Harry's Ignited?

Seamus, still basking in the afterglow, licked Hagrid's chest and extended his tongue to catch one of the giant's nipples, sucking on it gently. "You're my sugar daddy," he whispered affectionately to his lover.

As Hagrid's cock shrank, Seamus's feet touched the floor, and the redhead looked up at his lover with a smile. "That was sure nice impaling, sugar daddy. Now I want the second round, too. And tomorrow, I'll come as well, Hagrid. Please spare some cock fluid to cream-pie me."

Hagrid hesitated before replying, "Well, I'm sorry, lad. Tomorrow is her schedule. She won't accept split time."

Seamus's face twisted in annoyance. "That Hermione horny bitch. Stealing sugar daddy time from me."

Upon hearing Hermione's name, Harry's shock increased tenfold. It seemed that Hagrid's affections weren't limited to Seamus alone. Hermione, too, was involved in this erotic web. Harry's mind raced, trying to process the new information and its implications. Hagrid must be the reason for Hermione and Seamus's changed bodies.

With the realization that over an hour and a half had passed, Harry knew it was time for him to leave. He couldn't stay and witness the entirety of Seamus and Hagrid's sexual escapades. One last time, he peered through the window. Seamus was now hugging Hagrid from behind, attempting to stroke the giant's diminished cock. The sight caused Harry's own arousal to heighten slightly.

Gathering his composure, Harry left the hut, washed his hands, and entered the dining room. There, he found Ron, who was eating but clearly waiting for him. Harry approached, unsure of how to process the events that had unfolded during the evening.

Harry approached Ron, sitting down beside him as food appeared in front of his plate. They began to eat in silence for a few moments before Ron spoke up.