Hermione was up in the Gryffindor girls dormitory brushing back her long bushy brown hair. It was the week of finals for Hogwarts, a school for wizards and witches, and for once she was calm. collected, and confidante, instead of panicky and worried. The first time in seven years that she felt ready for those final exams, much to her best friends, Harry and Ron's relief. Normally she was reading up on potions in between bites at meals, or staying up all night and practicing spells. Nope for once she wasn't driving her friends crazy with hyper studying.
She was ready for anything.
Since she wasn't so worried about her abilities, she actually had time to worry about her looks, which is why she was so intent on making her hair look nice, for Ron.
'I wish he'd get a clue and start noticing me in that way.' She thought to herself, doing her best to work with her bushy hair. It was a real inconvenience to have hair like hers, especially during those rare occasions that she actually worried about it. Though her friend, Ginny, who was also Ron's little sister, thought it was 'cute'. She needed a spell that could do wonders on hair styles.
Hermione was eighteen years old and the oldest of the 'trio' which was made up of Harry,Ron, and herself. She was also the most intelligent witch of Gryffindor, in fact probably out of the whole school. She didn't know that when Harry first met her his mental description of her was 'plain'. He, and so many other students, would change their mind at that over time. During those seven years at Hogwarts, Hermione had grown and matured into a very beautiful woman. She didn't have the alluring drop dead gorgeousness of Fleur Delacour, or the exotic looks of Angelina Johnson. She was still very good looking with hips that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere and breasts that she didn't notice were developing until her fifth year. She hadn't noticed because of her constant studying and when she finally did that was around the time she started liking Ron more.
Again she wished that man would get a clue.
The other Gryffindor seventh year girls which included Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil and two others that Hermione had embarrassingly never learned their names, were all rushing around getting ready for breakfast.
"I can't believe you're being so calm!" Lavender said to Hermione while throwing on her uniform sweater.
"This time I'm just ready for anything."
Patil was trying to get dressed while reading her defense against the dark arts text.
"It's about time you be more confident in yourself." She let out a giggle.
"Trying to look nice for the Weasly boy. I'll bet." One of the unknown girls said.
Hermione gave up on her brushing and began to throw her cloak on over her school uniform. Her cheeks were slightly tinged with red.
"Oooh, forget it. I'm going down to the common room!"
To the other four girls amazement Hermione only took down her potion text instead of a total of six. They still let out a few giggles while Hermione swept out of the room, confirming what they thought.
Hermione walked down the stairs towards the Gryffindor common room. 'Of course everyone but Ron knows how much she liked him. Of course she also couldn't tell if he liked her the same way back and was just hiding it, or he didn't at all.'
There were only a few students in the common room that were finished changing, most of them were studying together instead of socializing. Harry, Ron, nor Ginny were out yet so she sat down in one of the comfortable overstuffed chairs and began to read over some of the more critical potions that might appear on that days Potions final.
She looked down the index and tried to remember their functions.
' Veritaserum: A truth serum. Wolfsbane Potion: One I know very personally. A potion for werewolves that gives the victim control when in their werewolf form. It's foul tasting and sugar makes it useless. Skele-gro: This one re-grows bones and is a very painful process.'
For about ten minutes Hermione read down the list until coming across one that hadn't been discussed too often.
'The "Aerventilo-Santuro" potion? Professor Snape has hardly spoken of this. I think it has something to do with air but-'
Just then something tall and red haired crashed in the chair right next to hers.
"Morning, Hermione." Ron said while chewing on a jelly bean. His hand reached into the box of and pulled out a yellow one. "Eeeh, either this one's lemon or earwax. I'm not risking that again." Ron flicked the bean away and then held his box closer to Hermione. "Want one?"
"Ron, it's unhealthy to eat candy in the morning."
"Candy is unhealthy at any time of the day, HERMIONE."
"I know-I mean-mean instead of eating sweets you should be saving your appetite for good food, like fruit."
"You've never lectured me that much on what I eat, but it's still an improvement than your crazy study habits around finals."
Hermione threw him a glare then went back to her reviewing. Ron continued to snack until Harry and Ginny came down. Though Hermione had taken a much calmer approach to studying several weeks ago her friends still felt an odd uneasiness about it, like it was unnatural. Hermione had been studying and reviewing everything that had been covered but not at the same frantic pace as the last few years. Harry and Ginny didn't tease her about it though Ron seemed to enjoy brining it up with her.
The quartet went down to the main hall and sat down at the Gryffindor dining table for breakfast. Hermione would casually glance at her potions book while eating, while more than half of the school were furiously cramming for their own finals, from first years to other seventh years.
Harry, Ron, and Ginny kept noticing that over by the Slytherin table, Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson would point at the studying Hermione and then turn back to their cohorts and laugh.
"Hermy, I think Malfoy and Parkinson are up to something." Ginny said while throwing back her long red hair.
Hermione glanced up at the two Slytherins for only a second before taking a bite of toast. "I'm not worried, let them laugh what can they do?"
Ron asked in-between bites of breakfast "What is our first exam anyway?"
"Ron you don't HAVE to talk with your mouth full." Ginny chided her brother but the man ignored her.
"Potions." Hermione muttered. Ron and Harry grimaced. Pretty much everyone ,besides the Slytherins, hated Professor Snape, the potions teacher.
"At least we're getting that out of the way." Hermione closed her book, it was nearly time for their first exam anyway. Harry, Hermione, and Ron departed together from the table, while Ginny,a sixth year, went off to her history exam. She and Harry hugged and kissed briefly before leaving. Ron made a face at that, still adjusting to his sister dating his best friend.
Potions was the Gryffindor class with the Slytherins, so it wasn't too surprising that Malfoy and Pansy started walking along side the trio.
"How are you feeling, Granger?" Malfoy's pale face said with a sneer.
" Back off Malfoy." Harry said readying himself for quite possible the final battle he'd have at Hogwarts with Draco Malfoy his arch enemy since day one.
" I hope you're not feeling all bloated at the moment!" Pansy nearly shrieked.
Hermione just smiled sweetly. "Actually I feel just fine thank you, and I'm very confident that I'll do well today."
Their fun was somewhat spoiled. "We'll see about that." Malfoy muttered and they went ahead.
"Can't wait till we can stop seeing those two every day." Harry said.
"Yeah." Ron agreed.
Hermione just kept smiling as they went down to Professor Snape's dungeon class room.
Professor Snape was a teacher that was greatly disliked by the students. He was very easy on the Slytherins since they were his house and harsh on any students that were from the other houses.
"Your exam will be to create a sleeping potion that is strong enough to sedate a dragon. Because the ingredients give off such strong heat, I've created a potion that will keep your bodies chilled down. Ms. Parkinson that tray with the small blue bottles, I'd like you give one to each student." Everyone but Ron seemed to miss the smiles that occurred between Snape, Malfoy, and Pansy.
Pansy walked over to the counter with the tray. She had her back to everyone, who was getting their equipment out, so nobody saw her pull a tiny bottle out from her robes. The potion was clear and smelled a bit odd, she opened it and put a few drops of it into a bottle, the clear liquid hardly changed the colors of the cooling potion. Parkinson then slid the tampered bottle away from the others. She then went around the class room and distributed the potion, being so careful not to give the tampered one away, the one with a few drops from an Aerventilo-Santuro potion!
Pansy then went down the table that the trio were sitting at. She gave one to Harry, Ron, then gave Hermione a sweet smile and placed the last bottle down in front of her.
"This one's for you." She said and left.
"What was that about?" Hermione wondered.
"Probably starting to like you." Ron joked.
Hermione whispered "No thanks."
At the prospect of high temperature heat, a lot of the students began removing their cloaks, with no yells or threats coming from Snape. Hermione removed her own cloak, thew back her hair, drank down her cooling potion and got to work.
Pansy, Malfoy, began snickering, Snape hid a smile.
The girls uniform was made up of black dress shoes, white knee socks, a short pleaded dark grey skirt, white dress shirt, light gray v-cut sweater that had no sleeves, and neck tie that was striped with the house colors, in Gryffindor's case gold and red. It was about ten minutes into the exam when Hermione felt a bit bloated, she began to rub her stomach. The pressure didn't go away and she let out a little "Mmmmph."
"What's wrong?" Ron whispered to her.
Professor Snape had heard the whispering but he wasn't going to stop it, it added to the fun watching the drama unfold. He smiled again at Draco and Pansy.
"I don't know, I just feel so bloated and full now." Hermione whispered back.
"Maybe you ought to see Madam Pomfrey."
"No, I can't miss an exam over a stomach ache, I'll be fine. Really." Hermione went back to work and Ron followed suit after watching her for a few seconds.
After another two minutes, Hermione bit her lip and placed a hand back over her stomach. She rubbed it gently, the woman paused a second then slowly drummed her fingers across it.
'Is my stomach a little bigger?' Hermione thought out loud.
"Still pretty bad?" Ron turned back to her.
She nodded, then "Even worse."
"Just go see Pomfrey."
"No Ron!"
"What good is enduring it if you keep stopping ever few minutes?"
Hermione slit-ed her eyes and said. "I'm doing just fine." She bent over and got back to work. Ron watched her for another minute.
'This is getting really annoying.' Hermione thought to herself, she threw back her head, in the process her bushy brown hair as well and said "Would you please stop looking at me? It's distracting."
"Hermione your tummy looks a little bigger to me."
A small snap went off inside of her head but she dismissed it.
"Ha, ha, don't be mistaken, I'm quite fine."
"If you'd just look."
"It's fine RONALD."
"For goodness sakes Hermione." Ron then took her hand and forced it onto her stomach, she let out a little gasp at the feel.
'Oh no, it does feel a little round!' she thought. Slowly the woman began lowering her head until- she made a surprised expression, her stomach was bulging out a tiny bit, and it wasn't her imagination that it was slowly getting bigger.
"You'd better." Ron began but Hermione cut him off.
"Look, I'm sure it'll go back down in another minute."
They both watched, Hermione didn't care that Ron was staring at her. But she was wrong, her belly speed up a tiny notch, her enlarging stomach would have been quite visible to anyone now.
"What's going on?" Harry said turning towards Hermione and Ron's direction.
"Hermione's swelling up like a balloon."
"What?" Harry asked.
"Oh, Ron don't panic. I'm sure there's a good reason for this."
"For what?" Harry asked.
"Harry my stomach is just getting a little bigger, I'm not worried at all."
"Well, I for one am." Ron spoke up. "I'm wondering why hers is and not anyone else's in this class."
Hermione rested a hand on her stomach, looked down then quickly withdrew it. It had grown enough to pull her sweater and shirt out but none of her skin was actually visible, yet.
The trio looked around at the other students, none of them seemed to have noticed anything or were swelling, all of them were furiously working on their exam. When Ron began to turn towards Malfoy and Parkinson, he could have sworn that out of the corner of his eye he saw the two quickly turn back to their work. Something in the back of Ron's head was telling him something, "Ron?" Hermione said, a little fear in her voice. He turned back to her and got a surprise. The swelling of his friends belly had accelerated, her belly button was now visible because her creeping belly was getting too big for her shirt and sweater and was also pushing her skirt waistband down.
"I, um, I think I will go see the nurse." Hermione muttered, she placed both her hands against the swelling body part and tried to push it back in. That didn't do any good, her hands were being pushed apart and the lowest button of her shirt popped off. She saw that it tried to push itself through the fabric of her sweater but was deflected and fell out onto the floor. 'Uh-oh' she muttered.
Then there was a quick 'hiss' Hermione noticed Ron and Harry's eyes went wider and Ron's cheeks were turning as red as his hair. She looked down and her eyes became wider as well. Her chest had blown up a few cup sizes larger, her new endowment had pulled the collar of her V-sweater lower. Her chest swelled for another two seconds before stopping, but only after blowing off the top two buttons of her dress shirt, her stomach was still growing at a slightly quicker rate. The woman quickly removed her gold and red necktie for fear of it choking her.
Ron's face went redder as he got a peak at Hermione's tight white bra before she stood up and raised her hand.
Snape masterfully whipped the grin off his face and looked at his pupil. "Yes Ms. Granger?" He asked as though he didn't notice that she was swelling.
"Um, Professor. I um-I'm blowing up." She said nervously. Her sweater and shirt were being ridden up by her belly which looked to be many months pregnant now.
"Oh my." Snape said without any hint of sympathy.
"Yes sir." Hermione started to try and pull her sweater and shirt back down over her abdomen.
" I wonder whatever could have caused it?" Snape stated. Malfoy and Parkinson were snickering while several of the fellow Gryffindor showed concern for Hermione's predicament.
"Well, um-sir." Hermione had once again tried pulling her sweater back over her tummy but gave up this time, it was getting too big. "Perhaps-um-perhaps something in the cooling potion had something to do with it." She said quietly while unconsciously adjusting her bra.
"Then you're accusing me of brewing a poor potion, Ms Granger?" Snape said accusingly to the bloating woman.
Hermione flushed redder as she adjusted her tightening skirt. "No, not at all Professor. I just-"
"Or that I may have put something...'special' into your potion as a childish muggle prank?" Snape said, only to two others knowledge, rather truthfully.
"No-no it's just that I think I should see Ms. Pomfrey." Hermione said nervously and noticing her stomach and sides were getting gigantic.
"Ms. Granger, need I remind you that if you fail to take this final exam, you're grade will drop significantly?"
"I-I don't believe that's fair Professor because I'm-"
*RIP!*
"-swelling" And a moment later Hermione let out a gasp. The dark grey skirt of her uniform had torn apart, it was now lying around her ankles. Hermione then yipped out of surprised and jumped to her left out of shock. The Slytherins were laughing out loud now while the Gryffindors were yelling for help or trying to calm Hermione. Ron had gotten a face full of Hermione's half naked body that was clad in white panties. He wasn't sure if his nose was bleeding or not but he could only partially turn his head away to give her some privacy.
"Professor Snape what's happening to me!?" Hermione cried out, placing two hands against her now massive stomach. Her underwear was pushed an inch lower.
"Don't you know, 'know-it-all- Granger?" One Slytherins called out cruelly.
Harry and Ron shot the man a glare.
"Yes Ms. Granger, if you have an idea please tell us." Snape took a seat on his desk and folded his arms.
Hermione nervously pulled her panties up over her stomach, noting that her waistband was already stretched thinly. Her mind whirled for an answer and she wished Snape would let her leave.
*pop!*
*Pop pop!*
More buttons had blown off her shirt from underneath her sweater, she tried to pull it lower but it was all bundling together now underneath her breasts. Her mind suddenly went back to when she was studying before breakfast, back when she was calm, thin, and fully clothed. She thought about the list of potions and she remembered the potion "Aerventilo-Santuro." potion.
Her body was getting rounder and rounder. Her panties were pushed back underneath her stomach, to a spot where they wouldn't be stretched out so much.
She whipped her head around, her hair flowing around her. "The 'Aerventilo-Santuro' potion is what this must be! There are spells that inflate but I would have felt a spell hitting me. The potion fills up the drinker with air, expanding their body and making it harder for them to cast spells."
Hermione's breasts took on another swelling, the collar of her sweater was pulled down low enough that her cleavage was peeking through, her white cups were visible, while the sweater and shirt were partially showing off the lower part of her chest, revealing more of her matching bra. The sweater was so tight that her nipples were outline pretty well.
"Very good." Snape comment. "Now may I ask 'why'?"
"Why what, sir?"
"Why did you put some of the Aerventilo-Santuro potion into my perfectly brewed potion? For attention as usual perhaps?"
"But-but sir this isn't my fault!" Hermione cried, her arms were starting to lift up.
Harry and Ron could feel the anger flaring inside of themselves but they couldn't shout out because Snape wanted them to do just that. They weren't sure on how to help their friend, they just kept watching.
Snape stood up and said. "Actually I just remembered something, the potion can be made not only to put air in one's body but helium instead."
"Wha-what!?" Hermione nearly screamed, scared at the idea of floating up above the class.
Pansy Parkinson then left her seat and crossed the room over to Hermione, before Ron could stop her, Pansy poked Hermione in the stomach.
"Don't do that!" The woman screamed.
"Oh her skin is SO taunt!" Pansy laughed.
Ron was about to intervene when Snape said "Now, now, Ms. Parkinson. Please retake your seat. Besides the potion isn't designed to kill someone, their body will stretch just fine, to whatever amount of potion they drink."
Harry was glaring at Malfoy who was laughing, he glanced back at his bloating friend and noticed her thighs were a bit thicker as well.
"Ooooooh Professor Snape!" She suddenly called out.
Harry looked down at her feet and saw that her heals were leaving the floor. She was flapping her arms franticly. "I-I think I'm going to float!"
Snape glanced at her. "So I see."
Hermione's body was also widening, she kept flapping her arms. "Help!" she yelled out, then the sleeves of her shirt were torn off and slide down her arms onto the floor.
"Ron, Harry, DO SOMETHING!" she threw a look at her two friends.
"Like what?" Ron said flabbergasted.
"Maybe-ugh!" The woman's body widened another inch, then her sweater and shirt were torn apart as well, the pieces joined her sleeves and skirt. Her body was rounding and bloating up, her arms were getting a bit wider as well as her legs which appeared to be pulling in. She was clad only in shoes, socks, and tremendously tight panties and bra.
"Maybe try and keep me to the ground!" She continued angrily.
Ron's debating side took over. "Hey don't blame me for this!" He pointed a finger at her.
Hermione was exasperated. "Blaming you? Who's blaming you!? I just don't want to float up in the air!"
"I heard it in your tone!"
"Ron stop acting like a child and stop me from hitting the ceiling!" Hermione's toes were barely touching the floor.
Harry paused to roll his eyes. 'They're squabbling as though nothing unusual is happening...as usual.
"Eep!" Hermione squeaked as her breasts and body got a brief surge of growth, miraculously her bra and panties held on.
"Ron!" She called out as her body began to float up.
"Ugh." Was all the red haired man could say as Hermione floated up above his head.
"RON!" Hermione called out angrily, her body began to rotate around so that her head was pointing at the floor, her hair falling around her. The Sltherins were laughing really hard now at the bloated upside down, nearly naked Hermione.
The woman wasn't done expanding yet, her breasts slowly started inflating again. She bit her lip 'Oooh! This bra is getting so tight on me!' she thought back to how comfortable it was less than an hour ago.
"For goodness sakes Ron please help me down!" She said to her friend, her body bobbled down with her dark eyes nearly falling right in front of his.
"Why do you want me to do it?" His cheeks were red. "Why not Harry?"
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Because-" she began, but then her chest grew a smidgeon bigger and the bra was at it's limits. She gritted her teeth "Because-" she began a second time but then there was a snap and her bra went flying off her. The ruined underwear landed on Ron's head, he quickly shook his head so it fell off, joining the rest of her attire.
"Down to just her knickers now!" Hermione heard Malfoy call out. Her face became redder at the fact that all she had left were her panties and those were getting tighter. She began to kick her feet so she wasn't upside down anymore, her body began to readjust itself.
"Ron! I want you to pull me down because you're the tallest!" She screamed, her body was now floating horizontally in the air, with her head facing the back of the class room and her feet pointing at Malfoy, giving him a good look at her nearly naked body. She shook her head irritably to get her hair out of her face. She kept kicking her legs but felt it getting harder to do and concluded that her thighs were getting absorbed into her body as well. The same for her arms, all that remained of them were her forearms and hands, her calves were thickening too pushing her socks down.
"Ronald please!" She whispered, her shimmering panties slid down even lower. Harry noticed a hole was growing in them around her lower side, her skin was forcing it's way through. 'Not much longer' he thought uncomfortably.
Hermione's head was nearly pointing at the ceiling when everyone could hear a slow ripping sound.
"ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNN!!!" She screamed out as her poor panties finally took too much and were torn apart in several places, they joined the shirts, bra, and skirt. The Slytherins were doubling over with laughter now. Hermione's whole body was red with embarrassment and anger.
"Thank you Ron! I'm now naked are you happy!?"
Ron wasn't quite sure what to say to the naked floating woman that looked at him.
"I love you." he whispered.
No one but Hermione had heard it. "What?" she whispered, her voice was a bit muffled because her breasts were in front of her mouth.
"I said I love you."
Hermione's eyes widened, "Oh Ron-" she started to say when the door slammed open and Professor McGonagall stepped in with Neville Longbottom, who was considered a chicken by his fellow Gryffindors, had bravely left class to bring help. McGonagall was a stern teacher with her hair tied back in a bun and had spectacles. Her nostrils were flared with anger she was one not to cross.
"I'm glad there's someone here with enough sense to leave class and bring help! I am very ashamed at you Slytherins! For laughing at this poor woman and not helping her!"
McGonagall held up her wand and pointed it at Hermione, a second later she gently landed on the ground.
"You'll have to see Madam Pomfrey. Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley would you two be so kind as to roll your friend over to the nurse? I'll speak to Professor Snape here about letting you three re-take the final exam. In the meantime I'll have a talk about responsibility with everyone here."
Harry and Ron began to push her bloated friend, they rolled her through the room and amazingly the doorway widened up to allow all three to pass through with no trouble. By the time they rolled her up the stairs and out of the dungeons they began to talk.
Ron spoke up. "It had to have been Malfoy and Parkinson! They were laughing about something and I'm sure Snape let them do it!"
Hermione was smiling the whole time, she finally snapped out of it and looked up. "Hmmm? Oh yes, I wouldn't be surprised at all....Ronny." She said teasingly.
"What?" Harry said, confused by Hermione's flirting nature.
"Oh nothing, Harry." She smiled.
Ron was trying to roll Hermione without touching her large breasts but each time he did she'd giggle happily.
"So what do we do?" Harry asked.
"Pay back." Ron said.
Hermione thought about it, though Malfoy and Parkinson had helped get Ron to notice her, she couldn't let them get away with it. "Yes I say we teach them a lesson. And I think your brothers Fred and George can help with that Ron."
Fred and George were well renowned for being the ultimate pranksters, they were currently running a popular joke shop.
Ron grinned. "I'll send them an owl and explain the situation."
The end.