and Hermione quarreled back and forth with Rita, Ron had left the three quibbling individuals for the backroom and Madam Rosmerta. They had all dressed accordingly; wearing their heavy winter cloaks to keep warm while they were visiting the magical village. Seconds later, Hermione unconsciously groaned in pain as Hagrid’s fourteen inch tool began sliding slowly into her gaping hole. He grabbed his pink umbrella wand with one hand, pointed it at Hermione’s tight pussy while holding her waist up with the other. ‘Do you have another one of ’em, Harry?’ Hagrid replied, as Harry poured the vial of potion down her throat. UNGHHHHHHHH! We don’t care that your half-giant!’ pleaded Hermione, as Harry and Ron whispered to each other behind Hermione and Hagrid’s back. He knew that Harry and Ron would take at least half an hour to go up to the castle, retrieve the potion and return.
