She had gotten better at fighting physically as well, with more solid blows connecting with the pair. She’d leave bruises, even giving Ron a solid black eye, but it didn’t stop them from stripping her, naked this time. They flipped her over to her stomach, front painfully rubbing against the rocks and hard ground as Harry mounted her, pushing her face into the dirt as he entered her. Hermione noticed Harry and Ron had idiosyncrasies when they took her. Harry always pushed her face away, turned her head, preferred her face down. He didn’t like her looking at him, anything to try and take himself away from the scenario, and the fact this was Hermione he was doing this to. Ron on the other hand focused on trying to cum as quickly as possible, trying to end it as fast as he could. That meant he rode her fast and hard, slamming into her with no abandon.