Rather poorly

Hermione knew she would have to eat on all fours. The Slytherin girls wouldn't let her sit on the floor and eat with her hands. This would leave her sensitive parts absolutely exposed to this Bits Bludger. That said, she also didn't want to make things easy for it.

Hermione crouched down near the table, positioning the leg of the table right in front of her pussy. She'd have to hope that the wooden leg of the table would be wide enough to block the bludger while she tried to eat.

As she lowered her head to the toast, she bit into one piece and carefully took bites, using her lips to hold the bread in place and move it more into her mouth to eat. She felt the bludger bounce dangerously close to her pussy, but at least her idea had worked. Satisfied, she continued to eat her toast, bending over low to get more pieces as she went on.

What she hadn't counted on, however, was the result of her grinding her nethers on the polished table leg. She only realized this miscalculation upon getting her third piece of toast when she found that her vagina felt lubricated as it moved along the wooden beam.

Hermione had barely registered a thought of how this might not be good when the bludger came back, but this time was able to slap her labia before zooming away again. It seemed that the juices on both her arse and the wood had made a situation just right for the bludger to squeeze in ever so slightly, but not enough to actually touch her insides yet.

"Come on, Granger!" Daphne giggled. She had been watching the whole ordeal and was rather enjoying it. "You need to eat all of your breakfast, then you can come here and lie on mommy's lap!"

Millicent groaned, cringing at Daphne's lust for the muggle-born.

Given the direct order, Hermione could not disobey. She finished up the toast quickly as she could, the bludger smacking away at her arse.

Once she had finished, Hermione hopped up onto the couch that Daphne sat on, closed her legs tight, and set her head to rest on Daphne's soft thighs. She looked at the clock and saw that barely 10 minutes had passed... Keeping that bludger away from her pussy was going to be harder than she thought...

What she didn't know was that it was actually going to be quite impossible, as Pansy had a wicked idea. With a wave of her wand, Pansy called over one of the wooden chairs from across the room.

"Granger, sit in this chair."

Hermione looked scared. This would offer less protection.

"Now, Granger!"

Hermione cautiously stepped forward, trying to keep her legs together as the bludged zoomed around the room, alternating its bounces off her arse and her pubic mound. She kept her legs together as she sat on the chair, but it wasn't meant to be.

"Incarcerous!"

Thin ropes suddenly tied Hermione's hands to the back of the chair. Two more ropes wrapped themselves around Hermione's ankles, tying them to the legs of the chair. Hermione's front was completely exposed.

But it wasn't just bad enough that now her nethers were exposed to the bludger. Pansy walked over and, using two fingers, spread Hermione's labia wide open. As soon as the bludger swooped inside, Pansy removed her fingers, and the bludger was now stuck inside, bouncing around!

"Well, Granger." Pansy snickered. "If you want that thing out, you'd better hope you're a forceful squirter!"