Yes, and there stands Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bulstrode

"Took you long enough to get here, mudblood!" Pansy called.

"I... I needed some breakfast." Hermione said. She hadn't lied, of course, but she had no intention of confessing to them yet. "And where's Greengrass?"

"Oh, she's working on her part of the plan," Pansy said, smugger than she had ever been before.

A plan? Hermione was feeling more nervous than ever before. "And... What plan is that?" She asked, apprehensive at the answer.

"Well, you see..." Millicent started, in her deep voice. "Since you stole my robes last night, we decided you needed the full justice of Hogwarts."

"But," Pansy interrupted, "We didn't want to go telling a teacher, otherwise we'd have to admit we were out of bed, too." She broke into a grin. "So we thought, if you performed the Gryffindor Greenhouse Streak, we could have some fun with you doing the other Bawdy House Tasks!"

Hermione felt the color drain from her face. "You... you want me to do all of those things... now?!"

Pansy laughed. "Oh, heavens no! The traditions state how it must be done after hours. That's part of the fun, you see? The possibility of being caught by a teacher!"

Millicent began again. "But we didn't want to wait for you to be punished, so we have a few other fun things in order!"

"That's right," Pansy said.

This was less than good for Hermione. They were expecting her not just to be naked, but to play quidditch, spend a night with magical creatures and use polyjuice potion for... something.

"You're going to start," Pansy began again, "with a little swim. You were so hot and bothered last night, I think you need to be cooled down."

"Fine," Hermione replied. "I'll just go get my bathers and-"

"You're going to swim now," Millicent threatened.

"But..."

"No buts, except for the one under those robes of yours," Pansy giggled.

Hermione knew it would be no good to argue. She had no wand, and they had all the power. She started by removing her shoes and socks. She stood up and felt the damp earth under food, slightly squishing between her toes.

She then pulled her robes off, revealing her plain, white underwear beneath. She knew they'd be transparent if she got them wet, but it was better than nothing.

"You know," Millicent interjected, "with titties as small as yours, I don't think you need that bra." She raised her wand, and with a flick, it unclasped from Hermione's shoulders. Hermione jumped, and her bra slipped down her arms, landing onto the ground below.

"And," Pansy interrupted, "It would be a shame if such nice panties were to get wet!" She looked directly in Hermione's eyes. "Take them off."

Hermione had ****. She pulled down her panties, exposing her fully nude form to all who could see. She picked up her clothes and folded them neatly under the tree before returning to the two Slytherins.

"Now, you're going to swim for the next hour. After that, you can feel free to get out and get dressed whenever you want!"

Hermione didn't trust Pansy's words, but she had ****. She'd just have to keep an eye on them and her clothes as she took steps toward the edge of the lake.