Check to see if the Fat Lady's back

Hermione headed up the stairs. "At least she'd be able to be dressed soon," she thought.

On the third floor, she heard shuffling and jumped. There were no reasons for the Slytherins to be up here, so it couldn't have been them! She sprinted into a nearby classroom. Peeking out of the door, she saw that there were house-elves making their way down the corridor to sweep. They were getting further and further from the classroom and going down the steps.

"Oh, good..." she thought. "They were going from the top down, and she'd be free to go upstairs as soon as they were done."

She took in the classroom she had run to. This was the charms classroom. She recognized the seats and the cabinets where Professor Flitwick kept the supplies used for his lessons. Cushions for summoning and banishing charms, feathers for making objects fly, teacups to give legs... She couldn't think of a bad lesson she'd ever had in this room. It was somewhat comforting...

She began to imagine how Flitwick would teach a class on how to charm her... A spell, related to the cheering charm, perhaps, that would increase arousal in a subject, making them orgasm instantly! Such a spell is banned in most locations, but not technically forbidden as the unforgivable curses due to its possible use as a marital aid!

She noticed she wasn't as turned on, however, likely due to the fact that she had already orgasmed several times just minutes ago.

Hermione looked out the door to see the elves had begun to make their way down the stairs. This was her chance to get up to Gryffindor Tower.

As she approached the portrait, she saw that Violet and the Fat Lady were inside. "Good heavens!" The Fat Lady exclaimed. "You've been naked out here this long?"

"Well, you decided to go visit another portrait and I couldn't get in!" Hermione retorted, somewhat grumbled.

"Well, why didn't you just call for her?" Violet asked. "Surely you know that she could hear you if you just said her name."

Hermione froze. This had been something she had been afraid of.

"Well?" The Fat Lady continued. "I'm waiting for your reason!"

Hermione had ****. "Well... I... Don't know your name." She got quieter and quieter with each word.

The Fat Lady and Violet stared at Hermione. The Fat Lady found her voice first. "Seven years... You've been studying at this school, you've me every day here, for seven years... And you don't know my name?"

"None of the students do!" Hermione protested, trying to defend herself. "It's not in Hogwarts: A History, and no student I've ever heard talking about you has ever said your name! Not even Dumbledore ever mentioned it to me!"

Violet then spoke up. "And just what do the students call her, then?"

Hermione's face drained of color.

"What do you call me, child?" The Fat Lady asked with restrained rage, her face turning red.

Hermione decided it would be better to say it fast and get it over with. "Thefatlady!"

Immediately the two women in the painting were in an uproar.

"The Fat Lady! FAT?!" The Fat Lady screamed.

"How dare you?! You rude, evil child!" Violet scold.

"Please!" Hermione begged, clasping her hands together in front of her naked body. "It's what I heard you were called! I made sure to call the Gryffindor Ghost 'Sir Nicholas' after he corrected Ron! Please, just let me know what you want to be called and I'll do it!"

"Well, if all I am to you is just 'The Fat Lady,' you don't deserve to know it!" The Fat Lady snarled.

"I think she needs to learn a lesson, dear." Violet suggested.

"Yes... yes!" The Fat Lady said. She looked down at Hermione. "Since you apparently don't appreciate the one who lets you get into your bed, you'll be OUT of your bed tonight!"

"No!" Hermione exclaimed.

"And furthermore," the Fat Lady continued, "You aren't coming back in until you've been out for 24 hours!"

Violet was hiding a snicker, evidently wanting to still appear angry for her friend. "That's right! Out with only what you have until tomorrow afternoon! Come on, dear! You can be in my frame until then!"

And with that, both women left Hermione naked with no respite until tomorrow.