Daphne’s new wardrobe. Here’s a hint: she’s naked.

“Ouch! Be careful!”

“Sorry! It’s just… I can’t see you.” Luna walked forward slowly, her pale hands outstretched in front of her as if searching for something. She let out a slight gasp as she felt a soft hand rudely grope her bare ass. “Oh! I… you could have touched my back…”

“Sorry, I-I just grabbed the first thing I saw.” Ginny admitted from underneath the cloak. She and Hermione were practically hugging each other to conserve space, their breasts pressed against each other and their bare flat stomachs making contact. The red-haired witch had felt her heart drop when she realized how close quarters she would be with her close purely platonic friend. She recalled how embarrassing it was earlier when they had been trapped in the hallway together and she had… “dripped”… onto Hermione’s leg. A similar situation was developing, their perky nipples brushing against each other and the copious amount of skin-to-skin contact was driving the exhibitionist girl crazy.

The three girls wandered through the halls, looking for their prey: Daphne Greengrass. Hermione and Ginerva were still wearing as much as they could without disrupting the magic: thigh high boots, gloves and capes, with their breasts and pussies still embarrassingly exposed. Thanks to their rings they could see Luna’s outfit for what it truly was: complete and utter nudity. Each of her steps sent her boobs quaking.

“Hey Luna… why do you go starkers anyway?” Hermione mused as she eyed the wobbling shapely pale bottom in front of her. She had never seen the strange girl so naked before, perhaps because of the magical ring? It wasn’t completely unusual to get to see your friends naughty bits at Hogwarts, especially with spells and magical creatures fluttering about. Ginny and Hermione had seen glimpses of each other before, though obviously not to the extent of the past few days.

“Clothes have always been so bothersome, it’s better this way.” She said with a gentle smile as she slowly meandered down the hallway wistfully wayward. She examined the baubles and paintings on the wall with the other two nude witches hidden underneath the cloak right behind her. Her uncovered feet made soft sounds from stepping on the polished stone, her bare multi-colored toes wiggling against them.

“Don’t you think you should at least wear some shoes?” Hermione inquired, noticing the truly complete nudity of her silver-haired friend. Other than some hair accessories and the ring, Luna opted to wear absolutely nothing to cover an inch of her lovely pale skin.

“I did, but some girls tricked me and took them last week.” Ginny’s hands curled into tight fists upon hearing that. While she wasn’t a huge fan of “Loony Lovegood”, she hated that so many people picked on her and talked behind her back… even though sometimes she was the one guilty of it.

“Don’t worry Luna, we’ll strip those witches. Just tell us who did it!” As Luna began to speak, Hermione suddenly shushed the mischievous trio of nudists. There she was, their target: Daphne Greengrass. When discussing potential first victims, Ginny had felt a surge of jealousy when she recalled the Gryffindor boys raving about Daphne’s miniskirt. They had all marveled at how pretty it was and how good that green color looked on her, but she knew they were just interested in seeing that slutty witch’s ass! Hermione hadn’t cared either way and Luna… was Luna.

“I see her! Okay, we just need to keep her in place. Luna, just talk to her about something. Anything.” Hermione commanded, drawing her wand from her boot. She readied it in front of her, setting her sights on the blonde Slytherin in front of her.

“Oh, I’ll ask if she’s aware of the blooming gloomweeds depleting the ecosystem-“

“Just go!” Hermione and Ginny whispered authoritatively from underneath the cloak. Luna nodded to the air and made her approach. The pale skinned witch made her way over to the small group of girls Daphne was interacting with simply stood behind her. The other girls, namely Daphne’s friend Tracy all immediately ceased their conversation when they spotted the peculiar silver-haired girl, prompting Daphne to do the same. The young Slytherin had a fine, sophisticated face that seemed to portray no particular emotion other than perhaps a hint of curiosity. Luna looked the beautiful girl up and down, thinking of something to say.

“Hello Daphne, I like your blouse. It’s green, like the wispy wings of dainty-birds. They’re not actually birds though, they’re magical insects.” As the confused Slytherin girls were entranced by Luna’s seemingly random droning of knowledge, Hermione took her shot.

“Nudasmius!” The brilliant bushy-haired witch whispered from underneath the cloak, bring her hand underneath hem before firing. A tendril of white energy flew forward and blinded the crowd of girls. For the first time, Hermione and Ginny were able to see the process from under the shroud of the invisibility cloak. The energy seemed to wrap around the oblivious young blonde before apparently dissolving her outfit in it’s entirety, leaving her perfect smooth skin completely unharmed… not to mention leaving Daphne Greengrass without a single stitch of clothing on.

The flash had only lasted a second before all of the girls recovered and began looking around in curiosity. Luna’s expression brightened as she saw Daphne’s naked body, completely exposed to the world. Miss Greengrass glanced around the room, still oblivious that she had been stripped stark naked, her uncovered feet shifting uncomfortably as she noticed something was terribly wrong. “Oh, you’re protected from “Bumble Lilies” now!” Luna exclaimed with excitement. Perplexed, Daphne finally shifted her gaze downwards, her jaw dropping and eyes widening as she saw her bare breasts and flat stomach. She squeaked a single syllable before throwing her slender arms over her private parts much to the surprise of the other girls.

“Daphne, you’re naked!”

“Who did that? How did she end up naked?” There was another blinding light and Daphne’s best friend Tracey was suddenly nude as well. In a panic, the other girls bolted, no doubt fearing a fabricless fate like their friends. “Let’s get out of her Daphne!” Luna cocked her head as she watched the two naked Slytherin girls scramble away, their hands struggling to cover their incredible asses, their teen tits and beautiful pussies all at once. She noted that Daphne kept a small bush of pale blonde hair above her tight slit, while Tracey was clean shaved.

From underneath the invisibility cloak, Hermione turned around furiously as she saw Ginny putting her wand away. She gave her a scalding glare that did all of the scolding that she needed to do, but Ginny felt justified in her actions. “What?” Ginny muttered, “Tracey probably had it coming.”

“We can’t just strip every witch at Hogwarts naked!” The more sensible of the two angrily snapped. “We’re just trying get people’s attention off us!”

“Then isn’t it better if we strip more girls?” Ginny pointed out to her friend’s annoyance. Hermione’s brow furrowed and she prepared to give the lecture of a lifetime until she very suddenly spotted Professor Snape rounding the corner.

Seeing Hermione’s expression very rapidly change to fear, Ginny whipped around just in time to see Snape approaching them. Out of fear, she took a sharp breath and hugged the bushy-haired witch next to her. Hearing a noise, Snape came to a grinding halt in the middle of the corridor, seemingly frozen like a statue. Despite the invisibility cloak shielding them, the two naked girls suddenly felt like his gaze was directly on them, making them feel more naked than ever. Knowing that Snape wouldn’t just stand there forever, they began to slowly tip toe away.

The veteran wizard swatted at the air, attempting to see if his perception had failed him. Not finding anyone, Snape found himself alone in the hallway with Luna awkwardly watching. Frustrated, Snape addressed her. “Miss Lovegood, what is it that you’re doing here?”

“Oh, I’m… just watching out for “Fancy-Foot Hoppers” sir!” He scrunched his lips and nodded slowly.

“Yes… they are in season, aren’t they…” He muttered before turning around and stomping off. Luna carefully watched him depart before giving a short yelp as she felt a pinch on her bare ass.

“Com’on Luna! Let’s get out of here!” The silver-haired witch rubbed her bottom with a frown on her face, not seeing the culprit but obviously knowing who was responsible for groping her.

“You… you could have touched my back…”