To the Chamber

Gentle snoring sounded around him, and as Harry's eyes adjusted to the darkness, the gray shapes looming around him turned out to be girls clad in thin, delicate night-garments, asleep over their books, or lounging in chairs or cuddling together in beds. Apparently the rules were more lax on this side regarding the necessity of clothes, and Harry noticed a one of the girls he had seen in the dining hall with her legs spread to display her small, sweet lower mouth. She was completely naked, aside from a frilly little nightshirt that was open to reveal her smooth chest. She lay asleep as if she had been sitting on the corner of the bed and, when the spell had hit, had fallen back face up, with each leg hanging over a different side of the bed corner pointing out either way like the hands of a clock at 8:20. The faint glow of moonlight on the dark, inviting slit between smooth folds silently watching from below her navel seemed to touch Harry in the same location, and he swallowed uneasily. Hermione led them all, unheeding Harry's disconnectedness, across the stone-tiled floor, to a door that opened to a stone spiral stairway. The formed a solemn procession, Hermione, Harry, Ginny, and Myrtle, slowly ascending the hard stone steps to the chamber above.

At the upper landing, Hermione paused in front of the doorway, turning to them. "The Chamber of Secret Delights," she said dramatically. As she pushed open yet another heavily grained ancient oaken door, they walked through.