Yes

Hermione entered the quiet library once more. She made her way right to the Muggle Studies section Dumbledore had mentioned and found the book she was looking for. She once again filled out the paperwork and left the library.

As she stepped out again, however, she heard a voice she hoped she might not hear. "Why, if it isn't Mangey Grange-y, all dressed up again!" Peeves wooshed from out of nowhere, stopping in front of her.

Hermione's eyes widened. She didn't want to lose her new outfit quite yet... Or did she? "Yes, Peeves," She began. "So how has your day been since this morning?"

"Ooh, Peeves has been setting up fun pranks for Filchy!" Peeves cackled. He suddenly had a somewhat devious look. "What robes is Mangey wearing, eh?"

"These..." Hermione started. "Are mine, Peeves. Professor Hagrid gave them to me, making them my robes!"

Peeves suddenly swooped, flying underneath Hermione through her legs! "No undies underneath! Grangey is wearing her new uniform indeed!" He snickered.

Hermione blushed. "Well, if there's nothing else, I do have some homework to-"

"But Peeves sees a little loose thread!" He suddenly exclaimed. At the hem of the overly large robe, there was, in fact, a loose thread, a thread which Peeves was now pinching!

"Peeves will take care of it for you!" And he took off, fast as he could, down the corridor towards the entrance hall.

Hermione noticed the hem of the robes getting shorter and shorter!

"Oh no!" She shouted. She lifted what robes she could to clear the way for her feet and immediately took off to Gryffindor Tower. She almost fell in the trick stair on her way up, the bunched-up robes in her hands ever-shrinking.

She arrived at the seventh-floor corridor just as the robes had reached her knees. She ran in front of the portrait. "Abstinence! Abstinence!" She shouted. But when she saw the portrait... The Fat Lady was gone.

She looked at the empty frame in horror for a moment before looking down. At that moment, the main body of the robe was below her breasts. Then, after a few seconds, they reached above her breasts, with the sleeves falling loose, then the shoulders and collar, at last, were utterly removed.

Hermione was naked in the corridor, no Fat Lady to let her in to get dressed. She was left holding just the book she had checked out from the library to try to cover herself with.