No, she wakes up rested

Hermione awoke with the morning sun just starting to peek through the window of the common room. She had evidently slept longer than she meant to.

Holding the blanket up to her chest, she looked around for the robes she had removed last night, but they were nowhere to be found.

She began to panic. Had someone been in here? Had they taken the rest of her clothes? She made a dash to her bag and saw that everything inside was the way she had left it. As she began to look wildly around the room, she saw that it looked tidier than the previous night. The floors had been swept and room was far less dusty than it had been the previous night.

"Gilpy..." she muttered to herself. The house-elves must have cleaned around her last night. Gilpy must have taken the robe down to the laundry while the tower was being cleaned, as she had requested he do if he found any robes lying around the castle, should she lose them on purpose.

There was nothing for it. She sighed as she pulled another one of her borrowed robes from her bag. She now only had 10 borrowed robes left. With 10 more days until the other students returned, that should be plenty, as long as she doesn't lose more than one robe in a day. And even if she did, she had a little leeway. The old robes that she planned to modify and the one good one she still owned, after all.

Hermione left her things in the common room and headed down to breakfast. The Slytherins were there already, about halfway through their porridge. They demanded a wardrobe check, and Hermione complied, flashing herself to the room once more. She knew she was getting wet, but didn't want to be made to cum in front of the girls again, at least not this soon.

As the Slytherins finished up and prepared to leave, a few owls flew into the great hall. There were a couple of packages for Pansy and Millicent, Daphne got her copy of The Daily Prophet, and there was a letter for Hermione.

Hermione decided to wait until after the Slytherins had left to read it, under the pretense of choosing to finish her breakfast first. As they walked away, she saw more headlines about the Scrofungulus that was currently running rampant in the hospital wing at school, but this time there was speculation about it spreading further with Trelawney checking into St. Mungo's.

"Make sure you're at dinner tonight, mudblood!" Millicent called. "We have to talk about tomorrow!"

Once she was alone, Hermione opened the letter. Her eyes widened as she saw that it was from Professor McGonagall.

Hello Hermione,
I hope your Easter holidays have are well so far.
I am writing because there are a few things I wish to discuss with you today.
Please meet me in the Headmistress' Office for lunch at 12 PM sharp.
Sincerely,
Professor McGonagall
Headmistress

Hermione swallowed. She couldn't risk her current uniform being seen by Professor McGonagall, but she also knew that if the Slytherins saw her wearing anything more, they'd strip her naked and make her masturbate in front of them!

Hermione would have to plan this carefully...