Back into the castle

Hermione reached the school building and stopped just outside one of the side doors. She realised now that she should have gone to the changing rooms instead and taken someone's clothing since they had changed there into Quidditch robes. It was too late now for her to go back, she could not take the risk of running into the players again, nor did she want to be outside any more. Luna had probably gone back to the artefact room looking for her, but what would she have done then? Waited, gone back to the dormitory, gone looking for her? Hopefully not told anyone else what was going on!

She pushed the wooden door and peeked inside cautiously. She saw a narrow side corridor, currently deserted. Hermione padded inside on her bare feet, her eyes always darting around watching out for anyone coming.

At the end of the corridor it opened into a wider one, which led in one direction to the great hall and the main staircase- the fastest way to try and get back to the Gryffindor tower, but also the busiest part of the castle. To the right she would end up in the dungeons, the potions class, Slytherin common room. It was hard to say which direction would be worse.

She chose left, hoping that maybe she would find Luna again. The floor changed from flagstones to carpet, which was a welcome relief on her feet now. It was also warmer than she had been recently, and Hermione hoped that maybe her goosebumps would go down and, she thought with a blush, maybe her hard nipples would relax as well. Her face had been warm for most of the afternoon, with a bright red blush of embarrassment heating her cheeks.

Hermione had only been walking in this direction a few moments when her fears about this being the busier route were justified as she heard voices and footsteps coming closer. She looked around desperately, and saw a suit of armour at the side of the corridor. Hermione darted over and squeezed between the suit and the wall, just before a group of Slytherin students came down the corridor. She hoped that armour provided enough cover to hide her, as she struggled to fit her plump backside and full breasts in the gap.

As the pupils went past, taking much longer than Hermione liked, she wondered whether she could put on the suit of armour and make het way back to the dormitory wearing it. Maybe people who saw her would think she was one of the castle's ghosts.

After the group of students passed, Hermione began to exit her hiding place, her bare buttocks reminding her how close the wall was. It was a tighter fit than she liked, and she resolved to try and lose a bit of her puppy fat in the near future.

In extricating herself from the cover, Hermione's chest pushed against the armour and to her horror it tipped over and then fell to the floor with a crash which resounded off the walls, as the suit broke apart into a couple of dozen pieces.

"Oh no." Hermione gasped. Around her she could hear vague sounds of people coming closer to inspect the commotion, so she wrapped her arms around her body again to try and hide her nudity, and took off running.