Defense Against the Dark Arts With a Smile

Hermione approached the door to the dark arts classroom, she had a plan, it was simple; be the perfect teacher's pet. It was easy, especially for her; easy in every way except for two crucial details, Umbridge was a vile toad that didn't deserve respect from a single living thing, and she would be expected to prance about the classroom naked and pretend that it didn't bother her in the slightest. There was no point delaying, she opened the door, entered the classroom and sat down. Umbridge would always arrive exactly one minute before the lesson, so Hermione had about five minutes to wait.

"Hey, Hermione!"

"What?" Hermione looked around for whoever spoke to her, she was dreading the start of the lesson and wasn't paying attention to her surroundings.

"Tony said he saw you in the Prefect's Bathroom today. I can't believe you went in there, at least the general bathroom in the dungeons have cubicles and shower stalls." The person speaking to her was Sue Li, a Ravenclaw student and one of the first DA members, she was as naked as Hermione and was covering her breasts and vagina with her hands, as had become common practice by the naked students.

"For what purpose? Everyone in Hogwarts has already seen me naked so at the very least I should be able to enjoy a nice bath."

"I prefer to have some privacy when I can. But if that's your philosophy I suppose life around here will be easier for you."

Before Hermione could explain further, the door opened again and Umbridge walked in. Hermione gritted her teeth, she had to do this now but hated herself for even uttering the words.

"Morning, professor Umbridge, would you like me to help you at the front of the class as usual today?" Hermione tried to speak in the most natural voice she could and willed her cheeks not to flush red. She had also left her hands by her sides so as to give no hint of embarrassment.

It was almost worth the humiliation just to see Umbridge's brief look of confused surprise, which was quickly replaced by her usual ugly smile before she spoke, "No, thank you Miss Granger, but we are going to be continuing our practice with the hair loss jinx and your extender charm won't give in for a very long time. Not to mention, miss Patil and yourself will need to practice too.

Hermione sat down, that went about as well as she could have hoped; Umbridge looked confused and shocked for a moment and she didn't have to help out with the class.

"Ahem." Umbridge began the introduction in her usual patronising squeaky voice, "Good morning, children, today we will be continuing the study of the hair loss jinx that we learnt yesterday, and I would like four helpers this time and of course, Miss Granger and Miss Patil will no longer make effective targets for us to practice on, I believe then only four more suitable girls are in this classroom, Miss Turpin, Miss Padma Patil, Miss Abbott and Miss Perks, could you please come to the front of the class." The two Ravenclaws and two Huffelpuffs nervously got out of their seats. Hermione inwardly growled at the injustice of it all, there were another four Slytherin girls in this class and more than ten boys, Umbridge just wanted to humiliate the girls further like a petty child.

"No covering in my class, girls; it is your own fault that you are in this situation and if I will not tolerate having to remind you again." The four students grimaced and relaxed there arms.

"Excellent. Now, let us begin."

The class continued in much the same way it had the day before except there were four naked women at the front of the class and Hermione mouthed an apology towards her target before firing a spell. She knew it made no difference but it was the least she could do, there was an angry sort of acceptance in Hannah's eyes when Hermione fired the jinx that left the Huffelpuff prefect completely hairless below the waist. Hermione recognised the feelings as how she felt the previous lesson when the same had happened to her.

"Well done, Miss Granger," Commented Umbridge, "Another forty five seconds and we can confirm Miss Abbott's hair growth spell was broken."

The time passed slowly and excruciatingly, but eventually Umbridge declared Hannah "unjinxed."

"Hannah was the last student to have her hair growth enchantment lifted and we still have a lot of time left, why don't we all have a demonstration of how powerful a subjective enchantment extender charm can be?"

There was a look of excitement in the eyes of the Slytherins, a look of fear in the expressions of the naked witches and a look of surprise and secondhand embarrassment in the faces of the Gryffindor, Hufflepuss and Ravenclaw wizards. Hermione felt shock and fear at the announcement, but did her best to hide it and tried to remind herself that she was already under the extender charm and therefore wouldn't be any worse off from this demonstration - surely that were true, surely it couldn't get worse?

"Girls at the front, please place your hands behind your head." The students did as instructed while Umbridge cast the hair-loss jinx all over their bodies and finished each girl off with a neat extender charm.

Hermione let her eyes wander around the room, trying to take her mind off her own embarrassment and empathy for what was happening to her friends, she couldn't help but notice, that while attention was for once, not on her, she did enjoy how the hands-behind-the-head position of her classmates did accentuate the rather pleasant curves of their chests and each one of them did look appealing in their own way.

After the last girl finished glowing blue, Umbridge brought attention and reality back to Hermione with her next request. "Miss Granger, Miss Patil could you please come up to the front with your classmates?"

"Yes, Professor." Hermione smiled sweetly and made her way to the front while cringing inside. Why did every attempt to stand up to Umbridge result in her feeling this uncomfortable?

The row of six young witches with perfectly shaved pussies standing front of a class full of their fully clothed classmates was a sight to behold and Umbridge relished in it. Umbridge seemed to let the witches stand there, blushing furiously and humiliated together, but unable to do anything about it. Hermione's heart was racing with shame, if she didn't calm down soon she was going to blush and then Umbridge would win. In a moment of panic, she remembered what Luna had said the previous night, "I'm flattered but I know they can't help but look at me." well, it was her last hope. Hermione looked straight at the crowd, at least half of them were trying to look everywhere at once, but the other half, perhaps out of respect, perhaps out of awkwardness, were trying to look away. Ron was standing at the back, trying to look at the ceiling, but every few seconds his eyes darted down to her and then he blushed and looked away again. Hermione almost giggled, she was standing in front of him with every inch of her skin exposed and he was just as embarrassed as him. The thought that he wanted so badly to look did actually make her feel pretty and caused the tiniest bit of heat to settle between her legs.

Before Hermione could register her feelings; however, Umbridge decided the exhibition had gone on long enough and called the class to attention.

"Ahem. Thank you. All these girls have the extender charm cast on them which, as I have told you, is unbreakable. I would like to demonstrate this by having you all cast the restorative counter jinx at your classmates at the front. When you are ready, begin."

The class did as instructed while most of the naked students hung their heads in shame. Hermione was determined to appear unmoved and maintained a bored expression, she kept her eyes on Ron for a while, they accidentally made eye contact as Ron stood forward to "test" the extendor charm, Hermione did her best to give him a genuine smile and actually found herself enjoying his beat-red reaction before casting his spell. Neville and Harry behaved in much the same way Neville was so surprised he accidentally hit Hannah who was standing two feet away from Hermione. After five more minutes, Umbridge called the exercise to a halt and looked furiously at Hermione before turning her head to the class. This of course only made Hermione feel better about herself, she was maintaining composure, she was learning to see a silver lining in her predicament, and best of all, she was driving the wrinkled old toad insane.

"Very good, I hope we are all convinced at the potency of this spell, now with what little time we have left, why don't I teach you about our next minor defensive spell: the slapping charm."

Hermione's heart fell, she knew what she had to do, but dreaded the prospect more than jumping into frozen water.

"Would any of you like to help me with this spell?" Umbridge looked around the class loking triumphant.

"I will, Professor." Hermione imitated a sweet and enthusiastic voice as best she could and took some small pleasure in the split second of shock that crossed Umbridge's face."

"Very well, Miss Granger, stand here next to me, the rest of you rejoin your classmates."

The naked witches quickly hurried down to the larger crowd and left Hermione alone, feeling more naked than ever. Umbridge walked to a space about fifteen feet from Hermione and raised her wand, Hermione was determined to appear stoic, but her heartbeat was so fast she could almost hear it and the despicable grin on Umbridge's face didn't help her.

"Now, obviously I can't in good conscience cast this spell at a student like this." Hermione's heart gave a leap. "The jinx could knock a tooth out, damage her eye and cause severe pain if concentrated on a sensitive area. Therefore, Miss Granger, could you please turn around and bend over."

Hermione stared blankly, not believing what she heard.

"Bend over Miss Granger, I will not ask again." Realising her fate, Hermione did as she was told, she hoped reacting stopped her from looking as scared as she felt, at the very least, it hid her face. She promised herself she would not react or look up. If Harry could write in his own blood without flinching, she could take a smack on the bum with equal resolve.

"Saperenta" said Umbridge. An instant later, Hermione felt a sudden sting accompanied by a sharp slapping sound on her bum. It took all her willpower, but she resisted the urge to yelp. She would not grant Umbridge the satisfaction.

Umbridge cast a series of spells at the exposed bottom in front of her, Hermione grit her teeth and didn't give a single reaction. She lost count after about thirty smacks and just resigned herself to taking each slap one by one.

"Well, it appears the lesson is nearly over, so you shall be practicing this spell during our next lesson on Thursday. Now it is important to aim for the two cheeks, since the... well... sensitive area displayed between them in this position, can hurt horribly when hit by this particular charm." Umbridge paused to chuckle along with the Slytherins at this comment while Hermione felt her face flush red as she realised what kind of view she was presenting to those behind her.

"Miss Granger you may stand up and you can all head to your next lesson."

Hermione stood up and casually walked over to her bag, she felt she made a good show of pretending that her rear did not cause considerable pain with every step. Most of the class was quickly leaving and were already out the door. She picked up her bag and glanced behind her to Umbridge, the old woman had dropped her pretense and was scowling with noticeable frustration at her. Hermione pretended not to notice and just wandered out into the hall. Once she was clear of the door, she hurried to catch up with Harry and Ron.

"Hermione!" Gasped Ron, "What were you doing? If I didn't know better, I'd say you were taunting Umbridge."

"In a way, I was. It was worth it, too, the way she looked at me as I left could have killed a basilisk."

"Worth it? Your arse is glowing like hot coals and is about as warm. I mean, I know you didn't cry out while you were up there but Merlin's Beard, you just got spanked like a child and you were basically promised the same again next lesson. What are you trying to achieve?"

"I want Umbridge to know she can't control me, and I want her to know I'm a more powerful witch than she ever will be, it's going to drive her insane and I don't care how many people will see my naked body until then."

Harry and Ron just looked stunned.

"Where is this coming from?" Asked Harry, "Did you actually go to the prefects bathroom this morning, I thought Roger Davies just made that up?"

"I did have a bath this morning, that is all true. I spoke to Luna last night because she is the only one who doesn't seem put down by all of this." Hermione explained as best she could on the way to Herbology the conversation she had with Luna, but left out the part involving their naked tour of the castle with Ginny. During this time, she noticed both boys barely looking at her, they kept their eyes forward and even when speaking to her barely glanced in her direction before rigidly returning their gays back to the front.

"Well... I don't understand it," said Ron, looking away from Hermione as he did so, "but if you want to provoke that toad then-"

"For pity's sake, Ron look at me." Hermione half shouted in exasperation.

"What?" Both Harry and Ron stopped dead in their tracks staring incredulously at Hermione. By this point they had just left the castle and were on their way to the greenhouses. There was no one around except for the three of them.

"I mean," Hermione continued, regaining her composure, "I've been seen by everyone in the castle including you, I have nothing you haven't already seen and at this point I would like to just talk to my friends without them turning away every time I come near them. This is Luna's philosophy, just look, I know you want to and I don't care." To emphasise her point, she took a step back and spread her arms and legs just a little. Harry and Ron just stared open mouthed, taking in the sight of their friend's tits and shaven pussy as if they hadn't been steeling glances of it for over a week already.

"There." Finished Hermione after a long silence, "You've seen it all, now let's go to Herbology." She turned around and walked a few paces ahead of them, letting her hips swing in a seductive way. She giggled at the thought of how she felt a week ago, how scared and ashamed she was of being seen as the beautiful woman she was. It was fun, she thought, to see their faces drop at the sight of her, to see every wizard uncomfortably look away then try and look back as she walked past; maybe Luna was right, being naked together with so many people beside her, was the best thing Umbridge could have done for her.

The three were the last to arrive at Greenhouse Four and were surprised to see that all the girls were wearing aprons.

"Just in time, you three." Announced Professor Sprout as they entered the room. The plants we will be working with today are prone to actively trying to prick herbologists working with them. So I have gone to great lengths to get Permission from Umbridge that all of you will need to wear aprons and dragon hide gloves.

Hermione could see the relieved and grateful faces of all the witches in the class, save for the Slytherins who looked somewhat disappointed. Hermione too, was relieved to cover her front for the first time in days, but also couldn't help but feel cheated; She had only just learnt to enjoy the looks and attention and now she was being covered up again.

The rest of the lesson was uneventful, she did catch Ron staring at her bright pink rear on one occasion, she give it a sexy little wiggle when she saw Ron's wandering eye, upon realising he was caught, Ron turned beat red and focused on trimming his plant. Hermione always felt extremely exposed and painfully embarrassed when she noticed her classmates staring, but, in a small way, she was learning to feel proud too.