Beneath the three moving photographs was a small article:Hogwarts Slut in ActionThe latest drama from the Triwizard Tournament comes from several clev...rly disguised cameras placed strategically across the Hogwarts School and grounds. These pictures tell a tale most devious; each and everyone involving Hogwarts mega-slut Hermione Granger, whose sexual deviancy knows no bounds. Not one, not two, but three wizards have been ensnared by her very powerful sexual magic. This reporter has reason to. When I was done, we dressed and I ordered her to take us to her house, playing with her body as she drove us home.When we got to her house, I ordered her straight to the bedroom and made her undress and lay on the bed; her arms outstretched to either side as I put a blindfold on her. Taking out wrist restraints, I tied her arms to the upper posts of the bed; and then repeated the process on her feet. To the four posts she was bound, blind and waiting helplessly to find out what was next.As she. I slowly moved my kissing act to her bosoms one after another, and then to her abdomen. She was shuddering when I kissed her there. Her muscles were tense. Slowly the movement was downwards. My one hand now started to take stock of her flat belly, as I turned around to her back and embracing her from the back side. My membrane was erect now and touching her buttocks. I was again kissing her neck, one hand on her bosom and another at her belly, which slowly moved down to her pussy. My hands. ''Sorry,' I said in a more hushed tone.I think the rehydration after drinking water had started to kick in as I merelyfelt terminally ill rather than dead now.I Went to get her a drink of water and stood over her as she painfully drunk itdown.Half an hour later, we were sitting at the kitchen table, still in our nighties,drinking coffee and promising never to drink cheap wine again.Gradually my memory of last night was returning.'Whose idea was it to change the colour of my hair?'Mine, yours I.