The ride through Hermione's gullet was long and painful. As hard as he tried to climb, her throat muscles kept forcing him down. He punched and kicked at the fleshy surroundings hoping to be coughed up, but to no avail. "Well aren't you a fighter," she giggled, "I'd expect no less from the boy who lived. But you should honestly give up Harry. This is a one way trip for you, at least until I decide to let you out."
The young witch took great pleasure in feeling him struggle, which was currently happening just below her Adam's apple. She raised her hand to her throat to stroke it, knowing that his form would not be felt as strongly once he'd be in her spacious stomach. Nonetheless, wishing for Harry to feel a little more comfortable, she took another swallow that sent the boy straight to her belly.
The fall was quick and ended with a splash. The space was dark and humid with a god awful stench to top it off. Even worse, Harry had dropped wand in a panic back when he was first swallowed. He knew that if he didn't find it soon, it would end up deep in the bowels of the giantess.
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