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Chapter 3 by FreeUseLover FreeUseLover

What's next?

The next morning

Hermione woke up and the first thing she realized was, that she was completely naked in her bed. Shocked, she pulled the curtains of her four-poster bed shut. After a while of listening, but hearing no noises around her she slowly pulled the curtains open to look outside. No one was around. At the foot of her bed, she found what seemed to be her new school uniform. With a sigh of relief, she saw her usual black Hogwarts robe. But apart from that, there really was not a lot...

There were no pants of any kind, not even underpants. There was no shirt or blouse. There was only a skimpy-looking sort of top, barely more than a bra, in Gryffindor red. That, the robe and her red and gold tie. That was all there was, except for her shoes, at least those were still here. After staring at the new clothes in disbelief, Hermione decided that it would be better to put them on than nothing at all. She could just pull her robe tight over everything, she decided and made her way down to the common room.

At first glance, the room seemed empty. With all the waiting upstairs, she was probably rather late. Everyone would already be at breakfast, she supposed. But then she caught a glimpse of something in the corner of the room. Hermiones jaw dropped as she turned her head and looked at Angelina Johnson. Her body limp, she was sitting in one of the big armchairs, both of her legs hanging to either side over the armrests, her head hanging over the back of the chair.

Hermione noticed two things. Angelina was completely naked, and from between her wide spread legs there was a slow stream of thickish white liquid oozing out onto the chair. For a moment Hermione could only stare at her, transfixed by what she saw. Somewhere in the back of her head, she knew exactly what had been going down here but no. Her mind just could not accept that. Not yet. She calmed down a little when she at least saw that Angelinas chest was rising, she seemed to be breathing. Her chest.. her naked black breasts...

Shaking her head, as if that would make what she just saw not true, Hermione left the common room and went on, down to the great hall for breakfast.

What's next?

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