DRON

Wondering Hands

All the houses were gathered in the great hall as rumors spread of a man escaping Azkaban, and too the wizarding community he was a large threat to not be condoned. The tables gossiped as each house was separated from each other in  four different tables as Dumbledore's voice rose from the front of the room, "Quiet! Quiet down." He would say as everyone respectfully looked at him, light whispers coming from the Hufflepuffs, but soon seized as Mcgonagall glared at them. "It has come to our attention that a prisoner has escaped the prison of Azkaban. However, we are not to fear for Hogwarts has a very protecting staff of witches and wizards." He said with a light chuckle, letting his half-moon spectacles fall to the tip of his nose. "Now, for basic restrictions we will limit access to Hogsmeade and permission must be granted by your parents to visit the village." He said turning away as the teachers walked off, dismissing their houses as Harry, Ron, and Hermione readied themselves to leave as Harry looked concerned, "Vernin and Aunt Pentunia aren't going to give me the pleasure of allowing me to go to Hogsmeade." He sighed deeply as Hermione looked at him, "Well it wouldn't hurt to ask." She said with risen eyebrows and a curved lip. "Bloody hell Hermione, do you know how hard it was to get Harry to Hogwarts because of them?" Ron exclaimed with a bewildered face as she just rolled her eyes. "You guys always figure something out, so just do that." She muttered as she noticed she was late to class. "Oh no, I got to get to History" She began as Ron rose a brow, "But we have Transfiguration next?" He furrowed his face as she walked off, "I know." She muttered as she disappeared into the crowd.

Harry looked at Ron and shrugged as they entered Mcgonagall's classroom, being welcomed by her sour look that was eased upon with a small wink and a tiny smile. They then took out their notebooks as they were reviewing notes over turning living things into objects. Harry then looked at Ron, "Should we tell Professor Mcgonagall that Hermione had History?" He began as Ron looked dumbfounded, yet replied, "How is she supposed to be at two classes at once? That doesn't make any sense. I think she'll be fine" He said as Hermione walked in a few moments after, nodding at Mcgonagall who gave a rare wave. "Weren't you just in History?" Harry began as she looked at him, "Yes." She stated shortly as she opened her notebook and began writing. "Well how in the bloody hell did you get back so fast?" Ron said as he looked highly confused. "Sh! I'm trying to take notes." She said in a annoyed tone only to start rapidly taking notes, a strange necklace around her neck.

As they all finished up the notes, the professor opened her mouth, "Alright, now that that's out of the way... Let's use what you have learned to turn these mice into buttons." She smiled as she started passing around small white mice, students beginning to cast the spell onto them, some succeeding and some not. Hermione, of course, turned her mouse into a button as soon as it hit her desk. "Seriously Ron, it isn't that hard." She said noticing that his button was lopsided and had a tiny tail, only for Hermione to wave her wand and correct the damage, the mouse jumping into Ron's lap. Harry, without thinking, swayed his hand to grab the mouse and only to find his hand around Ron's groin as they both blushed, but Harry hadn't let go. Hermione on the other hand was no longer in the classroom and to their concern she hadn't been at all.  Harry then you took the moment to quickly unbutton Ron's pants and gave him what is commonly known as, a handjob. The room was loud anyways so Ron's hand grabbing the side of the table in arousal as Harry kept going didn't strike up any attention, except for Seamus to give Ron a weird look and then turned away. When he finished jerking Ron off Mcgonagall looked up to the scene of Ron leaning back and breathing heavily, "Mr. Weasley, are you alright?" She asked as he nodded quickly, zipping his pants up as Harry pretended nothing happened. "Seriously Ron, get a grip." Hermione said as she sat down at the table with them. Harry had thought he was seeing a ghost and Ron having major deja vu. "What?" She said as she turned to look at them, "You weren't here a second ago.." Harry began as Hermione gave him a strange look, "Yes I was, I never left." She said, ignoring them further as they continued on with class.

They were soon dismissed as the three walked outside the classroom, heading to lunch in the great hall, "I have astrology and charms, then Rune studies and Herbology." Hermione traced her thoughts as she sat down at the table with Harry and Ron. "How are you getting to your classes." Ron asked as she shrugged, "Speed walking, really helps." She laughed as food filled the empty plates, the three eating instantly as she opened her books and started writing on parchment. "Bloody hell! Are they all trying to work you to death?!" Ron said knowing that if he had that much homework he'd probably fall dead on the floor. As Hermione was yet to reply. Harry and Ron shared a simple glance at each other, their eyes meeting in what seemed like forever of gazing, but in reality only lasted about five seconds as Hermione responded with, "I can do what is required of me, I mean you barely turn in anything." She laughed as Ron just scoffed and Harry bit into his roll. The doors then opened and out came Draco. His usual slick back hair shining in the sunlight as he walked to the Gryfinndor's table and looked at the three of them. "Potter, Mudblood, and little weasel." He said, winking when he said weasel.

"Go away Malfoy." Hermione just grunted as she kept writing, Draco sitting next to Ron. However, to Harry and Hermione it just seemed to them as Draco messing around. He kept saying insults as he grabbed Ron's hand, placing it on his groin, the red head not giving refusal as he gave Draco what Harry gave him moments before, except Draco could control himself and just jumped a few times. "It's a bad sign when you get jumpy, it could be nargles in your ear." A familiar, light voice sounded from behind Ron and Draco as the blond haired boy accidentally came all over Ron's hand and on his pants. "Oh no, I do think you spilled some gravy too." Luna said as she didn't want to share what they were actually doing as Draco instantly stood up and ran off, shoving her out of the way, Ron wiping his hand on a napkin. Hermione tried to keep her chill as she wasn't fond of Luna, but could  tolerate her more than Draco. "You know nargles aren't- nevermind." She said as she removed herself from the table.

Luna then took Hermione's place as she smiled at the two just humming. "What do you need Luna?" Harry said as she looked at him absentmindedly, "I can't seem to remember, those darn nargles." She said in a light voice and skipped off. "Now that that's over with." Harry said as he leaned over to Ron, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?" He said as Ron looked at him as he opened his mouth to answer.