Later, in her room...

Stumbling back into her room, worn out fully from the day's happenings, Emily locks her door, casting a magical bolting spell on it and double checking this time that her room is secure before face planting onto her bed.

From outside a faint breeze blows into her room, the day's events flashing through her mind. She was conflicted about a lot of things, her slight attraction to her teacher despite the dynamic they shared, Gala's apparent attraction to her and the satisfaction she had felt in embarrassing her back for once, even if just a small amount in comparison to Emily's own troubles. She recalled that girl she bumped into before, tall and lanky with cute rounded glasses adorning her freckled face, her ginger hair curly and soft. She was cute, Emily thought, and though she looked familiar Emily couldn't recall where she'd seen her before.

She thought about the way she was treated through the rest of the day, an almost masochistic pleasure in how the other girls were looking at her, knowing she had nothing on under her dress, the same excitement she felt as Derris, and to a lesser extend Gala, were playing with her earlier. She was asked a few times, both forwardly and shyly, if she would be willing to flash her nude pussy to someone, or if she was taking suggestions on her next "exhibition," but as oddly tempted as she found herself, she denied any further intent to show people her bare ass or boobs for the day.

For just a moment, she hesitated to call the mice back, or to go to Lee's place for a spare pair of panties, wondering just how far she would be able to go in her current state as her face went from pink to dark red, fantasies beginning to crop up in her mind...

Shaking the perverse plot from her head, she focused herself on the present. She had Kaylie's posse out to get her now, plus a bit of unwanted fame with the other witches of the Academy, she had to be safe, newly discovered fetish or not. Bringing out her wand and idly watching the sun set through the window outside, Emily called the mice yet again to aid her, noting as she heard them approach that they seemed to already be waiting for her, a thought that made her smile to herself. Scampering in as excited as usual, the trio from before sat at the foot of her bed as she addressed them.

"Alright, this time I have a plan. I'll send one of you to each of the other dorms, there might be some evidence in one of those. Each of you make sure to get a good sniff of my scent, it should help with finding my panties. If you find anything, drop it off here on my bed if I'm not around."

Emily held out her dress sleeve for the mice to catch a scent from. They all quickly picked up on the right "frequency" of scent, squeaking in confirmation as they dashed into the hole, popping in one after the other, perfectly sized to fit into the opening. It was always satisfying watching them move around their tunnels, perfectly snug but unrestricted in their movements. It looked comfy, Emily thought.

Left with nothing to do while she waited, she decided to go to Lierra's dorm and pick up a spare pair or two, in case the mice came back empty-handed again. Locking her door behind her, she proceeded down the spiral stairwell. As she walked through the halls, the windows now finally shuttered to keep the cold wind out, she noticed the usual spring in her step had returned, no sign of the nervous sneaking or dashing she had done before. There wasn't really a reason to hide it now, everyone knew about her predicament. It was oddly freeing, feeling the breeze under her skirt, brushing against her bare pussy, no fear of being caught out anymore, passing by other students with newfound confidence.

She still had to watch for traps though, that much she knew. She had only just cast the detection spell when she found a poor girl strung up in a trap, magical bindings of vines keeping her suspended upside down, a vine rope tightly wrapped between her legs and shifting any time she moved. Helping her down with a quick dispelling chant, the girl thanked Emily before hurrying on, flushed. It felt good to help others out of situations like that after being stuck in one far worse herself.

It was otherwise an uneventful trip until she reached the third year dorms, as she was passing by the Greenhouse she spotted the glasses-wearing girl from before, inspecting a small collection of potted plants sitting outside the enclosed garden. Emily called out to her as she approached, startling the ginger-haired witch, until she noticed who was coming towards her.

"O-oh, its you again. H-hello... I- well, I wanted to, uhm, apologize, for earlier today..." She stuttered out, her voice weak, almost sad.

"Huh? For what?"

She had only just asked the question when the girl burst out into tears, and Emily recognized her. Taking a better look at her, she was most definitely the third year Emily had seen plotting with Kaylie the previous night.

"I-I... *Sniff* I'm s-so sorry! Kaylie m-made me do it, she made me make that m-mean wind spell, and, and..."

Going up to the poor sobbing girl and patting her on the back, Emily understood immediately what the situation was. Kaylie was known for manipulating people into giving her their personal spells or just straight up stealing other peoples homework before, and Emily could guess why she targeted this poor witch.

"I-I swear, I'll do anything to make it up to you, anything! I-I... I'd even be, w-willing to let y-you even the score..."

Her desperation and the implications of her wording made Emily a bit uncomfortable, and she quickly shot down the notion.

"It's fine, I forgive you. I know what Kaylie's like, the bitch... Even if it was used for a prank on me, I thought that wind spell was really cool. You're clearly really talented at making and hiding spells like that."

The ginger looked up from her session of manual plant-watering, and turned to Emily, a sparkle in her eyes.

"You, you really think so? T-Thank you... I've recently learned how to store multiple spells across a wide area, most people think its restricted to only individual magic circles, but you can actually spread the stored magic out across multiple small circles and hide them, it makes very efficient traps and-" She paused, remembering who she was talking to, before continuing after Emily gave her an understanding smile, "S-sorry... A-anyways, I study things like nature magic quite often, so using wind magic in that way came somewhat naturally to me. I was actually practicing using the technique to make a fully magical automatic sprinkler system, a big spell to water the whole greenhouse at once! So far, uh, it's only left me soaking wet and the plants lightly spritzed..."

Emily was intrigued, this was the first time she had learned anything about Magical Botany beyond what was explained to her by school staff or second years going through the basic courses, she rarely had the chance to talk to third or fourth years with an interest in it, or at all, really.

"Are you in the Advanced Magical Botany class then?"

The girl looked surprised, but answered excitedly.

"Yes! Actually, I don't mean to brag, but I'm the head student Botanist. Oh! I know! I could give you an early tour of the Greenhouse to make up for everything. Oh, er, if you're interested, that is."

Emily was very interested. She talked with the girl for another few minutes about what to expect, and what the sealed off garden was really like, before remembering her plans to see Lee. It was getting dark, and she'd have to hurry to avoid any night-time magical creatures that might sneak into the school looking to snack on a witch's magic reservoir.

Walking and talking with the girl, she introduced herself properly and learned her name was Alice Shyle, a fitting last name, Emily thought. Parting ways with the red-head as they approached the second year dorms, Alice promised to stop by the greenhouse some time after school for the tour, Alice informing her that any time during the week after classes were over would do.

Entering into the second gear dorms, Emily luckily only had to walk up a single flight of stairs, Lierra's room being relatively close to ground level, a commodity Emily was often jealous of with her seven flights of stairs to climb every night.

Knocking on her friend's door, it quickly swung open as Emily was practically dragged inside, the faint scent of lavender and potion mist emitting from Lierra's room as always. It was adorned with various bottles and ingredients, herbs and oddities strewn across the tables, with a miniature cauldron located in the center of the room. Lierra was a potions wizz, and was basically as much of a medical center for the first years as the official school nurse was. She even dabbled in more out there potions, things such as transformation spells and love potions, though she never let anyone know how she made them, nonetheless use them, as they were clearly more potent than anything taught in potions class until at least the third and fourth years.

"Oooh, Em! I'm glad you came, I was worried for a moment you might, well, start enjoying the lack of underwear a bit too much..." She shyly blushed, giving Emily a teasing smile, the pantyless witch nervously laughing off the statement despite how close to home it hit.

"No way, Lee. Now, you said you had some spares that might fit me?"

Lee dove into her drawers, her room a mess with clothes hung up in odd places and potions supplies floating around aimlessly, permanent levitation spells cast on them to keep them out of the way of work until they were needed. She eventually returned from the depths of her drawers with a pair of frilly, light-blue panties and a pastel blue bra with lace along its edges to match. They were so thin that they were practically see-through, and despite how soft they were they weren't very warm. Emily had seen her friend's choice of underwear before, but it never ceased to surprise her how she insisted these were her "tame" sets. Emily had her guesses about Lierra's use for her taste in lingerie, though she denied any accusations of any lewd happenings on or off campus. Aside from winter break, witches could only leave the Academy again once they learned how to ride brooms, a skill taught in the second year, and one Lierra conveniently used every few weekends to visit a town on the outskirts of the forest, a town known for witches running away to it to find a lover, as Emily often teased Lee about.

After chatting for a short while, Lierra offered for Emily to sleep over, as to not have to walk all the way back so late at night, but she refused her kind offer, too tired to stay up gossipping as she knew a sleepover with Lee entailed.

Taking the sexy underwear from Lee with a grateful smile, she pondered changing immediately for a moment, before the idea of walking back without any panties on just one last time enticed her too far the other way. Thanking Lierra, and waving goodbye, Emily stowed her borrowed panties and bra, however likely the latter was to be unused, and continued on her way.

It was entirely dark now, the only light illuminating the halls being the faint moonlight, no students besides herself left wandering the halls. The last bell had tolled on her way to her room, and while not a strict curfew, it was more for the safety of students out late than anything. After all, the most dangerous monsters around the Academy premises came out at night, and some even went as far as to sneak into the school.

But she doubted she would run into anything.