The of Ronald B. Prewitt

"Oh, shut the fuck up, you moron!" the voice from the mirror startled the transformed Ronald Prewitt into silence.

Glaring back at him, his female reflection was rubbing her temples as though trying to massage away a headache.

Ron could only stammer in shocked terror. "W-Who-What are you?" he asked. His body was so bloody warm that he found it difficult to properly focus.

Smirking at him, the Girl in the mirror stopped rubbing her temples. "I'm you, Ronnie-kins. At least what you would've been had one of your chromosomes had an extra leg to stand on." she told him, with a smirk that was far too Slytherin for his liking. "But you can call me Rayne."

"B-But how? What's going on?" he asked in an almost begging tone of voice.

Rayne rolled her eyes. "You really are thick, aren't you?" she asked rhetorically. She already knew the answer. "You remember that potion? The one that Professor Grindlewald gave you? The one you drank of your own free will?" she reminded him as though she was talking to a particularly dim-witted child. "That's the reason for our little... situation." she told him, that smirk still on her face.

Ron paled in fear. "The potion created you?" he asked her. There had to be some way to save himself.

"Oh, no." she said with a smirk as she shook her head. "I've always been in your head. I'm that little voice in your mind that you never listen to. The one that tells you to focus on your studies, the one telling you to eat with your mouth closed, the one telling you to respect the people around and the one telling you to stop listening to the Old Bastard and our cow of a mother. And now I'm free." Rayne's smirk turned pure evil as she finished "Free to Use that is." She winked at him.

Ron shook his head in denial. "No! I won't let this happen!!" He had to stop this. He needed to contact his mother - she'd know what to do!

But Rayne just smirked. "Oh, Poor Ickle Wonnie-kins." she said in a mocking baby voice. "Do you really think we'd be having this conversation if there was the slightest possibility you could change the outcome?" she asked rhetorically.

It was at this point that Ron noticed something horrifying.

He wasn't looking at his reflection.

He _was _the reflection.

As his terrified eyes met Rayne's smug grin, she delivered the final nail to his coffin. "You're nothing but a last gasping echo." she told him with an evil grin. She turned to the door and placed her hand on the handle.

But before she could open, she turned back to the mirror. Ronald Prewitt was barely visible in the reflective surface. "I'll be sure to say hi to all the boys for you."

She opened the door and walked into the Boys Dorm completely naked, and immediately became soaking wet at the sight before her.

Neville Longbottom, Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan all stood before her, naked and with three big, fat cocks standing hard and at attention.

The three looked at the door when they heard it open to see a familiar-yet-not-familiar red bombshell standing naked before them. "Hello, boys." she said with a seductive grin on her beautiful face.

Seamus eyed the redhead. He'd woken up harder than he thought possible. His dick, which before had been a pathetic 4 inches, now stood at a staggering 17 inches. He was still the smallest in the dorm, compared to Dean's 18 inches and Neville's 20 inch monster, but compared to what he was before he could live with it.

He smiled at the acceptance and pride in his friends' eyes, but noticed Prewitt was missing. Then the door opened and a smoking hot redhead entered the room.

"R-Ron?" he asked in shock, even as his cock became even harder at the sight before him. The other two guys had similar reactions to their former dorm mate.

"It's Rayne now, Seamus." she told him with a smirk. She eyed their huge cocks hungrily. "And, can I just say, looking good, Seamus." she said as she ran her tongue across her top lip.

Seamus smirked, now much more confident. "You too, Rayne." he said. Without another word spoken, Rayne walked into the middle of the room and got down on her knees with the three boys surrounding her.

Then, with a wide naughty grin, she leaned forward to take Seamus' cock into her hot mouth, giving him their first blowjob.

As she adjusted to the enormous length, Rayne briefly looked out of the corner of her eye at the mirror, to see the faint image of Ronald Prewitt fade from existence forever.

However her attention was quickly taken, when Seamus began to rigorously fuck her throat.

And she was more than happy to oblige.

what happens next?

option 1: Rayne Prewitt is mercilessly triple-teamed by the boys, and loves every second of it. suggestions welcome

option 2: Lily and Chloe wake up in their dorm. Suggestions welcome on what happens.

option x: something else. suggestions welcome.