The Weasley Twins levitated the Mudblood out of the tub and onto the cool stone floor. They had left her yesterday evening to enjoy some Muggle Baiting; organised as entertainment after the Malfoy wedding; returning for their plaything was just an afterthought. They both now intended to get some much needed rest, they would let the communal fucktoy to her own devices. Hermione woke slowly, she could feel the second skin of dried cum cake her nude body, she slowly pulled herself to all-fours, trying her best not to tug unduly on her body chains. She had no sooner regained her feet when the interminable symbols ruling her actions sprang into life flashing directly into her eyes.