Ron was now fast asleep because of the sedative suppository he had received on the sofa. There was a little smug smile on his face due to the gaseous smell he was breathing in.. Tonks was sitting on a chair and, watching Ron, she felt a little strange. After all the suppository had had little time to melt. But, nothing daunted, she. managed to keep a clear head and realised that a single sedative suppository was not going to be enough of a lesson for him. He needed something a little more powerful. So she morphed into a tall brunette with short hair and left the headquarters for a new destination.

She went to the pharmacy, entered the dispensary and approached an assistant with red hair and a braided headband.

"Hello, I would like some suppositories that trigger bowel movements," said Tonks who was not very knowledgeable in this area.

" Laxative suppositories are no problem," said the pharmacist. He moved over to the shelves and took a box of family-sized glycerine suppositories.

Tonks paid the pharmacist, trying to cope her best with Muggle money, before leaving the pharmacy with her purchase in her pocket.

She came back to 12 Square Grimmaud where Ron was asleep on his couch. For the second time she took down his pants and when she saw his penis she couldn't help thinking, "Hermione must have fun with him." She turned Ron over on his stomach, and spread eagled his legs and arms. She pushed in a finger first and noticed that the anal canal was well lubricated by the passage of the first suppository. "Perfect," she said, "this one will slip in like thief in the night!" So she pulled out a bag of yellowish suppositories from the box, cut them open and seized two yellow balls to push in Ron's ass.

Ron was quietly sleeping when suddenly he woke up with a strong urge to go to the toilet. He hurried towards it but found that it was locked shut. He knocked on the door. "Tonks! Is that you in there? Could you let me in because I badly need to go!"

"Sorry, Ronald, I think I may still need to be for a little while"

Ron felt a huge pressure in his ass, he absolutely had to have a poo. He tried to think of something else by way of distraction but the urge was very strong. He tried the door again. "Tonks, please hurry up!"

On the other side of the door, Nymphadora continued taking her time; of course she did not really want to go to the bathroom at all. And when she heard through the door farting noises and wet gurgling sounds, she decided that this time Ron had learned his lesson.

A new story always with help of Rogerio for translation.