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"That abominable, know-it-all, affront to all that is pure and magical . . . was a sweat inducing, force to be reckoned with." Draco Malfoy had become unhinged--all on account of one, Hermione Granger. Never mind his complete lack of affection for her . . .

Ron had never heard of a condom before, and Hermione swore up and down he needed at least one if wanted to get laid. And Ron definitely wanted that. Harry helps him out a bit.

Harry's been MIA for three years. Not one phone call. Not one letter. Then, one day he shows up in the bedroom of a certain witch who certainly wasn't expecting him. More than a little strange. Not for the younguns.

Ron and Hermione are finally over that "will we, won't we" crap. There's just one problem--Ron's crib is naaasty! Harry is ever the hero, saving Ron from his house and himself. Silliness abounds.