What's next?

Romilda makes a run for it.

The hall erupted into laughter.

Romilda grabbed Lavender's arm, trying to pull her to her feet as the blonde girl sat in silence, eyes wide with shock, mouth agape, round pink nipples stiffening in the cool air. She had quite nice breasts, Hermione noticed. She felt a twinge of sympathy as two circles of red began to blossom in the blonde's cheeks, indicating the tidal wave of embarrassment that was slowly overcoming her. Being pantsless was one thing, but she couldn't imagine finding yourself suddenly naked in front of the whole school. It didn't bear thinking about. Still, a sacrifice had to be made, and better Lavender than her.

Romilda glanced around, startled, suddenly very aware that every eye in the hall was trained on her. Even the teachers were looking her way. Students were standing up, thronging around, crowding the corridors between the tables in their quest to get a better look. She had to get out of the hall. In her panicked state, there was only one way to go.

She leapt up onto the food-laden table, one hand cupped over her bouncing brown breasts, the other tucked between her legs to hide the tuft of dark curly hair that covered her sex, and began to sprint down the length of the table toward the door. Her left foot splashed in a gravy boat. Her right tripped through a dish of mashed potatoes. She didn't get far before slipping on a smear of cheese sauce and landing face-first, with a splash, in an enormous wobbly banana-custard trifle that had been prepared for dessert. Cream flew everywhere.

Parvati was trying to crawl underneath the table, while a pair of Hufflepuffs took pictures of her wiggling bottom with a magic camera. Lavender's whole face had gone a deep, deep shade of red, and a lot of people were paying a lot of attention to her breasts, but she still seemed incapable of motion. In all the confusion, everyone seemed to have forgotten that Hermione was still missing her skirt. Which was exactly how she'd planned it.

She stood up, pulling her cardigan down as far as it would go, and began to sidle slowly towards the closest side door.