Breakfast

Keep your head down and just walk, Hermione told herself over and over on her way down. This doe snot concern you, she thought, as she walked by a classroom with a half-open door, out of which she heard very inappropriate noises. Just keep walking.... Behind the next corner, she saw three guys at the end of the corridor. No way she was going that way. She decided to take a bit of a detour, going through one of the secret passages Harry showed her that one time.

Almost there. Just one more corner to get around, before she would be at breakfast. Not that she would be really safe there, now that she thought about it. Maybe, people would be a bit more relaxed, with so many witnesses around? Maybe. She went around the corner and... oh no. Oh nonono.... there was a guy there. A tall Ravenclaw, looking right at her. What was his name again, she wondered. Whatever, just walk by, just ignore him, Hermione, she told herself.

"Morning Granger" he said., apparently he knew her even though she did not remember him. Hermiones heart raced as she walked past him. Good, he did not....

SLAP

His flat hand went down on her ass. Not exactly hard as such, but definitely not gentle either. The fact that she was naked under her robe did not make things any better. "Ouch!" Hermione gasped, more out of shock than actual pain and stared at him angrily. He looked a bit shocked, as if just realizing what he did there. Both of them knew that he was allowed to do this but still not used to it. He let her walk away into the great hall.

In there, Hermiones took a look around. At first glance, everything seemed more or less normal. Well except for those cursed new uniforms of course. Most girls tried to pull their cloaks tightly over their bodies, but some of them just sat there, without a care in the world! She caught a glimpse of Susan Bones at the Hufflepuff table trying to cover up her large breasts, but the cloak was just not big enough for it.

Shaking her head, Hermione sat down by Harry and Ron, as usual. They were both here already. "Can you believe this?" she vented some of her frustration "It happened! It actually happened" Harry just shrugged. Ron did not seem to listen at all. She noticed that he was gazing off into the distance. Probably at some unfortunate girls big breasts. Pervert! Well, at least he was only looking...

Taking another look around, Hermione noticed that things were a bit less innocent than she thought at first glance. She saw multiple girls being grabbed inappropriately all around her. At the Slytherin table she even saw one on her back on top of the table, 3 guys surrounding her and... she was glad she could barely see the rest.

Turning back to Harry she asked him "Please tell me you are not one of those brutes going around and laying hands on every girl you come across now" Hermione glared at him, eyebrows raised and expecting him to answer. He did, but his "Well.. no I did not do that" sounded very evasive. "What do you mean?" she went on, hands on her hips now. His face looked strange, she noticed. A weird sort of half grin. Then she heard a wet plopping sound from under the table and Ginny emerged, taking a seat next to him.

Hermione stared at the two of them, a scandalized look on her face "He is right you know?" Ginny said with a wide grin "He did not lay hands on me, I did all of this on my own" She wiped her mouth with the back of her sleeve. Her robes hung open, exposing her barely covered breasts to everyone who cared to look. "Ginny you can't.. I mean you shouldn't..." Hermione was lost for words. "Oh I most certainly can," she said "and I think Harry would agree that I should" Ginny looked up at Harry and winked at him before standing up. Her robe was not even closed ... down there, Hermione noticed with a shocked gasp.