Saturday afternoon

Hermione's eyes fluttered open several hours later. When she looked at the clock, she saw that it was lunchtime. She saw that the food on the platter was still good and decided to eat in the dungeon.

She looked over at the corner where Millicent had thrown her robe and sighed. She was now down to six borrowed robes and one ill-fitting robe. If she was careful, she might be able to use only one per day and get the clothes the Slytherins stole from her next Sunday.

Hermione then caught a whiff of herself. After how much she had done the previous night, she decided she was due for a bath.

After eating, got up off of the bed. She hadn't realized just how sore she felt as she stepped out of the room and made her way through the castle completely naked. She was thankful that Dumbledore wasn't in the portrait on the first floor, but she knew that he might see her walking around. Not that he hadn't seen her body before, but she still wasn't keen on being caught feeling so filthy.

After a fairly uneventful walk, she made her way into the bathroom. The mermaid in the portrait was taking an afternoon nap. Hermione filled the tub with warm water and got in. She let the water caress her body, the warmth and magical soaps rejuvenating her.

Hermione swam over to one of the taps. She needed to clean her insides out a little, so she positioned her legs around the tap and turned it on.

The magical water poured over her pussy, making her moan a little. She slightly opened her labia to let it in to clean. The water felt so good she didn't even hear the hidden door to the bathroom open, or the steps of someone walking in.

"Enjoying yourself?" Hermione slipped and fell back into the water. As she emerged, sputtering, she saw that Daphne Greengrass had come into the baths.

"Daphne?!" Hermione stammered, embarrassed. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I thought I might come in for a bath." Daphne said, taking off her robe to reveal panties of Slytherin green with a bra of a similar color that, somewhat to Hermione's annoyance, held breasts that were significantly larger than her own.

Daphne unclasped her bra first. "It feels nice to let these breathe every now and again!", she gushed before pulling down her panties. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed into a strip.

After she had removed her shoes and socks, she placed her clothes by the side of the tub and got in. She swam over to one of the seats in the water and curled her finger to motion Hermione over. "Come over here, Hermione."

Hermione, not knowing what was going on, hesitated before deciding to move over. If Daphne had wanted, she could have simply summoned the lead on the collar to pull her over.

Daphne pulled Hermione over onto her lap, where she could feel Daphne's breasts bumping into her back. Daphe began to whisper in her ear. "You know, when all of this started... I thought it was just going to be your humiliation. That we'd embarrass you for two weeks, then everything would go back to normal."

Below the water, Daphne began to massage Hermione's breasts from behind. "Wh-what do you mean?" Hermione asked, trying to act as if she didn't care about this massage, hiding how nice it was feeling.

"Oh... I know you've been enjoying yourself, Hermione... I can tell..." The hands moved down to massage her stomach. "You wearing underwear, knowing we'd strip you entirely... And your night last night? Even before that elf stuck his little todger in you, I could tell you were truly excited..."

Hermione didn't know how Daphne could know all of this, but as Daphne's hands moved lower and lower, massaging her, she couldn't get her questions out.

"You know... We might just keep those pictures of you after all of this... You look so good in them, and who knows? We might even convince you to keep having little wardrobe malfunctions until summer!" Her hands began to massage Hermione's inner thighs, which had opened subconsciously. Hermione merely moaned in pleasure.

"Or... Public nudity isn't against the law here... As long as you're not being sexual about it. We could charm you so everyone can see you, but you can't masturbate until you're alone with us..."

As Daphne's fingers finally began to tickle Hermione's pussy, the thought of being seen by the entire school began to drive Hermione insane. She was so close to orgasm now.

"Ask for it... Ask to cum for me, Granger." It seemed Daphne wasn't going to let Hermione orgasm without permission.

"P-please!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Please what, Granger?" Daphne appeared to really enjoy this teasing.

"Please let me cum!" Hermione cried.

At that, Daphne squeezed Hermione's clitoris. This was enough. Hermione shuddered, feeling Daphne's naked body on her own, her body being played with, the feeling of the water caressing her every curve... All of her juices spilled into the bathwater. Her loud moan even awoke the portrait of the mermaid, who got up with a start.

Daphne giggled. "Now don't tell anyone. If you do, I'll deny it, and would you of all people even tell anyone that I got you to cum?" She moved Hermione off of her as she got up to dry and get dressed.

As she was hooking her bra into place, Daphne turned to Hermione. "Oh right, Pansy wanted us to tell you if we saw you. We managed to get an order for Polyjuice Potion from Draco. He's studying alchemy, since he doesn't have to worry about money, and he happened to have enough for two people on hand!" Daphne fastened her robe in place. "Don't worry, we didn't tell him what we're using it for exactly, just that we wouldn't break any laws with it. We won't have it until next Saturday, though, but your last task can be done right before all the other students get here!"

After Daphne left, Hermione took a moment to think. She did really enjoy this... Even the Slytherins knew she did, but she also knew that she couldn't let her nature get the better of her, otherwise all the greatness she had worked to achieve would mean nothing. She glanced at the portrait to see the mermaid pouting, evidently annoyed that she had missed out on the fun.

Hermione had much to consider... Not only would she want to get that **** out of the hands of the Slytherins, but she still needed to get rid of the evidence of her stealing that poppy from the greenhouses. Once those were done, she could consider getting new clothes and-

Hermione froze. She had left almost all of her money to pay for the Russian's Dragon Nails. She had no money for new clothes!

Aside from the borrowed robes which she'd have to give back before students returned, all she had left was a dressing gown, a robe that was too small to wear properly, socks, and her undergarments! She could only hope the Slytherins would hold true to their promise and return her things by the time break ended...