Hermione begins the first task

Hermione's alarm woke her up at 9:30. She had slept in her robes, not wanting to risk them being taken to the laundry again. She knew that the Slytherins would demand she not use anything in her bag, so she left it and its contents, including her wand, behind.

She exited the portrait hole and headed towards the stairs.

"Have fun!", The Fat Lady called after her.

It was a peaceful walk down to the entrance hall. Even Dumbledore's portrait was still empty.

"At last, the woman of the night is here!" Pansy declared as she saw Hermione come down the steps. "Come on, we're going to the pitch together."

Hermione looked around. "Where are the others?"

"They're already at the pitch. Now come on!" Pansy reached out towards Hermione's collar, conjuring the lead again.

Resigned to be walked like a dog, Hermione allowed Pansy to pull the lead, and her, towards the Quidditch pitch.

What snow there was yesterday had melted, it seemed, but the ground was still cold and wet. Hermione slipped at one point, landing chest-first onto the earth. Her robes had slipped above her waist, exposing her bare arse to Pansy.

"Oh, come on now!" Pansy swaggered. "You can't go exposing yourself now! That comes later!"

Hermione picked herself up and continued the walk.

After a short walk, they met Daphne and Millicent in the middle of the Quidditch pitch. Daphne was wearing the Quidditch robes of Slytherin green.

"Now, Granger," Daphne began. "I suppose I ought to begin to explain the rules. Ravenclaw Stripped Quidditch began as a test of skill between Ravenclaws who would play Quidditch completely naked!"

Hermione shivered. She should have figured this would be the case, but still.

"However, the teams could earn their clothes back by doing their jobs!", Daphne continued. "The Keeper would need to block three goals. Each chaser would earn their individual clothes by scoring three goals apiece! The beaters would earn their clothes back by batting three bludgers at the other players. And the seeker..." Daphne grinned. "Would only get their clothes back by catching the Snitch!"

Hermione frowned. "And... Did all then get their clothes back?"

"Oh, heavens no!" Daphne exclaimed. "What would be the point if all the seekers had to do to get dressed was to let the other catch the Snitch! The skill of the seeker was to let their teammates get dressed first and try to keep the other seeker from getting the snitch, because at the end of the game..." Daphne's smirk grew even wider. "those who had yet to earn their clothes stayed that way for the rest of the game!"

"I-WHAT?!" Hermione exclaimed! But just as she tried to protest, Millicent walked up and yanked on the collar of Hermione's robes, pulling her forward. Hermione slipped again, but this time the rest of the robes did not come with her. Millicent walked away, Hermione splayed naked on the ground.

"Now, since we don't have teams, and you're the only one competing, I decided to make this a little one-on-one competition!" Daphne gushed. "I've been wanting to play for Slytherin since I was a first-year, but Flint only wanted the biggest, meanest blokes in Slytherin... So I'll play chaser and you have to block 3 goals. Once you've done that, you'll play chaser and have to get three shots through me! Then I'll be releasing two bludgers while you're in the air. Don't worry!" She saw Hermione's eyes widen. "We've got some Bruisewort Balm, and we've all been practicing the slowing charm to make sure you don't get too hurt if you fall!"

"Yeah, I'm still sore from that..." Millicent groaned.

"And finally, you'll have to catch the Snitch! Oh, and you'll have to do all this before sunrise, or we'll make sure you stay naked until the next sunrise!" Daphne concluded.

Hermione was worried. She had played a little Quidditch at the burrow, but this was demanding that she do every job and do it right! And besides, the Snitch was absolutely minuscule! How was she supposed to see it in the dark?

"Um... How will I see the Snitch if there's no light to shine off it?" Hermione asked.

Daphne sighed. "I had wanted that to be part of the fun, but Pansy insisted on us playing fair, so she put a charm on it. It will flash before going dark every 5 minutes, so all you have to do is try to catch up to the flash before you lose track of it again. And speaking of playing fair..."

Daphne handed Hermione one of the Slytherin Nimbus 2001s. "Be careful with that, now! Lucious Malfoy paid a lot of money to give those to Slytherin House!"

Well... It seemed that Pansy got more out of this if Hermione stood a fighting chance. Hermione hadn't mounted a broom since leaving the chamber of secrets last year with Ron to get basilisk fangs, but she still knew the theory. As she mounted the broom, she felt the invisible cushion keep the shaft from burrowing its way between her labia. She took a few practice laps, Pansy and Millicent catcalling the whole time, as she got her bearings.

She looked at the clock back at the school. She could barely make out the time of 10:30. Recalling her Astronomy lessons, she knew that the sun would rise in approximately 8 hours this time of year.

This wasn't going to be easy, but she had to try... Dumbledore's encouragement from this morning was fueling her. As long as she truly didn't want to be naked for the next 24 hours, not of her own choice, but by the will of her antagonists, she would win. She knew it!