Ron's Secret *COMPLETE*
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
7,254
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Part four: Cleaning Up the Mess
When Ron opened his eyes, he realized what had just taken place. The entire room was a wreck. Feathers and semen were everywhere he could see, and Hedwig’s lifeless body lay decapitated in a pool of blood.
“Oh shit,” Ron said flatly.
Picking up his wand, he muttered a cleaning spell that instantly disposed of the feathers. “Accio mop,” he said, and a mop suddenly appeared, wiping the blood and semen off the floor.
Lastly he picked up Hedwig and set her back in the cage. “I hope my stunning spell wears off soon before Harry gets home,” he thought. Then he remembered what he had done to her head.
Squatting down, he pulled down his pants and reached into his asshole for the owl head. Unfortunately he had shoved it far too high, as he was unable to pull it out manually. He began to push, grunting as he increased the pressure. Hot liquid feces began to pour out of his anus, stinging him sharply. His asshole was starting to bleed. Finally, the head slowly emerged out of Ron’s ass, covered in bloody diarrhea. Relieved, Ron cleaned off the mess with his wand.
“Owl-us head fix-us!” he yelled, but nothing happened. He tried again, but still nothing. He tried another spell, but the poor owl remained headless.
Ron hit the decapitated bird with a dozen more spells, before he remembered that he couldn’t mend something that had been cursed with dark magic. Ron began to panic. “Maybe Harry won’t notice,” he thought to himself. But it was useless. There was no way he could get away with it.
Ron suddenly got an idea. He ran downstairs into his father’s office, and found a bottle of school glue. His dad had bewitched it. It would work.
He ran back upstairs and quickly glued the head back onto the bird, hoping that the others would not come home yet. He finished, but then to his horror realized that he had glued her head on backwards. He tried to undo it with his wand, but it was impossible. He wouldn’t have anytime to fix it anyway; the others would be home soon. “Oh well, he probably won’t even notice,” he told himself, “I just hope Hedwig comes off the spell soon.”
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“Oh shit,” Ron said flatly.
Picking up his wand, he muttered a cleaning spell that instantly disposed of the feathers. “Accio mop,” he said, and a mop suddenly appeared, wiping the blood and semen off the floor.
Lastly he picked up Hedwig and set her back in the cage. “I hope my stunning spell wears off soon before Harry gets home,” he thought. Then he remembered what he had done to her head.
Squatting down, he pulled down his pants and reached into his asshole for the owl head. Unfortunately he had shoved it far too high, as he was unable to pull it out manually. He began to push, grunting as he increased the pressure. Hot liquid feces began to pour out of his anus, stinging him sharply. His asshole was starting to bleed. Finally, the head slowly emerged out of Ron’s ass, covered in bloody diarrhea. Relieved, Ron cleaned off the mess with his wand.
“Owl-us head fix-us!” he yelled, but nothing happened. He tried again, but still nothing. He tried another spell, but the poor owl remained headless.
Ron hit the decapitated bird with a dozen more spells, before he remembered that he couldn’t mend something that had been cursed with dark magic. Ron began to panic. “Maybe Harry won’t notice,” he thought to himself. But it was useless. There was no way he could get away with it.
Ron suddenly got an idea. He ran downstairs into his father’s office, and found a bottle of school glue. His dad had bewitched it. It would work.
He ran back upstairs and quickly glued the head back onto the bird, hoping that the others would not come home yet. He finished, but then to his horror realized that he had glued her head on backwards. He tried to undo it with his wand, but it was impossible. He wouldn’t have anytime to fix it anyway; the others would be home soon. “Oh well, he probably won’t even notice,” he told himself, “I just hope Hedwig comes off the spell soon.”
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