Yo! Apologies for any typos. I'm watching Raw and nursing yet another migraine, so I may have missed something. Oh! Also, there won't actually be a threesome in this. That 'Threesome no Jutsu' in the previous chapter was just said as another way for Hermione to tease Harry. Sorry if that disappoints anyone! Thank you to all readers so far!
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Ginny was wandering through the corridors of Hogwarts. Surprisingly (to those who saw her), she was on her own, a rare sight indeed. Of course, they had no idea where the redhead had just come from. Who knew Hufflepuffs could be so...kinky?
She walked, smirking in satisfaction, eager to return to Gryffindor Tower so she could shower. She felt very, er, sticky. Still, she didn't particularly mind. It had been well worth it. Humming to herself cheerfully, she turned a corner, and-
There was a brief struggle, and before she knew it, Ginny found herself bound, gagged, and blindfolded. Having just got out of the exact same situation with the eager Badgers, Ginny didn't even question what was happening, and simply went along with it, smirking inwardly. She hadn't expected them to recover so quickly. She had wrung them all dry!
Unfortunately for Ginny, it wasn't a group of kinky Hufflepuffs that had just kidnapped her. Not even close...
When whoever was carrying her over their shoulder came to a stop, she expected to be gently set down on a large, fluffy bed. But she wasn't. Instead, she was harshly dropped down on to the cold, hard, stone floor, causing her to wince at the impact.
Unable to see, speak, or touch, she waited for her 'kidnappers' to call her a filthy little princess, just like they always did.
"What the shit?"
Ginny frowned from around her gag, brow furrowing. Well, that wasn't right. ...Wait-that voice! She knew that voice! That was her Harry! She knew it was! Were her dreams about to come true already!? Oh! She wasn't ready yet! She wasn't wearing the right clothes, and her hair was all mussed, and her makeup had been smeared a little, and-
"Did you seriously just kidnap her right out of the corridor?" Harry questioned incredulously. Wait, who was he talking to?
"How else were we going to be able to question her?" a second, deeper and calmer voice retorted. Huh? Who was that? Well, whoever he was, he sounded weirdly familiar.
"You're a professor!" Harry exclaimed in exasperation. "And you teach her too! You could have just called her to your office or something!"
"...Shall we begin?"
The blindfold was removed, and Ginny blinked a few times, realizing she was in an oddly small, dimly lit room. She looked up, only to find Harry and Professor Bright standing over her. Oh, so that was why the second voice had sounded so familiar!
"What the hell is going on here?" It wasn't until she had posed the question that Ginny even realized the gag had been taken off too.
It was Harry who spoke first, green eyes laser focused. "Why?"
Ginny blinked, clearly confused. "Why what?"
Harry didn't look away, eyes only narrowing. "Why did you forge a letter to me while pretending to be Voldemort-" he ignored the girl's flinch, "-and send it to that Saala Kamina at the Daily Prophet? Why did you do it?"
"But-but I didn't!" Ginny protested, squirming and trying to free herself from her bonds. "I didn't have anything to do with that!" She peered up at them imploringly. This was so not going the way she had expected it to!
Needless to say, neither Harry, nor Professor 'Bright' believed her. Not one bit. Ginny was the most likely suspect, aside from Dumbledore himself, but they knew the old man wasn't behind this, which just left the redhead. Reaching the same conclusion, the two exchanged a contemplative glance.
Ginny's eyes widened, and though she struggled harder, she was easily overpowered, and glared as three drops of the clear potion landed on her tongue. Almost immediately, a haze settled over her mind, dulling all her senses.
"What's your full name?" Harry asked.
"Ginerva Molly Weasley," the girl replied in a slow monotone.
Professor Bright fought not to roll his eyes. "That is the most idiotic question to ask when checking if the potion works. There is no reason to lie about your name, unless you are under a false one. Even if the potion failed to work, the victim could simply state their name truthfully, lulling everyone into a false sense of security, and then lie about everything else."
"Huh..." Harry just blinked. He certainly hadn't ever thought of that before, true though it seemed to be. "So, ask her a different question to verify it's working?" And when the man nodded in confirmation, Harry posed a second question. "What did I tell you I was fantasizing about the day you walked in on me wanking?" Since it had only happened once, there could only to one answer, and Harry couldn't hardly forget what it was.
"The King of Gondor and his throne."
Leo Bright raised a brow in question, and Harry shrugged.
"That's true. If the potion wasn't working, she would've said I was fantasizing about her instead." The girl was, after all, just that vain, and clearly still didn't know how to take no for an answer.
"Good." Satisfied, Leo turned to their victim. "Did you forge a letter to Harry Potter, pretending to be the Dark Lord Voldemort in any way, shape, or form?"
"No," Ginny replied in that same, dull voice.
"Did you have any part to play in the writing or sending of said letter?"
Harry's brow furrowed in confusion, and he dragged his fingers through his dark hair. They had been so sure that it was Ginny! "Do you know who really wrote that letter and sent it to the Daily Prophet?" the teen inquired. Sure, it was a shot in the dark, but he figured it was worth asking, just in case. Ginny was prone to gossiping, after all, and no doubt heard just as much as she dealt out. And sure enough-
Harry's eyes widened, and even 'Leo' looked surprised, honestly not having expected a positive answer. "You know who did it?"
"Who was it? What's their name?"
Ginny struggled here, trying to fight against the serum, but she was far too mentally weak to manage it, and only lasted three seconds before she blurted out the name of the true culprit.
And that's it for now. See? A mostly serious chapter! ...Mostly. Looking forward to reviews! Laterz!