Some time later…a new problem arises.

The sun’s glow turned orange through the windows of the room. The beams seeming to reach any available space within. Even the two round tush cheeks seamed to gleam, though the owner of said things did not notice.

Hermione stood in front of the classroom door, crossing and uncrossing her legs as she held both hands on her crotch.

Come on, Luna. Hurry up. I don’t know how much longer I can hold it.

Hours had gone by since Luna had left her in the classroom to find her some clothes. And Hermione had hidden her nude body all afternoon. However; as time wore on, a new problem for her slowly began to make itself known. Hermione had drunk quite a bit of pumpkin juice during lunch that day and had not used the facilities since before then. Now, in the worst possible state, it had grown to the point where she was becoming desperate.

By this time, Hermione had determined that she could no longer wait for Luna lest she have another mess to clean up. Yet, she knew that she would have to risk being seen naked again in order to get to the nearest bathroom.