"Oh Ronnikins, you had no clue, did you? By the time you kissed me Harry and I had been sharing a bed for years," She purred, of course referring to before they actually slept together. "I told you I was saving myself for marriage, you never noticed that Harry carved that word into his headboard? I stare at it as he fucks me, or I him. Did you know that every time we kissed I kept my eyes opened and watched Harry as he got off on your ignorance? On you're naievity?" she leaned in and whispered into the sobbing boy's ears. "You were so easy to manipulate."