"By Merlin, I’ll kill you! I’ll make you regret ever running into me!" Hermione threatened, struggling so hard that Harry and Ron actually thought she might break away from them. They didn’t stop, continuing to call her mudblood, whore, cunt. Harry held her wrists with one hand and his knees, and took to slapping Hermione in the face periodically. Ron had snaked his hand under her jumper, and was fondling her breasts over her bra, as he continued to pump into her. This rougher treatment was working, as Hermione was fighting like her life depended on it. Ultimately however, it wasn’t enough, and to her shame, her body betrayed her; a fierce orgasm ripping through her body. Her first.