Her cries of distress were getting to Ron, making him tremble, so he just pushed forward. He moved her panties to the side, adjusted himself, and slammed himself into her. Her eyes went to the size of dinner plates, and her mouth gaped open, before she shrieked louder than either of them ever heard her before. Her body went rigid in their arms, and then still, stock till. She squeezed her eyes closed and whimpered uglily, Harry looked as if he was going to vomit, and Ron just looked away, face pale. He didn’t dare move.