She's stopped by a first year

(Note, for the sake of the rest of this story, while not implied thus far in this story, Hogwarts students will receive an age tweek. First years are now eighteen, second years are now nineteen, ect)

"Hold up, you're Granger, right? Hermione Granger?" A gangly Afro-British First year asked, stopping Hermione from leaving to the bathroom inquired.

"Y-yeah." She confirmed, hoping to be on her way, however he grabbed her by the arm stopping her.

"Oi, that's fantastic. Me and my mates were betting which one of us would get to use _the Hermione Granger _first." He said with a devilish grin, pulling down his trousers to reveal an obviously magically enlarged black cock.

Hermione had read and experienced enough magic endowments to realize the sixteen inch monster dick staring at her couldn't possibly be the boy's actual length.

She gulped, and hoped his mates he talked about weren't soon to follow him.