Hermione Balloon

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.

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Red Balloon, The

"This is annoying." Ginny said while crossing her legs furiously.

"Weren't they suppose to get here like an hour ago?" Harry asked.

"Yes." Said Ron.

"How very typical of them to be late." Hermione muttered.

The four young wizards and witches were sitting at a picnic table. Harry and Hermione were visiting Ron and Ginny's house, nick-named 'The Burrow'. It was an old four floored tall house that was only being held up by magic. It had been the home to every child of Arthur and Molly Weasely...all seven of them. Ron and Ginny were the youngest and still lived there but the five other sons had moved out.

Hermione continued, "I want to get this business done and over with. If they arrive in the middle of dinner then I'd have to wait until they were done."

She had her hand laying against the the table. Ron reached over and took it. "Don't worry. They're geniuses and will make the wait well worth it." He began to gently rub her hand. Hermione returned the gesture with a smile.

Harry looked at his two best friends and again he felt relieve. They were becoming closer and he could tell that Hermione had wanted to get his attention 'that way'. But he did not try to help or hinder her. What he was afraid of was that the two would begin to give each other 'cute' names and start kissing and nuzzling every chance they could.Fortunately he was wrong. In a nutshell the two were acting very 'cool'. As thought nothing was different between the two. He knew they kissed and hugged but they were maintaining they're friendship...and of course still squabbled over nearly everything. How Ron and Hermione had gotten together was a long odd story.

It was the finals week for Hogwarts, the school of witchcraft and wizardy. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were beginning to take their final exam for potions. Hermione took a potion that had a few drops from another that made the drinker bloat up in a huge, in Hermione's case, balloon woman. The people behind the plan was Harry's arch-enemy Draco Malfoy along with Pansy Parkinson. They were sure that Professor Snape had a hand in allowing the deed to be fulfilled.

From only a few drops Hermione had blown up and tore out of her school uniform. But Professor McGonagall showed up and was able to get Hermione so that she wouldn't float anymore. Thus Ron and Harry began to roll their friend to the school nurse and all three decided that Malfoy and Parkinson had to get pay back. And they agreed that Ron's older brothers, Fred and George, were the one's to do it for they were the masters of pranks.

But that's not quite the end of the story. Once Madam Pomfrey saw the condition that Hermione was in she left and asked Harry to come with her for some supplies. Ten minutes later they returned to find Ron Weasely and Hermione Granger kissing. When the nurse shouted Ron quickly pulled back and both Hermione and Ron blushed to a very bright crimson. It took a day for all of the air to leave Hermione's body. It required several spells and a few potions but she was back to her original thin body within twenty four hours. The nurse promptly gave her new clothes and it was arranged that the three students would be allowed to take all of the finals they had missed, to Professor's Snape's annoyance.

Ever since Hermione was a balloon woman she and Ron have officially been a couple. The news spread quickly, just as quickly as when he began dating Ginny Weasely. Other students approached him with questions for confirmation. That wasn't surprising since he was very close friends to both of them. When Harry confirmed it with Ginny she squealed and ran off to hug Hermione.

Harry grinned at that memory. Then felt Ginny's foot rubbing against his shin and his grin broadened.

Ginny began to rise from her chair. "Harry could you walk with me for a bit before dinner?"

"Of course." He stood up, took her hand, and walked with her. Leaving Hermione and Ron alone for a while. The normally squabbling couple spoke for a little longer. Ron complimented Hermione on her blouse and skirt before they starting to kiss again, both hoping that dinner would not be ready for a little while longer.

Harry and Ginny walked through the woods for several minutes. Stepping over the large broken branches and crushing the smaller ones. Out in the woods Harry remarked how much Ginny had grown up and noticed her beauty. The first time they had met she was extremely shy and avoided him every chance she could. He was a year older than her so she started to attend Hogwarts when it was his second year. Again she was so shy around him that she could not even speak. It's a long story but he even saved her life near the end of his second school year. The school years went on and they aged together. Ginny started to mature and come out of her shell while Harry overlooked her and went for Cho Chang. It wasn't until his sixth year that he finally realized that he liked Ginny. It was Ginny that always stood by him. Ginny that supported him whenever something did not go his way. It was Ginny he finally figured out he liked...and she was Ron's little sister too.

Ginny had just turned eighteen but still had one more year to go to Hogwarts thus separating the two for a whole year.

"I'll miss you." Ginny said while skipping a stone into a small pond. They had stopped there and begun to play.

"I'll miss you too, Ginny. I'll wait for you." Harry said and attempted to skip a stone but it didn't even make one.

"I know you will." She succeeded at skipping another stone.

For a few more minutes they played. Harry would throw glance to his girlfriend and again remarked she always looked so natural out in nature. She was rather tall for a girl, a Weasley characteristic. Her bright red hair was flowing freely and was cut a little shorter than Hermione's. Since Ginny had grown up in a house hold that had a lot of male influence. All on her own she discovered Quidditch and developed some muscles on her body a good thing for being a beater. A favorite pass time for the two was play Quidditch of course Harry went easy on her even when she told him not too. Usually she would re-double and surprised him proving that he should not have held back.

Harry watched Ginny as she bent over the water side. Though she played sports she was still quite feminine. Her body angled a graceful arc as she reached down and pulled a rock out of the water. The image made him think of a water nymph and he smiled.

"What?" She asked grinning back, her freckles shifting.

"Nothing." and he tried to skip another stone but failed.

Even though the Burrow and the area around it had a few harmless defenses against Muggles they still had to wear muggle clothing to blend in. Ginny was wearing jeans, a black and white striped t-shirt, jacket, and sneakers.

Ginny started to giggle quietly.

"What are you laughing at?"

She smiled. "First you have to tell me what you were laughing at."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"All right when you were bending over the water...I thought..."

"Uh-huh?" She moved closer to him.

"You made me think that you were some kind of water nymph."

She covered her mouth and her eyes widened. "OH HARRY! That's so rude!"

"Ginny what's wrong with that!?" He started towards her but she laughed.

"Thanks." She said and put her hands behind her back and gently rotated her body back and forth by twenty five degree angles.

"Now it's your turn."

She stopped her 'spinning.' "Oh."

"What?" Harry pushed up his glasses.

"Well. Yours was so nice it makes my thought seem really stupid."

"Come on. Tell me what you were laughing at."

Ginny bit her lip and looked down. "You know how Hermione became a huge balloon woman? I didn't see her but I heard."

"Uh-huh."

"I-laughed at the idea of me becoming one."

Harry didn't say anything.

Ginny continued. "I kind of want to become one for a little bit, just like Hermy did. But I'm afraid you'd think I'd look ugly."

Harry was about to tell her something when Ms. Weasely's voice, amplified a hundred fold by her magic wand. "RON, GINNY, HARRY, HERMIONE! I'VE BEEN CALLING YOU LOT FOR THE LAST TEN MINUTES! DINNER'S READY!"

Harry glanced at Ginny then back at the way they came. "I uh. Guess we should get going."

Ginny nodded, she looked said as they quickly ran back towards the house. They caught up with Hermione and Ron and together they went to Mrs. Weasley a short plump woman that could be very stern when need be but was usually very sweet. Though she was the one that married into the Weasley family she fit the part of one with bright red hair. Though her children and guests were late for dinner she instantly brightened whenever she saw that Ginny was dating that 'nice Harry Potter boy' and her son Ron was dating that 'very intelligent Hermione Granger'.

"Come in come in you four! Mr. Weasley should be home soon and as usual the twins are late. Percy sent an owl saying he will be arriving a few days late."

Harry and Hermione were staying the summer for Bill's, the Weasley's oldest son, wedding. All of them were to eventually gather together at the Burrow for it. Fred and George were visiting for a while before heading back to their prank shop business but would return in time for the wedding.

Mrs. Weasley shooed the four youths into the dinning room where they were meet with a surprise. Fred and George were already sitting at the dinning room table placing food onto their plates. For several seconds no one said anything until Molly Weasley stepped forward.

"Boys!? When on earth did you two get here? I didn't see you arrive on your brooms or the night bus."

The twins said nothing, they didn't even look at her, causing Ginny to giggle. Molly's' eyes glanced over to the special clock. It had the names of all of the family members on it and instead of telling the time it told where and if the member was in danger or not. Right now it said that the twins were indeed home.

She stepped forward. "You two had better have washed your hands. I've heard what you make your prank toys out of and they're disgusting."

Still the twins ignored her.

Ron cupped his hands over his mouth and shouted "HULLO FRED AND GEORGE ARE YOU DEAF AND BLIND NOW!!!???"

Unfortunately he did that right next to Hermione's ear and she scolded him for that.

Molly was beginning to get frustrated. "Boys would you please look at me when I talk to you!?"

Still they ignored her.

"That's it!" She marched over to the closer twin, Fred, placed a hand onto his shoulder and-

*KA-WOOOOOZZZEE!*

Fred exploded soon followed by George. Paper wrapping and rubber snakes went flying into the air and around them the sound of a whistle blowing went off. Molly shrieked and jumped back and the four youths jumped back as well. A second later laughter joined the paper and rubber snakes as Fred and George came from another room.

"BOYS!!!" Molly shouted and clenched her fists. Harry and his friends were trying not to join in the laughing. The paper and rubber snakes stopped flying into the air, revealing that in the twins seats apiece were small black boxs.

Fred held one up. "Introducing: Fred and George's Incredible Mimicable Trick Black Box!"

George cut in. "We're trying to think of something better but we like the word 'Mimicable.'"

"You're saying it wrong. It's Mimic-ABLE." Hermione corrected.

Fred grinned. "Nice to see you again, Hermione."

George continued the sales pitch. "With one of these you can make an illusion of someone around the box. It ,the image I mean, even moves around though we're trying to make it that they can talk also."

Fred jumped back in. "The moment you touch the image ,or mimic, the box explodes showering the lucky victims with paper and rubber snakes."

George nodded vigorously. "Though we wanted to put frog livers in there too we decided to be nice just this once."

Molly waved her magic wand and made all of the paper and snakes disappear, some had even fallen into the food. "Well just this once I'm not going to be nice! You two will have to go out and find your own dinner!"

That certainly made the grins disappear from the twins faces.

"No mum please!"

"You've made our favorites!"

"We love your baked chicken!"

"And mashed potatoes!"

"You're harsh!"

"You're too cruel!"

Molly pointed to the door. "OUT! You can come back when you decide to behave like good and ordinary wizards should at your age. Be more like Percy! "

"You mean dull and bookish Perfect Percy?" Muttered Fred.

"OUT!"

There was no arguing with their mother the twins were defeated and walked back outside.

Molly turned to her two children and their friends. "Well Arthur won't mind if we start without him, and I know the twins will. Help yourself!"

Hermione cast annoying look at the retreating twins, wishing that she didn't have to wait till after dinner to speak with them. None the less she was hungry and joined her friends to dine.

"What a bird's nest." A black haired woman said.

"What do you expect from muggles and mud-blood lovers like the Weasley's?" A pale blonde haired man said.

The two were on one of the surrounding hills behind the Burrow. Nobody inside the Burrow ,or outside of it, knew that Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson were near it. Pansy sat up and brushed a twig out of her night black hair.

"This place is horrible." She muttered. "Why are we here? I was hoping you would take me to a nice place."

Malfoy sniggered. "Trust me this will be wonderful." He reached into the pocket of his robes and pulled out his wand. "Remember how much fun we had blowing up Granger?"

Pansy smiled and nodded.

"I wanted to inflate the Weasley girl also but I never got the chance to. Then I wasn't sure how I could give her a tainted potion outside of school. So I asked Professor Snape to teach me a special spell."

"Which is?"

"The Inflatus spell. I just hope the stupid girl doesn't call for help too soon before her brothers come and spoil our fun."

Pansy played with her hair. "But she might know that she was hit by a spell."

"A risk I'm willing to take. Besides we can quickly escape." Malfoy was referring to Aparating away. In muggle terms:teleporting. Then he added. "Remember what I told you to bring just in case right?"

Pansy nodded. "Yes I know.I brought mine and stashed it nearby."

"Good."

Together they waited and watched the back door of the Burrow while Harry and his friends ate dinner, eventually joined by Mr. Weasley.

Harry and Ginny were the first to finish. Together they rose.

"May we be excused mother?" Ginny asked while removing her jacket and putting it on her seat.

Molly smiled. "Of course you two. Be good now."

Hermione stopped talking to Ron and said. "Harry, Ginny I hope you won't be out long. I really wanted to catch up with Fred and George."

They knew what Hermione really meant but Mrs. Weasley did not.

"We will, Hermy." Ginny said then added. "But I just LOVE balloons don't you?"

Hermione went a little red in the face and looked down at her plate. None the less she was able to smile. Harry and Ginny went out through the back door. Not wanting to catch up to Fred and George just yet.

Malfoy looked up excitedly. "We're in luck!"

Pansy joined him. "Oh no. Potter's with her! It's no good!"

Malfoy smiled again. "Maybe not, in fact that might make things better. It's worth a try either way." He switched his wand to his other hand. "I'll wait until they go a bit further away from the house. Then the fun will begin."

Harry and Ginny strolled together silently away from the house. They held hands and went around a thicket of trees. Making it harder for anyone inside the house to see them. It was times like this that Ginny could not believe she was dating Harry Potter, the boy who lived. She had been so shy when they first met that she avoided him. To her, at least then, he was an invincible god. But as time went on she matured and got to know him, that he was mortal. He felt pain, happiness, sorrow, bravery, fear, and made mistakes.

He was human.

But none the less he was Harry Potter her boyfriend! But most importantly he was a nice guy, unlike Draco Malfoy and the like.

"Think we're far away enough?" Harry asked turning to glance at the house.

"Definitely."

"What if Fred and George come around this way?"

"I'll hit them with my infamous Bat-Boogy spell."

"You would. I believe it."

He put an arm around her and moved in closer to her face. Their eyes were closed.

Perfect timing! Malfoy thought evilly. He aimed his wand and thought the spell 'Inflatus!'

The two graduated Slytherins watched in anticipation.

Their lips were about to touch when Ginny quickly pulled back and exclaimed "Oh!"

Harry was a bit startled. "What?"

Ginny put a hand to her stomach and kept it there. "I don't know. I felt really weird for a second. Then it was gone and now I feel full."

"We just ate dinner."

"I didn't stuff myself."

"Unlike Ron." Harry laughed but Ginny didn't seem to hear. Harry stroked one of her long red strands. "Don't worry about it."

But Ginny did not listen. "It can't be that time." She murmured. Then she felt her stomach grow by the slightest bit larger. Ginny quickly looked at her stomach then back to Harry.

"What?" He asked.

"Did you see that?"

"See what?"

"For a second I thought my stomach became bigger."

For a moment Harry though back to Hermione's distress of becoming a balloon woman. He quickly waved the thought away.

"You're just imagining it." He laughed.

"I am not." Ginny said while she felt her stomach become a little larger.

"It happened again."

"You're being silly." Harry genuinely believed that. How could Ginny turn into a balloon woman? Mrs. Weasely would not have put some of the inflate potion into Ginny's food, even by accident.

"No it's not!" Ginny said loudly then quickly took Harry's hand.

"What are you?"

"Come here!"

She put his hand so that it was resting against her belly. It felt a little round but he still figured it was because she had just eaten. He was beginning to think that it felt nice having his hand there when he too felt his fingers spread apart slightly.

"That's you breathing." He said.

"No I'm not! I was holding my breath!"

While she said that Harry again felt his fingers spread apart slightly.

"What the?" He took his hand away.

They looked at her stomach together. It grew bigger then a little more, then a little more. In a minute Ginny didn't look thin any longer but a little chubby now.

"Harry." She whispered.

"What?"

"I think I'm blowing up like Hermione."

"But how?"

"I really don't know."

They watched as it grew big enough to slightly ride up Ginny's t-shirt. She quickly tugged it back down in her jeans but a second later it was pulled out. It pushed out again revealing more of her skin. It was odd but Harry fought off an urge to start rubbing Ginny's new belly. He did not realize that Ginny was secretly hoping he would. In the back of her mind she did, right now she was concerned with why she was blowing up.

She felt an odd feeling growing inside of her and began to speak. "Harry I think my-

*BWOOFF!*

Ginny's hands shot up to her suddenly enlarged breasts. They had gone from a 32B to a 32 C A few of the wrinkles in her t-shirt was smoothed out by her new size.

"-Chest.." She started to finish but trailed off as she and Harry gazed at her new breast size. Her tummy kept rounding out and soon her shirt was pulled up high enough to reveal her belly button. Just like Hermione did, Ginny tried to pull her shirt lower but gave up when her stomach became too big.

"This is too weird." She said calmly and brushed her hair back.

"Does it hurt at all?" Harry asked his face suddenly full of concern.

Ginny smiled. "I think I'd be screaming if it did. Actually it feels-" There was a quick hiss then another *bwoof!* as Ginny's chest went a cup size bigger. Ginny bit her lip and closed her eyes. "Mmmm, really good." She whispered to Harry's surprise.

Her stomach continued to round out and Harry watched it with enjoyment. Ginny was too. She savored the feeling with closed eyes. It was becoming wonderful and she bunched her fist up into one of her thighs. She opened her eyes and noticed something was different. Glancing down Ginny realized her thighs were filling up as well. Harry followed her gaze and was surprised.

"You really are filling up." Was all he could say.

"Just like Hermy." She said happily. They looked back into each others eyes but she did not look so happy anymore. "Are you okay with this? You didn't answer me before. When I asked you earlier about becoming a balloon woman. Do I look ugly?"

Again he did not respond. This time he was too busy glancing back and forth between Ginny's face and her inflating stomach and thighs. Her jeans were smoothing out due to her growing thighs. After several seconds Ginny's lip began to tremble.

"Fine! You think I'm ugly don't you!?"

Harry's eyes fell back to hers. "What?"

Before Ginny could respond there was another 'bwoomf!' Ginny reached back and felt her butt. It was bigger! Then she continued.

"You think I'm ugly. I didn't plan for this! I'm going to ask mum and dad for help!" Ginny started to quickly waddle back towards the Burrow. Harry admired her growing butt that was pressed tightly against the seat of her jeans. Ginny's thighs scraped together and her sides were filling with air. The striped t-shirt was partially covering her distended belly now so Harry could see some of her back.

"Wait!" He finally shouted and dash past Ginny, stopping right in front of her. Ginny stopped and looked at her boyfriend, her eyes were a bit damp.

"I-I really like, Ginny."

"You're just being nice."

"I do!"

Harry reached out and placed a hand against her stomach. He moved his hand in a slow circular rubbing motion. Ginny didn't say anything but she sighed and made a cooing noise. Her body kept inflating.

Harry began to speak again. "I like this look. And if you go back inside then that'll spoil it. We wouldn't be alone together. And I want to see how big you get. Hopefully as big as Hermione."

Ginny 's expression went from comforting to shining. "Oh Harry." She said and stepped forward. Then she groaned and her hands went to her stomach.

"What is it?" Harry asked.

"This belt!" She whispered.

Ginny's body was taking on a highly exaggerated hour glass shape thanks to her black belt. It started to groan and squeak as her torso grew around it. Forcing her stomach to remain scrunch-ed up. Harry's hands flew forward and he began to scramble to unbuckle it. He could not and jumped back.

Ginny's bit her lip again. "Use your wand." She whispered urgently.

The belt groaned out again, her torso kept going and going. Harry felt his pockets but could not find it. He remembered it was up in his room.

"I don't have it. Where's yours?"

"...up in my room." She said.

Ginny's chest jumped again stretching her collar further. This time Harry could see some of the flesh of her breasts coming out of her collar. The woman's jeans were tight and outlined all of her body, including her panty lines. The belt's groaning became louder and-

"Harry I think it's going to-" Ginny start to say but was cut off by a loud bang. Her belt blew apart and her stomach sprang out free at long last! The suddenly size change also blew the button off her jeans and forced the zipper down. Her stomach was so large now that her shirt had been driven above it. Sunlight gleamed off her taunt belly while the top of Ginny's breasts were pushing out of her over-stretched collar. Harry looked at her lower body. Her jeans were being greatly strained now and in a few places the streams were pulled apart, forcing more of her flesh through. The jeans were slightly forced down themselves but would go no lower. Harry got a peak at Ginny's bright red panties and felt his ears turn pink.

Ginny let out a long sigh of relief. Her smile returned and she went back to watching her body grow and grow. There was a loud rip behind Ginny. Harry moved around her to inspect. Her butt had become too big and back of her jeans had split open revealing more of her underwear. Even the sides of the jeans were splitting apart. The shirt was becoming far too small for her breasts, it was more like a sports bra. Ginny's nipples were outlined even though there were two layers of fabric covering them.

Rounder and rounder she became. Ginny's arms were forced outwards and became nearly useless. Her breasts took yet another surge and her t-shirt was torn apart even further, a second later it fell off showing Ginny's huge breasts stuffed into her matching red bra. She pretty much had no waist now with her gigantically distended body.

"Oh wow." Ginny muttered, her head was slightly pulled in and so were her arms.

"Yeah you're big alright." Harry laughed and his girlfriend joined in. They both stopped when the sound of another thing ripping cut through the air. The jeans had finally taken too much and broke apart in many places. They slide down her filled legs but stopped. Her panties tightly clung to her sex , thighs, and buttocks.

"Harry...could you?" She asked blushing a little.

"Uh-sure." Harry said and helped pull the ruined jeans, and at the same time socks and sneakers, off Ginny.

"Much better." And she laughed.

Ginny waddled to the closest tree and leaned against it to stay standing. It appeared to the two that she wasn't done filling just yet. Harry playfully poked Ginny in the stomach.

"Aw come on." She said smiling.

"Sorry but it's so tempting."

"I didn't say you had to stop."

"Fine then." He poked her again and suddenly her breasts once again grew bigger. There was another bang and Ginny's bra flew off her balloon form. It sailed away off in the woods. Harry could not help but oogle at Ginny's uncovered chests.

"Oh la la? As 'Phlegm' would say?" Ginny asked quietly.

"Oh la la." Harry replied still stunned.

Ginny's torso was now completely round. She had short but stubby legs and arms poking out of it and huge breasts. Her head was slightly pulled in, her hair falling around what would have been shoulders like a beautiful red river. Now clad only in tight red over-stretched panties Harry Potter still thought Ginny Weasley looked like a goddess in his eyes.

"Wow." He said and together they assumed she was finished inflating.

Then her whole body did one tiny little surge and Ginny's cheeks filled up. Her eyes widened and she cried out in shock. But when they realized what had happened they laughed some more. Neither felt guilty since they had no idea how this incident occurred. He had no thoughts of Hermione, Malfoy, or Pansy. Just Ginny Weasley.

Ginny thought: Oh my god I'm practically naked with Harry Potter! And laughed at the absurdity.

Suddenly Harry went forward and tightly wrapped his arms around Ginny's belly the best he could and hugged it.

Ginny gasped and after a second she whispered huskily. "Oh Harry." She wanted to hug him back but could not since she was now taller than he plus her arms were plump and partially pulled in. Her body began to shake and they wondered what it was. Harry pulled back and heard a squeaking noise.

"What's that?" Harry asked.

Ginny's eyes slitted as she felt her panties slowly slide up one of her butt cheeks, then the other just as slowly. When her underwear was finished adjusting she smiled and thought I've been meaning to try thongs for a while.

Harry came forward suddenly and smothered his face into Ginny's stomach. She moaned.

"They like it!" Malfoy nearly shouted.

Pansy slowly rubbed her stomach. "Malfy. You don't suppose you could-"

"I always knew that Potter boy was a freak!" Malfoy sneered. He did not see Pansy quickly take her hand away from her flat stomach. He turned to his girlfriend and said in a calmer voice. "What were you saying?"

"Nothing." Then she frowned. "I can't believe Potter likes seeing his girl like that. He is a freak. I'd be so embarrassed if that were to happen to me!"

They watched in disgust, Malfoy's real, Pansy's somewhat fake, as Harry gently moved Ginny so that she was on her back. He then kissed her slowly and rubbed her stomach some more.

"We have to spoil their fun!" Pansy finally said.

It took a second for Draco to take his eyes away. "What?"

"We have to spoil their fun!"

He blinked then looked at her. "Right right! Of course. And I just know how! Professor Snape taught me a second spell. Just watch!"

Again Malfoy pointed his wand at Ginny and mentally casted it. Then he quickly started to crawl back the way the two came, down the hill. "Come on." Malfoy said and Pansy crawled with him.

Harry was happily kissing his girlfriend. He sometimes brushed his cheeks against her full ones, causing her to emit a 'mmm.' Then Ginny suddenly pulled her head back.

"Oh!" She cried out.

"What?"

"I feel weird."

"You're a pretty balloon girl. I think you're suppose to."

"I mean weirder."

"Hmmm."

Harry had his right hand pushing against the flesh close to Ginny's head. His other hand was against her stomach and very close one of her breasts. He moved his right so that it joined his left then stepped to the side so that he was next to the lower portion of her body. He wondered if he was going too far while he slide a thumb beneath the waistband of her panties.

"Maybe I should get these off you." He muttered.

Some of Ginny's senses came back after she had the 'weird' feeling."Harry, I don't think we should. We're still quite close to the house. What if my parents saw us like that?"

"It would look like you lost them with the rest of your clothes."

"I really don't think so.

"Are you sure?" He gave a light tug.

"Positive."

"Okay." He sounded disappointed.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it. You're right."

He pulled her one scrap of clothing back up and then a very familiar voice said. "We're really glad you didn't Potter!"

Harry's head shot up to see Draco and Pansy walking towards them from out of the woods.

Pansy then said. "Yeah we had an early dinner."

Harry's face was turning red. Ginny's was too but so was her entire body. She could see that her two enemies had their wands. And though she nor Harry did she felt even more helpless as a giant balloon.

Oh this is so bad! And this is so embarrassing! Ginny thought while kicking her legs.

"Did you do this to her?" Harry said through gritted teeth. His hands had balled up into fists but he still kept them on Ginny's body.

Malfoy smirked. "I did. And you should thank me since we saw the way you were snogging her."

Ginny stopped kicking her legs and took on a dignified appearance. "What are you doing on our property, Malfoy? We would appreciate if you two would leave."

"We'd like nothing more. But I came here to have a duel with Harry Potter. If you don't have your wand you can go get it."

Pansy moved with a seductive swagger and went next to Ginny. "That's right. Leave so we can be alone with this pretty balloon for a few minutes. We'd take good care of her." She rubbed some skin that was dangerously close to Ginny's right breast.

Harry lashed out with one of his hands but Pansy jumped back and shrieked with laughter. Malfoy joined in.

Ginny could see that Harry was twisted. He wanted to fight Malfoy but did not want to leave his love alone.

She spoke, "Harry go get your wand. I'll be fine, just blast Malfoy back to the last Quidditch world tournament."

He looked into her eyes. "Are you sure?"

He caught the twinkle and knew what she wanted him to do. "Yes and BRING mine." Ginny said.

"All right."

Harry had taken his hands off Ginny, turned around, took three steps when he heard at the same time: 1) Ginny shouting for him. 2) Their two enemies laughing all over again.

"HARRY!" Ginny cried out.

Harry spun back around to see Ginny five feet in the air.

"I'm floating!" And she rose higher.

Harry's heroic instincts took over and he jumped. He jus barely caught Ginny's left foot and pulled her down. But she was being pulled back so strongly that he had to hold on to her with both hands and his arms were forced up.

She wasn't like this before. Harry thought his mind a blur.

Malfoy chuckled. "I guess it's true about Gryffindors. Brave but very brash. Nothing like us cunning Slytherins."

Harry understood what Malfoy meant. Holding Ginny like this he was wide open.

"Harry." Ginny moaned.

Harry looked up and noticed how close he was to her barely covered sex and had an odd feeling. He snapped out of it and would have slapped at himself for thinking about that at a time like this.

Pansy sniggered. "Really Ms, Weasley a thong's a bit tacky for you. Besides I thought you were a good girl like Granger."

Malfoy laughed again and pointed his wand at Harry. "Now Potter. I think we should perform as many hexes,spells, and curses on you as we can. Just hang on tightly to your fat girlfriend there."

Ginny desperately tried to look down but her body was too big. Her cheeks and full shoulders would only permit her to turn her head a little.

But Malfoy could not help but gloat and he lowered his wand. "It was pretty brilliant of me to first fill her with air then change it to helium! Those two spells are just as good as an Aerventilo-Santuro potion!"

Harry and Ginny felt anger flare from within.

"I had a feeling that was you two!" Harry shouted.

Pansy bowed. "Yes it was I who put that in that ugly Granger's potion!"

Ginny kicked her free leg. "How dare you!"

"Stop wiggling fatso! You might pull yourself free and float up into space!"

"I don't care! Let me go Harry so you can pay them back!"

Malfoy aimed again. "Who said I was going to let you get your wand Potter? How about a stunning spell first!? That should help you hang onto your girl!"

Harry was going to try to jump to the side. It was the one thing he thought he could do but none the less it seemed impossible. He could not squat down and pull Ginny with him.

Malfoy practically had the spell thought out when a voice said.

"You two are acting exactly like the villains in a bad serial!"

All of them turned in the direction that the voice came from. To Harry and Ginny's relief they saw Fred Weasley standing near some bushes with his wand pointed at the two Slytherins.

"I'll even it up a bit!" Fred said but then Malfoy's wand flicked a spell. Fred did not even seem to flinch as the spell flew towards him and to everyone's horror Fred Weasley exploded-

-into a shower of paper, rubber snakes and loud whistling.

"What in the name of-" Malfoy began to say when the real Fred Weasley jumped from behind the nearby bushes.

"Got you!" He shouted and fired a disarming spell. To Pansy's dismay her wand went flying past Harry and Ginny and into the thicket of trees that hide all of them from the Burrow.

Harry wished he had reached out with one hand and caught the wand but his attention turned back to the fight. Malfoy counter attacked with another stunning spell and this time he hit Fred. The red haired man fell back and a hand went to his chest.

Pansy was deciding whether she should help Draco or go after her wand. She looked back and forth while Malfoy lowered his own.

Harry thought he heard a storm of twigs snapping behind him. Then a voice insanely similar to Fred's shouted. "Ginny catch!"

George bounded out of the thicket and ran past Ginny and Harry. He threw Pansy's wand up towards his sister. At the same time Draco was turning towards George and Fred was recovering.

Ginny caught the wand and pointed it at Pansy and loudly shouted with all of her anger "Stupefy!" Ginny was always excellent with her defense spells. This one shoved Pansy back with enough force to cause her to hit a tree. She landed on her butt with the wind knocked out of her.

Malfoy shouted out. "How dare you!" And raised his wand towards Ginny.

Before Harry, or either of the twins could react Hermione Granger bounded out of the thicket of trees as well. Her wand was pointed at Draco and she screamed "Petrificus Totalus!"

The spell struck Malfoy. His arms fell to his sides and his legs straightened. He looked like a soldier at attention but then Draco lost his balance and fell onto his back.

Fred quickly got up while Ron, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley rushed out of the thicket.

Hermione turned to look at her inflated friend. She looked upset and muttered. "Oh Ginny."

Harry clung onto his girlfriend while all of their friends and relatives rushed around them in a panic. The Weasley parents were trying to remember a deflating spell while George jumped up and grabbed Ginny's other foot and began to pull her back down. No one thought to pay attention to the two Slytherins.

Malfoy was just barely able to get his wand at the right angle and thought Deflatus!

Just when half a dozen hands were going to pull Ginny back down did she get struck by another spell. Suddenly helium began to fly out of her and she was torn out of George and Harry's hands.

"Ginny!" Harry cried out.

The balloon girl was up in the sky. Helium escaped from her body. Though it wasn't actually flying out of any of her orifices, but in fact emitting from her skin, Ginny kept changing directions. Red zig-zags, insane curves, and spirals filled the blue sky. Ginny was screaming at the top of her lungs. Something flew from her and landed near Pansy. Her wand!

While Harry and the Weasley family were scrambling to follow the deflating Ginny. Pansy jumped forward and grabbed her wand.

First she pointed it at Malfoy and de-spelled him. Now free Malfoy and Pansy tried to apperate away. They tried several times but could not.

Damn these impoverished idiots! They've but an anti-apperate charm around their whole property! I had a feeling they did! Malfoy thought viciously. But he had planned ahead for this. Together they pointed their wands away from the chaos and thought Accio broom stick!

From eighty feet away their fancy hand crafted broomsticks heard their owners command and l flew from their stashing place. Ten seconds later they flew into their masters hands. They mounted their broomsticks and sped off. Once they were off the Weasley property they apperated away.

While the Slytherins made their escape Ginny continued to lose helium. Her body started to shrink and regain it's original thin look. Her bright red hair whipped around her face and out of reflex grabbed onto the waistband of her panties with a plump arm. She pulled them up over her very chubby belly. Below her, her family and friends were either running around or apperating. The could not catch her with a spell since she was moving too violently. Suddenly she flew straight up, curved and started to fly straight towards the ground, the whole time screaming and loosing helium.

Ron quickly calculated where his sister would land. He dashed forward while watching her fall like a red comet. He shot out his wand just as Ginny was nearing the ground. The spell formed right beneath her and Ginny slowed then steadily stopped a few feet from from the ground. She looked like she was lying on her stomach. All of the helium was out of her now, once again she was thin.

Everyone else began to catch up.

"Ginny are you okay!?" Harry nearly shouted.

"Yeah-yeah I'm fine. Thanks brother." Ginny began to edge around the invisible pillow like cloud that Ron had formed. It was actually a spell that Fred and George had worked on. The point was to make it look like a person was able levitate and trick people.

Thanks guys. Ron thought and sincerely meant it.

Hermione caught up with Harry, Ron and Ginny. She patted Ron on the shoulder without stopping her run. Quickly she grabbed Ginny into an embrace.

"I was so scared for you!" Hermione held back a sob.

Ginny hugged her back with one arm. "Don't worry Hermione. I'm fine. I'm not even in any pain. Unless you hug me any tighter."

Hermione got the message and she stepped back while quickly wiping at her eyes. Harry glanced back and saw Ginny's parents and twin brothers approaching by foot.

Harry turned back to Ginny. "So you're sure you're all...right..." Harry trailed off.

"Yes. Harry I'm fine."

Harry was a bit speechless for he was looking at his girlfriend, who was nearly naked, for the first time. Wow was an understatement.

Ginny turned a little red. "Stop looking at me like that Harry." Ginny let go of something to use both hands to straighten her hair back. She heard and felt something drop around her feet. Remembering something Ginny slowly looked down and yelped.

"I'm naked!"

Ginny's over stretched panties were far far too big for her now. They had slide down her legs when she used her hands to brush her hair. She jumped backwards and went behind a tree while crossing a hand across her breasts. Ron quickly turned to catch Harry trying to shift his gaze away but he was too late.

"Harry, stop looking at my sister!"

Ginny's head appeared from around the tree. "He's my boyfriend he can look as much as wants. I'm embarrassed to be in front of YOU."

Ron sputtered. "ME!? I'm you're brother!"

"Exactly!"

Hermione had turned away with a slightly red face. She was smirking at Ron's indignant attitude.

The rest of the family arrived on the scene. Mrs. Weasley was crying while the three other men looked furious. Molly went to Ginny and hugged her even tighter than Hermione did.

"Ginny are you okay! Are you hurt!?"

Ginny sighed. "Don't worry mum I'm fine. I've been hurt worse in Quidditch games with the Hufflepuffs."

Fred and George were able to laugh, since they had played against the Hufflepuff house team many times. "I guess that's a pretty good indicator that she's all right."

Molly continued to hug her only daughter until Ginny said. "Mum could you please let go of me. I'm naked and I can't conjure up any clothes since I'm an under-age witch."

Her mother finally released her and regained her composure. "Oh my! You're right. The owl should arrive with you're warning letter any second now."

Mr. Weasley waved his hand irritably while his wife conjured up one of Ginny's bathrobes and slippers. "It's no matter! Ginny had to do it out of self defense! I swear the next I see Malfoy at the office I'll throttle him for raising a boy like that!"

Molly shushed him. "There will be none of that Arthur. We will report Draco and that girl to the Administration. Ginny I think you should come inside for some tea."

Ginny finished knotting her bathrobe. "I'll have some in a little bit. Can I stay out here with my friends for a bit...please? It would help me feel better."

Mrs. Weasley smiled. "All right, Ginny. As long as you want." She turned away with her husband who grumbled that Draco and his father would probably bribe their way out of the matter.

Ginny turned to her three brothers and two friends. "Well what an interesting day this has been."

Fred broke a branch off a tree and smashed it to the ground. "Damn that Draco! How'd he get here!?"

Hermione crossed her arms and said. "It is most likely they apperated some distance away from the property then snuck in."

George turned to the direction he saw Draco and Pansy sped off. "Okay Malfoy you want war? Fine! You had it already when you blew up our lame brother's awesome girlfriend!"

"Hey!" Ron said but George acted like he hadn't heard. Ginny and Harry laughed while Hermione looked flattered.

Fred stood beside his twin. "But now you've blown up our favorite sister! This time-"

"-IT'S PERSONAL!" The twins said in unison.

Hermione nodded her head in approval. "Let's finally get to work on the pay back plan." The twins walked back to the group while rolling up their sleeves.

"Righto." George said.

"The sooner the better." Fred said.

They stood in a circle now. "Any ideas?" Harry asked.

Hermione held up a hand. "Hold on. Did you two bring what I wanted?"

George went to one of his pockets. "Yes. I nearly forgot about it." He extracted a small vale and gave it to Hermione who gave him a several coins for it.

"What's that?" Ron asked.

Hermione blushed then explained. "I asked your brothers to try and make a less complicated inflation potion. If they got it right the drinker will shrink back in time." Hermione gave Ron a rather alluring look. "Or the air can be lost through exertion."

He raised an eye brow. "Exertion?" And he smiled.

Fred whispered into George's ear. "I think we should create a whole secret adult menu and this will fit there."

George whispered back. "Adult menu? It fits perfectly well as a prank item."

"But still-"

"But still!"

Harry and Ginny looked at each other. They smiled then Harry looked back to the twin.

"You wouldn't happen to have a second one on you would you?"

They could get to planning later.

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Shopping for a Wedding Balloon

"'Ermione could you be a dear and refill my wine glass?" Fleur Delacour asked with her usual air of superiority. Her delicate hand held out her empty wine glass to the only other occupant of that table.

"Why of course." Hermione said sweetly and took the glass. While walking across the kitchen she muttered. "It's Hermione HERmione."

It was June, summer vacation for the Hogwarts students. Hermione Granger and Harry Potter were staying at Ron Weasley's house for the holiday. They were also staying for Bill and Fleur's wedding.

And who was Fleur Delacour?

If you had asked Harry and Ron back when they first met her in their fourth year they would have said. "The most beautiful creature ever born.'

But now that the two had girlfriends t hey had no problem saying. "A beautiful and rather snobby lady."

Fleur Delacour put 'stunning beauties' to shame. With her silvery blonde hair that raveled down past her waist, enticing deep blue eyes, and fair skin it was easy to see how the handsome Bill Weasley was drawn to her.

At least on the looks level.

'Really, what does Ron's brother see in her?' Thought Hermione as she refilled Fleur's glass with red wine. She returned and forced herself to sit back down at the table. Ron,Harry,Ginny, and the twins were getting lunch. The parent Weasley's had gone off to the bank, Bill had snuck off to do something, Percy had yet to show up, and Charlie (the second oldest Weasley son) had dashed off to handle an emergency at work.

Leaving Hermione all alone with Fleur. Hermione would have gone off but...

'She'd probably accidentally burn down this house down. It's all Ron's family really has.' Or so Hermione believed.

Hermione ,as well as others in the house hold, always figured that those that were snooty also lacked intelligence. What they kept forgetting was that Fleur participated in the Tri-Wizards Tournament. And though she came last, simply getting in was still a very respectable feat.

None the less quite a few people did not think highly of Fleur.

Fred, andGeorge seemed to be the only ones that remained neutral on the whole "Love/Hate". They were indeed men but they seemed to put pranks before pretty girls first. And Fleur was a potential person to prank. Her looks certainly did except her.

Fleur did not seem to catch onto Hermione's hostility. After a few minutes of gossiping (albeit it was one-sided) Fleur stood up and walked behind Hermione. The older woman began to play with Hermione's hair, she stiffened.

"Uh-what are you doing?"

"Silly girl, I'm trying to help you."

Hermione's hand left her tea cup. "How is this going to help?"

"Your hair is so bushy, what do you wash it with? I think Ron would like it more if zit were perfectly straight. I'll help you with zat." Fleur's French accent always seemed to become thicker when it came to improving one's appearances.

"Well-uh." Hermione began but stopped when Fleur stopped too and went to her pursue.

"Ermione, I have zis beautiful nail polish that I think you will luv."

Hermione made to rise. "I'm not one for nail polish...in-in fact I think that's more of a Ginny thing-by-"

But Fleur would not hear of it. She gently pushed Hermione back into her seat. "Shush shush young lady. You must not be so zhy. You must learn to accelerate your natural beauty especially when you have so much potential.

'And what is that suppose to mean?' Hermione thought with a nasty voice in her head. Fleur took out her wand and waved it once. At the same time a bunch of manicure supplies appeared in the air. Hermione did not like where this was going.

"Thank-thanks Fleur but Ron likes me the way I am."

"Tut tut. Then does he not dezerve a surprise? Do you not want to pleze him especially?"

"But-"

Twenty minutes later Fleur was only half way done with her 'victim'. All over Hermione's face was a thick cream. Slices of cucumbers covered her eyes. Her finger nails were painted purple.

And Fleur was once again playing with her hair!

"Hm hm let us ze here. Perhaps some of Madam's Morzo's hair solution. But I want a zertain zhine to it too. Harlow's Puffy will do zhat. Mmmmm. Maybe I'd need to rezort to an old family remedy."

"Remedy?" Asked Hermione skeptically. She was on the verge of shaking with anger.

"Yes. It is easy and zit envolves ze juices of ze newt."

A cucumber fell off from one of Hermione's eyes. It was red with anger and if it could curve back further it would stare at Fleur until she melted.

"Newt guts?"

"Maybe not but."

"I'm done!" Hermione rose and began to wipe off the face cream, much to Fleur's dismay.

"Oh! What are you doing! All of my work!"

Hermione might have begun to yell at Fleur but then the door opened and Ron,Harry,Ginny, and the twins returned. The moment that Hermione saw Ron first step in she quickly ran up the stairs to the bathroom to wash her face. Fleur glanced at the retreating Hermione then quickly greeted the arrivals.

"Back so zoon?"

"There was a long line and it took us longer to get back home." Ron had caught the sarcasm in her voice. He put down Fleur's lunch. She took it and unwrapped her sandwich.

"Mmmm. You English always over cook ze meat." She said.

Ginny was standing behind Fleur and with her hands demonstrated the 'I'm choking' expression. Harry and Ron smiled. Fleur's comment was actually one of her nicer one's to English cuisine. She now could stomach anything that was not rated five stars by the Wizards and Witches Culinary Board.

The Weasley's had been a poor family for who could say how long. however things were looking up for Arthur with his recent promotion at work. Not only he but all of the Weasley's that had moved out were doing very well financially. Bill: The oldest had a secure job with Gringotts, the official Wizarding bank (on top of that getting married). Charlie: The second oldest and had a good (though dangerous) job of studying and working with dragons. Percy: The rules burdened third brother had earned a job with the administration. The Twins: A booming joke shop business. And Ron and Ginny still lived at home.

Speaking of the twin's joke shop...

Fred casually put down a sack.

"Here Fleur, got you chips, low fat of course."

"Why thank you Zeorge." Fleur replied.

George was leaning against the wall next to Ginny, he waved. "That's Fred, I'M George."

Fleur was still having trouble telling the two apart. She put a hand in the bag. "Zilly me. Perhaps I will have only one- AAAAIIIEEEE!!!!"

A large pink bat had flown out of the bag and circled around Fleur's head several times. Fred,George, and Ginny were not afraid to let there laughter ring. Ron tried to keep his in and Harry thought that the twins were over doing it (considering they had already pranked her that morning). Fleur's witch training took over. She aimed her wand at the pink bat and fired a stunning spell. She missed and instead took a hole out of the ceiling. Ron and Ginny stopped laughing but the twins roared even harder.

"Phlegm!-I mean Fleur!" Ginny cried but Fleur paid no heed.

"Disgusting vermin!" Shrieked Fleur, she fired again and struck the bat. Instead of falling to the ground it exploded into multiply moth sized bats. With a scream Fleur ran up the stairs to her room. Leaving the twins to their laughter.

"Okay you over did it." Ginny said sternly, with a hint of Ms. Weasley in her face.

"You were laughing at Phlegm too." Fred said while rubbing his side tenderly.

"Yes but that was until she nearly destroyed the house."

Harry spoke up. "She did NOT nearly destroy the house." He bent down to pick up a fragment of the ceiling.

Ron murmured. "It's not your house so you see it differently."

Ginny put her hands on her hips. "Oh and am I suppose to have allowed her to bring the whole ceiling down on us?"

Harry shook his head. "It's just that this is more Fred and George's fault."

They chuckled and Ginny snapped at Harry. "Leave them out of this, they were just having fun."

The twins quickly went behind Harry and laid a hand down on his shoulder.

"Ooh! Looks like baby sister's going to have a fight with her boyfriend!"

"You're as good as dead Harry!"

"Stay out of this you two." Ginny said while holding back a smile. Though it usually upset her that sometimes Harry defended Fleur she could not stay mad at him. Deep down she was secretly jealous of Fleur's practically perfect looks.

The potential argument was cut short when Mr and Mrs. Wesealy came in through the front door.

"Afternoon children." Molly said. The two were carrying bags and set them down on a counter. Ron went over to look in one but his mother slapped his hand gently and told him to go finish his lunch. He obeyed.

"How's everything going here?" Arthur Weasley asked.

Harry quickly hid the ceiling fragments behind his back. The bats had disappeared only seconds before.

"Just fine." Ginny said sweetly.

"Good, good." Arthur said and turned to open the fridge. He peered inside. "Honey where is that bottle of juice I was saving?"

His wife joined in. "Oh Arthur it's right there in front of you."

"Oh right sorry."

What the two did not know was that Harry quickly held out the ceiling fragments and that the twins stealthly fixed the matter with their wands. A second later the ceiling was good as new, just in time for the two parents to turn around.

"Are you there Ron?" Hermione asked while descending the stairs. She dabbed at her face with a towel and entered the kitchen. She threw a glance at the ceiling. "What happened to the ceiling?"

Fred and George tried to shush her but all it took to stir Molly's suspicions was Hermione's question.

"Fred,George what did you two do now?"

"Why nothing mum." Said one.

"That's exactly what you two say whenever it is something."

"This time it's nothing." Said the other.

Mrs. Weasley stepped forward and then stopped and listened for a second. "Do I hear Fleur crying?"

Hermione said, "I thought she was upset when I passed her in the hallway."

"Boys?" Molly warned.

"Well,we might have played a tiny prank on her.' Fred said.

"Besides I thought you disliked Bill's girl."

Mrs. Ginny quickly put a kettle on the stove, she was fuming. "I may not approve of Bill's tastes. None the less she is still his fiancee and a human being. When I'm done comforting her I will see to you two!"

The ruler of the Weasley clan bolted up the stairs after Bill's fiancee.

Fred and George threw glances at Hermione.

"What?" She asked.

"You told on us Hermione." George declared.

"I did not, your mother was already suspicious." She sat down and began to eat next to Ron, Harry, and Ginny.

Harry said. "Isn't it better she found out right away, instead of you two lying the whole way through. In which she would have found out anyway?"

Fred briskly bit a chip. "I thought you two were cool. Maybe you two will be our next unexpected prank testers."

"Go ahead and try it." Hermione challenged.

"Fine." Said Fred.

"Fine." Repeated Hermione.

"Fine." Replied George.

"I thought it was a good one." Ginny said.

George nodded. "Thank you, Ginny. I always knew our baby sister was much smarter than Ronald."

"Lay off." Ron said.

"Yes leave him alone." Hermione said.

"Maybe we won't." Said Fred.

"We're going upstairs to work out the kinks in a few of our Vooze-Nose Blungles."

They quickly went up the stairs. Leaving Ron a little nervous as to what their next plan was.

"Don't worry Ron." Hermione sad between bites of her sandwich.

"She is a bit of a drama queen." Ginny said while brushing her hair back. She was referring to Fleur.

"Yes, but don't you think your brothers are over doing it a bit?" Asked Harry.

Ginny violently leaned forward in her chair. "No I don't! And I don't think she's prettier than me Harry Potter!" She took up her lunch and went out the side door.

Harry sighed and went after her. Ron began to get up but Hermione stopped him.

"I think it would be much better if those two worked it out themselves."

"But she's my sister."

"All the better for her. They can take care of each other."

"All right." Ron said and sat back down. He started to creep an arm around Hemione's back until is rested on her shoulder. He thought he heard her make a sound of appreciation.

Then she spoiled it by saying. "Do you think Fleur is prettier than me?"

Ron sputtered. "No! You're much smarter and cooler than she is."

She looked at him, danger. "But is she prettier than me?"

"Uh!"

He hated it whenever Hermione asked him one of these questions. Whenever he said what he genuinely thought was the right thing, Hermione would get mad and act like she wanted him to say the other. Ginny's advice wasn't much help either. It seemed like the bottom line was that there was a 50-50 chance that he would get it right.

So please hold no grudges against Ron's answer. Also he is a bit daft when it comes to these issues.

His answer was: "Yes she is! But you're smart,and have personality and-"

"OOOH! GET OUT! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" Hermione bellowed and before she could pull her wand out to threaten her boyfriend, he had already bolted out of the side door and was twenty feet away from the house.

"For goodness sakes you twit." Hermione whispered. Her face was flushed and would not cool down until she finished her lunch. She was just cleaning up when Mrs. Weasley came down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Oh dear. Where is everyone?"

"I don't know, most of them walked off."

"Do you know where Ginny is?"

"I'm afraid I don't."

"Hmm, may I ask you a favor Ms. Granger?"

"Of course what is it?"

Hermione turned in her chair and faced Molly. It looked like she was upset or worried. Hermione hoped she could help.

"It's Fleur you see."

"Oh."

"She's rather upset and thinks no one likes her."

"Bill likes her."

Molly rubbed her hands. "I know but she wants to be liked by everyone. Or at least by more. She needs some cheering up."

Hermione had a bad feeling about this.

"Oh?"

Molly nodded. "I think you should go with her to look for a wedding dress."

Hermione was able to stop her jaw from dropping. "Oh."

"I would go but I have dinner to make dinner and I think it would be better if someone closer to her age went."

"Oh."

"And you seem to treat her the nicest and-"

"We'll have a good time together!" Fleur had snuck up on Hermione and hugged her.

Hermione very badly wanted to say 'no'. Not only was she still not in the best mood, which actually had a lot to do with Fleur herself. She disliked Fleur being clingy, going out shopping for dresses was not her idea of 'fun'.

But Mrs. Weasley looked so distraught that Hermione was able to come with:

"I'll go with her, Mrs. Weasely."

"Oh thank you Hermione!" Molly said with all the gratitude she had.

Fleur then helped Hermione up and said. "You're one of ze nicest girls I've met since coming to England." She then leaned forward and peaked Hermione on each cheek. Something that made Hermione blush and also feel very uncomfortable. It was something that Fleur would have to learn that a lot of the English did not do that.

"Uh-thanks."

To Hermione's further displeasure Fleur played with her hair again. "Perhaps after looking around, we zhall find ze perfect condition for your hair."

"Wonderful." Hermione replied. Fleur missed the vile undertone.

Two puffs of Floo Powder later they were in Diagon Alley, the best shopping plaza for wizards and witches (at least in England). Hermione sincerely doubted that Diagon Alley had a wedding shop but Fleur was positive despite the fact she had accompanied Bill there only a few times. First they had to stop at Gringotts Wizarding Bank for a little money. Fleur was not planning on buying a dress but just to look around. Ten minutes after arriving in the Alley Fleur already looked very happy.

'She's happy, I'm ready to go back home.' Though it was a tough call. She was still mad at Ron and did not want to face him, then again she could be shopping with Fleur for who knew how long.

Unfortunately for poor Hermione Fleur loved to shop, was very indecisive,and did not seem to care.

Hermione was proven wrong (a rarity), they found 'Gwendolyn's Wedding Witches Supplies and entered it at 1:14 p.m.

At 5:37 p.m. Fleur had reduced her selection range from 128 dresses to 98.

Hermione was sitting in the exact same chair since she first sat down. Around 2:57 she realized that Mrs.Weasley asked her to go simply because she did not want to get stuck with Fleur. Hermione was not the kind of girl that loved shopping. Sure she liked to go out with friends and buy a few things. But unlike most of the other girls from school she did not make it her main hobby. She could bear shopping with Ginny who liked shopping only slightly more than Hermione.

Fleur came out of a dressing room wearing a stunning cream colored gown. On it's back was a bow, a white silk scarf was around her neck, and at the helms there were delicate lacy embroideries.

"Ermione?"

Hermione had her eyes closed and made a tiny snore.

"'ERMIONE."

The younger woman's eyes snapped open and she stood up. "When sugar is added to the Wolf's Bane potion it is rendered useless!"

Fleur stood there silent for several seconds, silent. "Oh! Very interesting."

Hermione blushed, she had been dreaming she was back in school. And even though she was in one of Snape's classes she wished was back there instead of with Fleur.

Fleur continued. "What do you think of zis one?"

Hermione sat back down. "Very nice, it even looks exactly like the last five."

"Oh no no! The bow, she is smaller, and the color is gently lighter and-"

Hermione pretended to listen to Fleur's lecture on the differences between the dresses. How she wished was she was back in Snape's classroom, at least Potions were important.

But what she was dying to do was to get with Harry,Ginny, and the twins, and continue to work on a pay back plan to Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson. They had plenty of ideas but no solid plans. They were all sure that the twins would come up with something that would be worth the wait.

Hermione was brought back to reality by a loud squeal. It had been emitted by Flour and she quickly strolled over to another dress.

"Zis one! I must try zis one!"

"Uuuaaargggh." Hermione groaned while putting that evening's Daily Prophet paper over her head,sliding down her chair.

"I am not going into this woman's shop!"

"Fine I'll go in myself!"

Pansy stomped into Gwendolyn's Wedding Witches Supplies, leaving Malfoy outside with all of his newly bought 'toys'. Floating around him was an enchanted trunk, one that followed him when he wanted it to. Stashed inside were expensive things that he did not need, as well as dark arts artifacts. The artifacts were far more interesting. Scattered amongst them was: a dragon statue that attacked home intruders, a tea kettle that screamed whenever it's top was opened, glass dishes that exploded, a necklace that sprayed fire whenever adorned (if the wearer did not say the password), a mirror that showed the gazer's corpse, and many other terrible enchanted items.

Pansy had left her own floating trunk outside with Malfoy. After waiting for a minute he decided to set his trunk down and examine one of his artifacts.

The one thing he loved most about Pansy was that her love of dark artifacts rivaled his. Though sadly she loved to also shop for 'girl things'. He could not believe she tried on thirty sweaters and asked for his opinion on every one. How he dreaded that she wanted his opinion on wedding dresses next.

'Why on earth would she want to try on wedding dresses anyway?' Thought Malfoy as he rummaged through his trunk.

And then he felt her hand closer around his wrist and he was hauled up.

"What are you-?" He began and she pulled him into the store. She was genuinely excited about something.

"Oh Malfy come and see come and see!" She whispered excitedly.

"If it's a dress-"

"Be quiet and look!"

She stopped and then pulled him down behind a display. She had to grab his head and turned it to show him what she was looking at.

Hermione Granger.

A sleeping Hermione Granger.

He chuckled evily "This is too perfect to pass up."

"Are you going to blow her up into a balloon?"

"Of course sweet Pansy." He said and he extracted his wand from his robes. His heart was beating with excited. He raised the wand over his head. How he wanted to see that bushy haired mud blood turn in to a balloon...a nice soft floating balloon...woman.

In the middle of his arm twist his wrist was caught in a vice by Pansy.

"What are you doing!?" He said hoarsely.

"Stop and think." Said Pansy with iron. "We're already in trouble because of the Weasley going to the Ministry. Our parents are in trouble too. If they caught us again then someone on the council might give us an hour in Azkaban!"

Even Malfoy had to shudder at the idea of going to Azkaban. He glanced at the still sleeping Hermione then back to his girlfriend. The idea of turning Granger into a balloon again fueled his will to fight.

"No one is going to catch us! Don't tell me you're chicken!"

But Pansy smiled. "You act like I want to let her go."

"You did just say-"

"I merely SUGGESTED that you stopped and thought about this. I have and I know how we can embarrass that Granger AND get away."

Malfoy put his wand away. "If you're thinking about a potion forget it. I can't make it here."

She took his hand and lead him towards the entrance. "No, I'm not talking about a potion and I'm not talking about a spell. I've found a third way."

Malfoy was surprised. "A third way?"

She nodded and ordered her trunk to land on the ground. She knelt down and opened it.

He did love her. Years ago when they met at Hogwarts she was rather 'puggish'. But in the last few years her looks greatly improved. Her black hair reached her lower jaw line in smooth strands. Her chest had sprung out a bit too and other parts of her body became quite shapely. Her nose was rather buttonish and Malfoy found that 'cute' (his opinions of it would translate to that). She was wearing a brown sweater and a black long skirt. He nearly reached and stroked her hair when she grabbed something and jumped up.

"A dress?" Malfoy asked skeptically.

Actually it was a very ugly brown dress with moth holes in it. But Pansy was confident.

"No, it's enchanted I bought it from Borgin and Burkes. I thought the same thing but then it magically became the dress I wanted. Burkes explained that once a woman laid eyes on it, it would become the dress they're always wanted."

The dirty dress became deep red and it's size changed to fit Pansy Parkinson. She gasped happily while Malfoy held up his hands. "You want to give Granger the dress of her dreams!?" He reached a hand out to feel it but Pansy slapped his hand away.

"Let me finish will you?Once the wearer puts on the dress they will soon fill up with air. No potions, no spells, nothing to connect us. Except for Burkes but-"

Malfoy felt his wand. "He wouldn't dare tell on us if anyone asked. Let's go."

Parkinson took up the dress and led the way back into the shop. They were gleeful to see that Hermione was still sleeping. Carefully Pansy crept forward and gently laid the dress down onto the small table next to Hermione. It was neatly folded and the moment it left Pany's grasp it changed back to it's old moldy look. Then she snuck away and went into hiding next to Malofy.

"Now let's wake her up."

Malfoy raised his wand to fire a stunning spell but then Fleur burst out of the dressing room in her jeans and t-shirt. Her arms were crossed and she sighed.

"Ze zelection here is too small. We will go home and-"

Her eyes had passed over the folded dress once, then something made her look back to see the dress of her dreams.

"Oh my 'Ermione! That looks good!"

She snatched the dress and went back into the dress room. Hermione lifted the paper off her face, glanced around, then went back to sleep. She wondered when Fleur would be finished.

Pansy clenched her fists and shook them. "Ooh! Who was that!?"

Malfoy was not as upset as she was in fact, "Shh! I recognized her, that was Fleur Delacour."

"You mean-"

"Yes the same one from the Tri-Wizard Tournament. This still works out."

"What do you mean?"

Draco quickly snapped the image of an inflating Fleur out of his head and answered. "I heard that her grandma was a veela, she's not a pure blood at all."

Pansy clamped her hands together. "Oh I see."

Veela were gorgeous creatures that could mesmerize most men and some women with a simple glance. Fleur being related to one would probably have something to do with her excellent looks. How the two Slytherins hoped that Fleur would start filling up until after exiting the dressing room.

They were in luck. Only seconds after Fleur had put the dress on she happily walked out.

"Ermione I think zis is ze one!"

Hermione lifted the paper and was rather impressed. The dress was a light blue and reached down to Fleur's ankles. It's waist gently clung to Fleur's own and outlined her thin stomach, and full breasts. Around her waist was a light gold girdle. Her arms and collar bones were bare but her shoulders were covered with smooth, soft trimmings. On the back was a matching bow. The dress was rather traditional and yet it certainly did not hide the wearer's shape.

Fleur brushed back her hair. "Now if only zer was a matching veil it would be perfect."

Hermione stood up. "It does look very good on you Fleur." She was not saying that just to get out of there. She really meant it.

"Yes zis is the one. I will have them hold it for me."

Hermione blinked. She saw something then rubbed her eyes, believing that she was just sleepy. Looking again she was quite it was real.

Fleur's stomach was bulging ever so slightly.

"Fleur, do you feel okay?"

The older woman spun gracefully. "But of course 'Ermione. I haven't felt better!"

"Are you sure?"

The stomach was hardly bigger, only someone with a keen eye like Hermione's could have caught it. Gently it pushed out, barley touching the dresses material.

Fleur's smile broadened. "Ermione you must learn to relax. A lady like you will develop wrinkles early. At least zat is what my moma zaid to me at your age in fact-"

Hermione looked again, Fleur's stomach pressed out sightly further, smoothing out a few tiny folds.

Fleur still did not notice she put a finger to her lip in contemplation. "In fact my zister,Gabrielle, would look adorable in zis dress too. In fact I think zit would be perfect for you and Ginny too. I think I will speak to the owner and-"

Fleur looked a little pudgy but still did not notice. Everything she said was not heard by Hermione all she could think of was-

'Malfoy.'

Away in the hiding spot Pansy became nervous.

"Malfy what if they still figure out that we are behind this."

He smiled handsomely. "I've just thought of the solution. To not be seen, I have this."

He pulled something shimmering and light from his pocket, unfolded it, and covered Pansy's shoulder with it, she gasped.

"An invisibility cloak!?"

"It set me back quite a bit and Burkes had to do a lot of work. It's only right that a Pure Blood such as I own one."

Invisibility cloaks were truly rare. One of the few other known owners of one was Harry Potter. It was only recently in their rivalry did Malfoy learned that Harry had one. Immediately he set out and spoke to every shop owner he knew that had 'connections'. He had picked up just that day.

"Get under that." He said to Pansy and she did just that. "I will go and bribe off the workers and anyone else here. We'll have the place to ourselves."

She snickered and Malfoy quickly walked off.

Pressing about only an inch and a half away from her body, Fleur only then began to feel strange.

"Oh, um, Ermione I feel like I should zit down for a bit."

Hermione scratched her head. "I-I, you're filling up with air Fleur."

She looked at her. "What?"

"Air, you're filling."

Her stomach pressed a little further giving a little strain to the girdle.

"Up?" Asked Fleur.

"Up." Said Hermione.

"Up where?"

A little more-

"No." Hermione said remembering that Fleur's English was not perfect. "I mean air is going into your body."

"But how? It cannot be."

And then her stomach bulged out several inches at once and blew off her gold girdle. Fleur cried out and threw her arms up.

Hermione pointed at Fleur's distended body. "That's how!"

"Malfy she just blew her-"

"I saw." Malfoy said and joined Pansy underneath the invisibility cloak.

"Is everyone else gone?"

"Only took a bit of money and a threat here or two but yes it's just the four of us. I think I'll blow Granger up with a spell now."

"No! Let's watch her reaction to her friend filling up first."

"All right we're do that first."

Pansy sighed and laid her head on Malfoy's shoulder.

"Ermione what is going on?" Asked Fleur. She put her hands onto either side of her belly. It was the size of a bowling ball.

"It's the work of these two mean people."

"Who?"

"Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson. They're here somewhere and I'll find them!"

She started to go but Fleur grabbed her wrist. She whispered and looked on the brink of tears. "No! Stay with me I'm scared!"

"There's nothing to be afraid of. You won't be hurt but they need to be dealt with."

Fleur looked around the room, her other hand still rested on her growing stomach. "But-but ze are not here! No one is around! It is just us! I don't want to be alone."

Hermione was sympathetic. After all she was scared too and it in was in the middle of a class room when it first happened to her.

"I'll stay with you."

"Zank you. You have a big-"

*BWOOMPH!*

"-HEART!" Cried Fleur, her chest had jumped out several cup sizes. They tightly pushed against her dress. She grabbed them and moaned. dramatically.

*BWOOMPH!*

Her thighs blew out as well. The dress was not tight nor was it 'loose' before but now it was becoming stretched and very well outlined her expanding hour class shape. Ever moving her hands Fleur touched at each expanding parts and was panicking as they grew bigger and bigger.

"Oh no! Zis is terrible! My figure, my poise, my looks,my skin, my-"

*BWOOMPH!*

Her chest surged again, each one surpassed the bowling ball size. The dress tore a little bit between her chest as it was opened wider. A bit of her black bra peeked out from the tear.

"My lovely dress!!!" Cried Fleur with her loudest voice.

'It's just a dress.' Thought Hermione but she none the less began to comfort Fleur by rubbing her back.

"Don't worry you will be fine."

"How do you know?" Asked Fleur while trying to push her stomach back in. At it's furthest point it stuck out half a foot.

"Because it's happened to me."

"Really?"

"Yes and to Ginny too."

"And you are all right?"

"Yes nothing bad happened to us."

It looked like Fleur was beginning to calm down. "Zen I won't panic anymore-"

*RIPP!*

The dress tour further around her cleavage. It was open enough for her breasts to be free, but not enough for the dress to slide down to her waist. Her shoulder pieces were still attached to the main body of her dress. Through the silk bra one could make out Fleur's nipples. She began to blush and felt her bra strap dig into her back.

But she was mostly upset about her dress.

"Zis is terrible!"

"Oh Fleur it's only a dress!" Hermione said irritably.

"But it was the one I was going to pick out! OH! What if Bill were to see me like zis!"

Hermione rolled her eyes and figured she would have 'wowed his socks offf' considering Ron and Harry's reaction.

"He would understand that this is not your fault."

"But he won't find me beautiful he'll-"

Her heavy stomach pulled at her dress, holes and tears appeared in it as it pushed down, straining the shoulders. Air began to fill into her sides as well. It was becoming too much for Fleur as her thighs were becoming thick and her butt big. She tried to walk forward which became a waddle. Her high heels did not help matter either. She could not move her legs too much either because her dress was becoming too tight.

"I need help!" She cried before her shoulder pieces were torn apart. She yipped and grabbed for her falling dress and held it up. Though her bra clad breasts were shown Fleur still held up her clothing. Bigger and bigger her belly become, always pulling at her dress, trying to take it lower. Fleur was losing, either she would have to give it slack, or her dress would tear and she would re-grab a new part of it. Sadly losing the battler Fleur finally held the dress around her waist. Her belly button was covered but her helm was up to her knees as she inflated with air. The blue clothing was slowing down her swelling but did not stop it. Her butt,thighs, and belly were becoming constricted and so desperately wanted to fly out.

"Oh Fleur." Hermione whispered and patted the older woman on the back, noting the bra was looking very stretched and uncomfortable.

Her arms were becoming plump. One was forced out straight while Fleur made her left arm remain bent, ever holding the dress. Finally she could not fight it and her other arm went the same as the first. In her fist was another scrap of her would be wedding dress.

"Mmmm!!!" She moaned as her belly and butt took another surge and her dress exploded into shreds, pieces, and scraps. Her silk black panties clung to her butt and lower stomach. The bra was becoming tighter and tighter, the only relief Fleur got was when one of her shoulder straps blew off, and then the other. The bra held on sadly and slide down her chest lower.

"Zis-zis lingiere is zo expensive!" Fleur complained as her stomach and sides filled out further and further, pushing her panties down. Eventually she blushed.

"Ermione a favor if you pleaze?"

"What?" She stepped forward.

"Could you...pull up my..." she did not have to finish.

Hermione turned red but did what Fleur wanted. She slowly slid her fingers into the waistband of Fleur's panties and gently pulled them up. It was a bit of a struggle and she had to use both hands to get them up another inch before she had to give up. Quickly she extracted her hands and shook them as thought getting water off.

Fleur's gallant figure was long gone, she was now a balloon woman. She had her legs left and full arms. It wa tos take a little more time before she would reach Hermione's size and shape. She waddled towards Hermione.

"Now what do we do?"

Hermione was still a little red in the face from helping Fleur. "We get you-"

There was the sound of something squeaking. Hermione knew what it was. Fleur felt one side of her panties slid up her butt cheek. It was uncomfortable and she waited for the second to follow through but it remained where it was, covering her butt. It was so hard for her to believe that she had the perfect body only a few minutes ago. Her regular clothes would not fit her!

"Now what do we do?" Fleur repeated the question.

Hermione was about to answer the question when Malfoy and Pansy came out of hiding.

"Now we make your lives even worse than before!" Pansy laughed and the two Slytherins drew their wands.

Fleur turned while Hermione reached for her wand but Malfoy fired a stunning spell and Hermione was knocked over onto her butt. Quickly she drew her legs towards her chest and tried to stand up but Malfoy kept his wand pointed at her.

"Don't move Granger or I will turn you into an even bigger balloon than last time."

Hermione had no choice but to remain still. Fleur was even more helpless. She had become even bigger and more balloon shaped that Hermione or Ginny had. None of her human shape was left, just a huge globe with her head,feet,hands, and huge breasts sticking out. Her underwear clung to her body so tightly that Hermione wondered how it had not exploded off.

Fleur huffed while she slowly waddled towards Draco and Pansy. She furiously flapped her hands while her face was red with anger.

"How *huff!* dare you, ugh, two do zis to *puff!*me!"

They laughed at the balloon woman's slow but determined charge. Hermione's anger flared as Pansy skipped around the distend Fleur and poked at her body.

"You're so fat! What on earth do you eat?"

"Stop it!" Shrieked Fleur as she tried to move around and follow the much faster Pansy. Draco laughed but kept his wand pointed at Hermione, the only one who could do anything.

Fleur continued to huff and puff as she became madder and madder at the taunting and dancing Pansy.

"Little girl I should warn you not to mez with a Delacour."

"Little? Ha! For once you're right blimby."

Pansy waited until the last second to jump out of the way of another one of Fleur's waddle-charges.

"Zis is an outrage!" Fleur shouted out.

"Oh be quiet!" Pansy said and she put her hands to Fleur's belly and pushed.

"No zont!" Fleur said and she toppled over onto her back. She kicked and flapped her legs while shouting. Pansy and Draco roared with laughter. Hermione jumped up but Draco fired a spell and nearly broke a piece of the wall behind Hermione.

"Last warning Mud Blood." He said.

"Leave her alone! It's me you want isn't it?" Hermione asked, trying not to watch the kicking and screaming Fleur.

"Hard to believe she was a potential Tri-Wizard champion." Pansy murmured.

Draco said. "It's not just you we want Hermione. It's anyone that is not impure. Half breeds like Fleur here is partially Veela."

He was about to continue when Pansy pointed her wand at Fleur and said. "Do shut up." She fired a spell and quickly Fleur rose into the air.

"Oh! Ermione help me!" She cried and went up into the air higher while rotating. This brought out more laughter from the two Slytherins.

"Wait a second!" Pansy snapped and looked at Draco. "What about my dress!"

"What about it? It was great!" He laughed again but she did not.

"That fat half breed ruined my dress! It's all over the floor now!"

"Who cares? It did the job!"

Pansy stomped her feet. "But I wanted to use it on everyone I dislike! It cost me a fortune and it was a one of a kind too!"

"Listen Parkinson! We're in the middle of having fun and you're not going to spoil it with your whining!"

Hermione just stood there and tried to think of a plan. She considered herself the only one that could turn the tide. She did not register that Fleur had reached the ceiling. But was moving her body around by her foot or hand against the ceiling, rotating around to get the perfect angle. With the back of her head to the ceiling, silvery blonde strands falling over her shoulders and back. And her breasts looking down, Fleur Delacour took in a long breath and forced it down into her filled body. The arguing Slytherins did not notice this, nor did Hermione. Fleur pushed her body out by less than an inch.

'Oh forgive me my brassiere but zis is personal.'she thought right before her chest pushed out a tiny bit further. The strap that was digging into her back broke apart and the black bra flew forward, causing her breasts to fly out and jiggle for a few seconds.

Mafloy looked up in time to see the huge bra fly right at him and into his face. He cried out and flew back while his aim went wild and he fired a spell.

Pansy spun and looked at her falling boyfriend. "Malfy!" She cried.

Hermione was about to make a desperate dive for her wand but something flew past her head. She threw back her head and looked up in time to see Fleur's hand catch her own wand.

'Wow!' Thought Hermione. 'She summoned her wand mentally!'

Fleur was quickly able to position the wand so that it aimed at Pansy. The entire scene lasted less than three seconds.

"Now feel ze wraith of a Delacour!" Fleur said proudly and fired her spell.

But Pansy felt nothing. Malfoy was trying to get the bra off his face. He was panicking and that was not helping.

Pansy laughed. "You had your chance!" She pointed her wand at Fleur, intending to do who knows what.

But then her belly blew out to the size of being nine months pregnant with triplets! Her sweater was pushed up high, her long skirt was torn apart, and the waistband of her dark purple panties was ruined! She gazed down at her new stomach.

"What?" She asked then felt her panties began to slide down her thighs. She yipped,grabbed them, and pulled them up.She saw that Hermione was going for her wand and that Fleur was not done yet. Her will to fight was lost and she cried out. "Draco help me!"

Malfoy finally got the bra off him and saw his new girlfriend. 'Wow.' He thought while admiring her distended stomach and noticed that she was holding up her panties with one hand.

Then the table next to his head went flying. Hermione's stunning spell had missed him by inches. He was brought back to reality. With one swift movement, he grabbed his invisibility cloak and threw it over Parkinson and himself. Quickly the duo retreated from Hermione's spell casting. She could not see them but could hear them leaving.

"Malfy wait! I can't run with this stomach and-!"

"Hurry up hurry up!' He hissed.

"Oh my panties!" Pansy moaned and Hermione saw the scrap of clothing fall out of thin air, onto the floor. She fired another spell but missed and saw the front door of the store open and then quickly closed.

Quickly she turned to Fleur. "You were wonderful Fleur!"

She could make out Fleur's smile. "Zhank you. It is was a sort of reflection spell I used on her. I gave her some of the air in my body. I warned her. But what about me! Zis is zo embarrassing!"

Hermione noticed that Fleur was a little smaller. She pointed her wand and used the same spell that brought her back down to earth. Gently Fleur landed on the floor and Hermione began to roll her towards a fire place.

"We'll use the last of the Floo Powder to get us home. Bill's mom can help you."

"Are you zure?"

"Yes I'm positive."

It took a great deal of pushing and grunt but Hermione finally got a portion of Fleur into the fireplace. Sadly at one point she pressed her back into Fleur's side and forced too much air to her lower body. Fleur's panties snapped off her body and broke a window. Quickly they went home.

The dinner for The Weasely Family and Harry Potter was interrupted by the sound of something big landing in their living room. They dashed in there to find a naked and bloated Fleur, lying on her back. Hermione was lying on top of Fleur's belly and quickly looked up and tried to smile at the gaping audience.

"I...think Fleur wants a dress made for herself. She knows what it'll look like."

Bill quickly dashed over to his wife and marveled at her. Ron ran over and helped Hermione down.

It was going to be an interesting night of story telling and deflating. Ron lead Hermione into the kitchen while holding her hand. Everyone else was going over to help Fleur.

"Oh, Hermione I like your fingers nails." Ron said while they sat down at the table.

Hermione glanced at her purple nails, the ones Fleur had painted. She smiled.

"What do you mean that dress is not one of a kind!?" Shrieked Pansy Parkinson at Burkes, the man who sold her the enchanted dress. She was wearing a large green robe over her stomach and legs. It was the first thing she saw that would fit her.

Burkes kept glancing at her new stomach and face.

"I made a mistake. I thought the dress was a rarity but my dealer just discovered a whole bunch of them."

It was a story he told again and again.

"Then what about my money!?" Pansy asked. She used one hand to hold her robes together and stretched the other out.

"Sorry Ms. Parkinson but a deals a deal. If you want another dress then-"

Malfoy snapped from out of the shadows and pointed his wand at Burkes' nose.

"Give my lady back her money or you'll not only have to worry about me but my dad and all of his 'friends'."

Burkes gulped and quickly returned Pansy's money. Pansy and Draco exited the shop quickly. She looked both mad and happy as she looked down at her stomach and stroked it slowly. Malfoy could not help but continue to glance at it every chance he could. They would find a way to get the air out of her and then-

Though he did not know what he was feeling he knew that this was war.

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