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    Default Hermione's Mistake (Harry Potter) Rated - R

    It all started on a typical day at Hogwarts Academy. Harry, Ron and Hermione were on their way to their least favorite class, Potions. When they arrived, they cringed when they saw their assignment on the board. They were to each make a memory-erasing potion and drink a swig of it in front of the entire class.

    “This sucks”, Harry proclaimed.

    “I’m going to fail”, Ron said dejectedly.

    “Maybe if you studied like Snape told us to, you wouldn’t be in this predicament”, Hermione stated.

    “Shut up, Hermione”, Harry and Ron replied simultaneously.

    As the trio took their seats, Harry noticed that Draco was giving their group a snide look. While Harry was setting up his equipment, Snape walked into the room and yelled at the class for not working fast enough.

    30 mins. Later

    As the class was struggling with the potion, Hermione had finished and was waiting the required 20 minutes for it to turn blue. Hermione was sitting in her seat, studying to past the time. If she had been paying attention to her potion, she would have noticed Draco mix some extra ingredients into it. With everybody struggling with their potion, nobody noticed Draco’s mischievous deed.

    Hermione took a glance at her potion after the required 20 minutes passed, and chagrined as she realized that the potion was a light purple, instead of blue. She looked around and noticed that with the exception of a select few, most of the other potions in the class were either green, or spewing foul, orange smoke. She tried to lift her spirits by telling herself that it was a very difficult potion, but the fact that a few people had accomplished the goal made her unhappy. Everybody’s potions were set up in front of them as Snape walked in to test his pupil’s abilities.

    In order to properly test the potions, Snape would tell the student a key word. After the student had drunk a swig of the potion, Snape would give them some truth serum, and ask for the password. If the student remembered the password, he/she gets a zero, if he/she doesn’t remember it, you get graded based on how much Snape likes you.

    As Hermione’s turn came, she was slightly relieved to realize that nobody had yet to pass. Snape walked up to her potion, and smiled his crude little smile.

    “Well, I guess you’re not as perfect as you thought you were, now are you Ms. Granger?”, Snape said with a hint of smugness.

    “I don’t know what I did wrong sir, but the color could be caused by...”, Hermione replied before being cut off.

    “I care not for your excuses, Ms. Granger. I only care to test your abilities as a potion maker.”, Snape replied.

    “Your keyword is ‘Failure’.”, Snape said with a slight smirk..

    As Hermione swigged her potion, she felt lightheaded and dizzy, which made her think her potion worked. That thought ended, however, when the effects went away, but the password was still in her mind, as if to remind her of her humiliation.

    “Your truth serum, Ms. Granger”, Snape said.

    She drank the swig of truth potion, and waited for it’s effects to take hold. As she waited, she tried to think of what she could have done wrong, but nothing came to mind.

    “All right, Ms. Granger, what was the keyword.”, Snape asked menacingly.

    “Failure.”, she instantly blurted out.

    She hung her head in shame after realizing what she did.

    “Don’t worry Hermione,” Ron said comfortingly. “It happens to everybody.”

    “Not to me it doesn’t”, Hermione stated dejectedly.

    “That’s a Zero, Ms. Granger. Also, Gryffindor loses 20 points for your overconfidence.”, Snape said with a hint of joy.

    Hermione walked out the classroom as the period ended, thinking to herself that this day couldn’t get any worse. Little did she know, it was about to get a lot worse.

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    Harry and Ron were scared about Hermione. She hated failure with an intensity hundreds of times greater than Ron’s hatred of spiders. They found her sulking in the common room in front of the fireplace.

    “Cheer up Hermione”, Harry said comfortingly. “It’s only potions. Nobody will fault you for failing one of Snape’s assignments.”

    “I do all the time”, Ron added.

    “Not helping” Harry replied, sounding annoyed.

    “I know”, Hermione interjected. “But I’m not use to failure.”

    “Hermione”, Harry muttered before being cut off.

    “I think I’ll go take a nap for an hour or two.”, Hermione stated, climbing the stairs to the Girls Dormitory.

    “I hope she’ll be okay”, Ron said.

    “Me too”, added Harry.

    1 hour later

    Hermione had just woken up from her nap, intending to clear her head. Unfortunately, she noticed that her first thought was of her failure earlier that day. Her thoughts on the issue were diverted when she noticed a warm, wet feeling in the bed. She threw off her blanket, and noticed that for the first time in many years, she had wet the bed.

    Hermione stared in shock at her wet patch. Tears were falling from her eyes, and she had no idea what to do. Fortunately, her common sense returned to her, and she did a series of quick spells to clean the wet patch on her pants and the bed. She also got rid of the urine smell in the air. Even though she cleaned her pants and underwear, she still felt it necessary to change into a new outfit. While she was changing, she tried to think of reasons that this could happen to her. The only things that came to mind were disease and stress. Stress was in the forefront of her mind, because of the day’s earlier episode. Hermione felt worse than earlier, but tried to forget her troubles as she went to join her friends for her afternoon classes.

    “Are you okay, Hermione?”, Harry asked as they met in the common room.

    “I’m fine”, she replied, not too convincingly.

    “You don’t look fine”, Ron added.

    “I said I’m fine!”, Hermione said, nearly yelling.

    Both Harry and Ron knew it was time to shut up. They just looked at each other and walked out the door to their next class. By the time they got to their “History of Magic” class, Hermione seemed fine. In fact, as Harry noticed, she seemed to have a childlike exuberance surrounding her. She was skipping around, and had to be told repeatedly which way the class was. During class, she didn’t look like she understood anything that the Professor was telling the class. Her notes were just scribbles, and Harry even caught her sucking her thumb at one point. After class, Hermione had a look of normalcy about her.

    “Hermione, are you okay?”, Harry said, looking concerned and confused.

    “I told you before, I’m fine.” Hermione stated, looking annoyed.

    “Not about that.”, Harry replied. “I meant about what happened on the way to class and during class.”

    “What are you talking about, Harry?” Hermione asked, looking confused.

    “You were acting like a little kid, Hermione.” Harry said. “You skipped around, talked like a child, and even sucked your thumb once!”

    “I did no such thing, Harry.” Hermione replied. “You must be going bonkers.”

    “You saw it, didn’t you Ron?” Harry asked.

    “You should know I don’t pay attention in class, Harry”, Ron said, “Not even to you and Hermione”

    “Come on, guys”,Hermione stated, “We better get to class before we’re late”

    The group left, leaving Harry confused and wanting answers.

    “Just what the hell was going on today?”, he thought to himself, as he followed his friends to their next class.

    The rest of the day went just as any other day would. Hermione was acting perfectly normal, leading Harry to believe that he was just imagining her childish behavior. He put it out of his mind, and started his assignments. A few minutes later, Hermione said good-night and went to bed. She looked nervous as she changed and laid down, afraid of a repeat of the earlier day’s problem. She did her best to ignore it, and went to sleep. During her sleep, she had a weird dream. She was in a baby’s highchair, being fed by Harry. She tried to say something, but all that came out was baby babble. She started to throw a tantrum to get Harry’s attention, but doing so knocked over her baby bottle filled with warm milk, which spilled all over her crotch area.

    “Looks like the baby made a little mess,” Harry cooed.

    Harry then lifted Hermione out of the highchair and laid her down on a plastic changing mat. He then took off her pants and underwear, and grabbed a baby wipe. Even though Hermione wanted to fight what was happening, she found herself unable to move. Harry then wiped her crotch with the baby wipe, and sprinkled some baby powder on her. Hermione knew what was next, but was helpless to fight it. Harry grabbed a large disposable diaper and slid it under Hermione’s bare bottom. He then taped up the sides of the diaper and lifted Hermione into the air effortlessly. He put her back into the highchair, and put a pacifier into her mouth. She tried to spit it out, but she found herself unable to do so. While Harry was refilling Hermione’s baby bottle, she felt a squishy feeling between her legs. She hit the front of her diaper, and realized it was wet. She had wet without realizing it! She found herself able to cry at that moment, and cry she did.

    “Looks like somebody has a wet diaper,” Harry cooed, as the dreamworld faded away.

    Hermione woke up drenched with sweat and breathing hard. At least she thought she was drenched in sweat. She became aware that she was not wet with sweat when she got a whiff of the air. She could smell urine. Her heart beat faster and she began to sweat profusely as she lifted her covers, hoping she was imagining the smell of urine. Her heart plummeted and her eyes became teary as she saw the big stain on her night clothes and bed. A quick glance around told her she was the last one in the dorm, so she wouldn’t have to explain the smell to anyone. She quickly did the same spells she did yesterday to clean her clothes and bed, and also get rid of the urine smell in the air. She was distraught at the circumstances. If she had only wet once, she could pass it off as an accident, but the second time in a row couldn’t be an accident. Then she remembered her dream, and how vividly the feeling of her wet diaper felt. Maybe it was just a coincidence after all! The first time was an accident and the second time was caused by her dream. That made the 17 year old witch happy as she changed into her clothes for the day.

    Harry and Ron were in the common room, waiting for Hermione so that the three could go and get breakfast. Harry saw Hermione come down the steps with a spring in her step, and worryingly saw that childlike glimpse in her eye again. It wasn’t as intense as the day before, but it was still there.

    “Finally,” Ron said. “We almost missed breakfast because of you!”

    “Oh, stow it,” Hermione replied. “You didn’t have to wait for me, you know.”

    “Whatever,” Ron stated. “Let’s just get some food.”

    Down at breakfast, Harry noticed Hermione acting kind of childishly. Not as extreme as yesterday, but her table manners seemed to have gone out the window. Despite the plethora of food on her face, her napkin remained untouched. She was drawing a few stares from the people sitting close by, but she didn’t seem to care. She continued to scarf down her food, much like giving a sack of ham sandwiches to a hobo. As Harry was watching, he saw the look in her eyes fade, and her face turn red. She quickly swallowed the large chunk of food in her mouth, and wiped her face down with the napkin.

    “That was embarrassing.” She thought to herself.

    “This is going to be another long day” Harry told himself.

    Hermione found herself unable to focus on her classes for most of the day. She was too busy thinking of her recent streak of bed-wetting. She just didn’t think that the “coincidence” excuse was valid. She pressed her brain for any other reasons for why she could’ve started wetting the bed. The only reason she could think of was, once again, stress. She then realized that the only thing stressing her out currently, was the problem she thought could be caused by stress. That really didn’t make much sense to the young witch, so she dismissed stress as a cause and was back where she started. In Potions class, she forced herself to forget about her current problems so she could pay more attention and not make any more mistakes like she did yesterday. As she entered the dreary room, she saw Malfoy give her that smug, “I know something you don’t know” look. She put that out of her mind and took her seat next to her friends as Snape entered the classroom.

    “Will there be anymore mistakes today Ms. Granger?” Snape asked with a look of contempt.

    “No, sir” Hermione answered, suppressing her anger.

    “Good, good” Snape replied with a feigned look of content.

    The class went on as usual, with Hermione making sure that she did everything right. She was relieved to discover that there was no problems with her potion-making. She left the class as normal, albeit with a few more smug glances from Malfoy. She tried to find the meaning in those seemingly evil stares, but the meaning seemed to pass her by. She left the potions class at the end of the period and went to her next class

    A few hours later

    It was once again time for Hermione’s “History Of Magic” class. She decided to use the class as a chance to think about her nighttime incidences. When class started, she made it look like she was writing notes, but in reality she was just writing random words and scribbles. The basis of her thought problem was what to do if it happened again that night. After much deliberation, she decided that if it happened again that night, she would go talk with Madam Pomfrey about it. As that decision presented itself, Hermione felt a sense of relief. Following that relief, there was a feeling of warmth, specifically around her crotch, and another feeling that would be classified as wetness. The second that the cogs in her mind put 2 and 2 together, she started to sweat profusely, and her legs began to tremble. She looked down at her crotch and nearly swore out loud when she saw the stain on her pants.

    “Crap!” She thought to herself. “I just wet myself in the middle of class! What the hell is happening to me?”

    She held back her tears and quietly used an all too familiar spell to clean her clothes. She didn’t worry about the one to get rid of the smell of urine, because the satin wasn’t there long enough to create an odor. She quickly looked around the room to see if anybody had noticed anything amiss. She didn’t anybody that looked like they saw something, and if anybody had, they were hiding it very well. She now knew that she would have to go see Madam Pomfrey later that day to try and figure out what is wrong with her.

    “I hope that Madam Pomfrey has something that can get rid of my problem” Hermione thought to herself.

    A few minutes later, class ended and the students left the room.

    “Hey Hermione, are you okay?” Harry asked. “You looked a little nervous back there.”

    “N-no, I’m f-fine.” Hermione stammered.

    “You sure?” asked Ron. “You’re kinda stammering right now.”

    “I’m just t-tired, that’s all.” she mumbled, not too convincingly.

    “Okay, as long as you’re fine” Harry responded, not believing her for a second.

    Hermione just smiled weakly and followed the boys to their next class. She knew that later that evening, she would have to meet Madam Pomfrey to discuss an issue she didn’t want anybody but herself to know about. She just sighed inwardly and continued along.

    As much as she was dreading it, Hermione knew that she had to discuss the issue with Madam Pomfrey. She walked up to her office door and knocked. Madam Pomfrey promptly opened the door and saw Hermione standing their, looking embarrassed.

    “Can I help you?” Madam Pomfrey asked.

    “Er, I have a problem.” Hermione stuttered. “Could you help me?”\

    “Of course!” Madam Pomfrey answered. “What’s the problem?”

    “Well, it’s kind of embarrassing.” Hermione replied, blushing.

    “Oh” Madam Pomfrey replied “Come into my office”

    Hermione followed Madam Pomfrey into her office and sat down in the chair that Madam Pomfrey gestured at.

    “What’s the problem” Madam Pomfrey asked comfortingly.

    “Well, lately I’ve been having a, um, problem with, um, wetting my bed.” Hermione said, with a face redder than an apple.

    “Oh” Madam Pomfrey replied

    “And I just wet myself in class a few hours ago” Hermione added.

    “While you were awake?” Madam Pomfrey asked.

    “Yes” replied Hermione.

    “Hmm” Madam Pomfrey said, looking deep in thought. “Please stand over there”

    Hermione walked over to where Madam Pomfrey pointed, and waited for further instructions. Madam Pomfrey took out her wand and aimed it at Hermione.

    “Malade Revalare!”

    Hermione found herself surrounded by a white aura. After a few seconds the aura turned green and vanished.

    “Well, a green aura means you are not sick” Madam Pomfrey stated “This problem must be something else.”

    “Like what?” Hermione asked.

    “Most likely mental” Madam Pomfrey replied.

    “Just like I thought” Hermione thought to herself.

    “Can you help me?” Hermione asked.

    “Well,” Madam Pomfrey replied “I can’t tamper with your mind to help you. I guess I have something, but you won’t like it.”

    “If it helps me, I’ll take it” Hermione replied.

    “Okay” replied Madam Pomfrey “I’ll go get it”

    As she said that, Madam Pomfrey summoned a ladder. Hermione looked up for the first time and was amazed. The office seemed to extend up forever with shelves of magic and medicinal things. Madam Pomfrey climbed the giant ladder for a while until she was out of sight.

    “WATCH OUT!” yelled Madam Pomfrey.

    Hermione saw a small black dot grow larger until it was in clear view. Hermione jumped out of the way as the black glass orb shattered on the floor of the office. Not knowing what it was, Hermione did not want to touch it.

    A few minutes later, Madam Pomfrey descended the ladder.

    “Sorry about that” Madam Pomfrey said as she magically fixed the orb and flew it up to its respective location. “I need to be more careful”

    She handed Hermione a package. Hermione took the package and noticed that it felt squishy and crinkly.

    “What is this?” Hermione asked.

    “Err, Incontinence briefs, or as you might know them as, diapers” Madam Pomfrey said.

    Hermione’s blushed intensely. “Diapers!” Hermione almost shouted.

    “Yes” Madam Pomfrey replied. “I know you don’t like them, but it’s either diapers or wet pants.”

    “I’ll take the diapers” Hermione replied reluctantly.

    “Good” Madam Pomfrey replied. “Do you need me to help you put one on?”

    “No!” Hermione answered almost instantly. “I can do it myself.”

    “Okay” Madam Pomfrey replied “If you need more, just come and ask.”

    “Okay, thanks” Hermione said, not looking too happy.

    She left the office with her package, and looked distraught that there existed no magical solution to her problem. “What’s the point of magic if it can’t solve your problems” She thought to herself. She walked down the corridor on the way to the Gryffindor common room and sighed to herself. Her problem just got more complicated.

    Hermione went into the Common Room, and stealthily ran to the Girl’s Dorm before anybody noticed the “package” she was holding. It was still a little early to go to sleep, so she placed the diapers under her bed and went back down to the Common Room to socialize with her friends.

    The rest of the night went smoothly, and eventually Hermione said Goodnight and retired to her bed. She made sure that she was the first girl there, so that she wouldn’t be seen by anybody. She climbed into her bed and closed the curtain, just in case. She then took off her pants and underwear, and grabbed the bag under her bed. She opened the package and removed one of the diapers inside of it. She felt the diaper with her hands. It was a weird plastic/cloth like feeling. She psyched herself up, and went to put it on.

    “I recognize that I need these at night, but I refuse to wear these during the day.” Hermione said to herself. “I still have a little dignity left.”

    After her speech, Hermione took the disposable and slid it under her naked bum. She then pulled the other side over her naked front and taped the sides tightly. After she finished she sat up to admire her work.

    “These aren’t so bad” She thought to herself “It’s like wearing a thin pillow.”

    She felt the front of the diaper a few times and couldn’t help but smile as she smacked the front very hard, but didn’t feel any pain. She then finished changing into her night clothes and placed her diapers under the bed. She found herself falling asleep a few minutes later. As she slept her thumb entered her mouth and she began to suck on it. That night she had the same dream that she had the night before.

    Hermione woke up the next morning, removing her thumb from her mouth with a look of embarrassment, and looked exuberant when she didn’t feel that her pants were wet. She pulled off her blanket, and sure enough, her pants were dry. Then she remembered what she was wearing under her pants. She slid her hand down the waistband of her diaper and pulled it back when she felt the wetness. Her diaper was thoroughly soaked. As she stood up, she realized that she had to go to the bathroom. She got a weird impulse which told her to use her diaper. The urge was so overpowering that she had to obey. She relaxed her bladder, and felt the warm liquid rush to the absorbent garment. After she was finished, she felt ashamed for what she did, and wanted to get out of her diaper as soon as possible. Making sure there was nobody in the room, she dropped her pants and was amazed at how large the diaper now was. All the urine it had absorbed made it expand in size. Hermione then peeled off the wet garment and used a spell to send it to a garbage dump far away. She then summoned a few moist towelettes to clean the urine on her groin, and a few napkins to dry off.

    After a quick shower, Hermione changed into her clothes for the day. She went to grab a pair of underwear, but she got another strange impulse. This urge told her to wear a diaper, instead of panties. She didn’t want to, but the impulse got stronger and stronger until she found herself grabbing a diaper from her bag under her bed and laid her naked rear on it. She taped up the sides and pulled her pants up. As she did so, the impulse went away, and the feeling of shame returned.

    “I’m not a baby” Hermione thought to herself “I don’t need these during the day”

    As she went to drop her pants to take off the diaper, she mysteriously stopped.

    “Well, I guess there’s no reason to take it off and waste it” She thought to herself “I’ll just wear it for the rest of day and overnight. That way I won’t waste one” She didn’t realize, however, that she would have to take the diaper off in order to go to the bathroom.

    Hermione looked down at her waist and realized that the pants did a very good job at reducing the bulge the diaper produced. In fact, you couldn’t realize that she was wearing a diaper unless you were actually looking for it. Since nobody knew of her new garments, that wouldn’t be a problem. Hermione then exited the dorm and went down to the Common Room, not noticing the slight waddle she had from the diaper.

    Hermione walked into the common room, greeting all her fellow Gryffindors and scanning the room to see if anybody had noticed her diaper. Nobody seemed to have, so Hermione left to go get breakfast.

    Down in the Great Hall, Hermione met Ron and Harry and the three began consuming their breakfasts. The trio discussed many things, including their homework and their classes for the day. Near the end of breakfast, Hermione felt a familiar feeling of pressure. She had to go to the bathroom. She decided to once again use the diaper for it’s intended purpose, instead of getting up to find a restroom. She relaxed her bladder with significantly less effort than she had earlier that morning, and let out a sigh of relief at the easing of the pressure. Hermione’s first class of the day was to begin soon, so she said good-bye to the boys and left for class.

    “Did you notice anything weird about how Hermione walked?” Asked Harry.

    “No” replied Ron “Did you?”

    “Yeah” Harry answered “It looked like she was waddling a little bit”

    “Don’t lie” Ron replied “You were checking out her ass”

    “Shut up” Harry said, slugging Ron in the shoulder.

    Meanwhile, Hermione was walking to her class, noticing how weird it felt to wear a wet diaper. She knew that she couldn’t change for a while, because she didn’t bring any diapers with her. Lucky for her, she was starting to like the feeling of the wet diaper. She knew she should be repulsed, but she couldn’t help but feel a sense of delight at walking around in a wet diaper. The same type of delight that a young child feels after doing something naughty and not being caught.

    A few minutes later, Hermione entered her class, but found her attention waning. She no longer had the drive to pay attention to what her boring old teacher had to say. She didn’t even understand half of what he was talking about. She just wanted to play with the paper airplane she made out of her notes. She was so absorbed in the airplane, that she didn’t even noticed as she urinated in her diaper. Eventually, she began to draw some stares as she was pretending to destroy her textbook with imaginary bullets from her paper airplane. Her teacher looked over at her, wondering what she was doing.

    “Having fun, Ms. Granger?” The teacher asked

    “Yup!” Hermione replied, not tearing her eyes away from her toy.

    “Please stop playing, and pay attention to me!” The teacher responded, losing his patience.

    “But you’re boring” Hermione replied, with a noticable lisp.

    The rest of the students looked at the teacher, enjoying this unusual spectacle.

    “As boring as I may be, I think you want to pass my class, correct?” The teacher replied, with a face redder than a tomato.

    “Whatever” Hermione answered, becoming bored with her plane.

    Her teacher now looked like he was going to explode.

    “If you do not care, then I request that you leave my class, IMMEDIATELY!” The teacher responded as calmly as possible, under the circumstances.

    “Doody-head” Hermione replied, shoving her supplies into her bag as unorganized as possible, and getting up to leave the room.

    As she left, the teacher sighed, wondering what the problem was with his usually exemplary student.

    There was still about an hour left until Hermione’s next class, so she decided to spend the rest of that time in the Gryffindor common room. By the time she reached the common room, there was about 50 minutes left. Nobody was in the common room, so she went upstairs to change out of her wet diaper. She dropped her pants, and saw that her diaper had engorged itself on her urine to grow quite a bit larger. She went to take it off, but couldn’t figure out how to do so. Even though she had done it earlier that morning, she couldn’t remember how to take it off. She struggled for a few minutes, about to throw a temper tantrum, but then decided she didn’t care. She managed to pull up her pants, not without a few problems, and crawled her way back to the common room. She managed to pull herself up on the couch, and fell asleep, once again sucking her thumb.

    Hermione woke up from her nap some time later. As she sat up, she looked around the common room for other people, not realizing that she was still sucking her thumb. The earlier day was just a blur to her and she still couldn’t figure out why she was sleeping on the common room couch. As she stood up, she realized how wet her diaper really was. She walked up the stairs to get changed, and noticed how much she really waddled. Anybody looking at her would notice that she was wearing a diaper. Hermione dropped her pants, and saw just how large the diaper was. She peeled it off, and banished it away. She then summoned a few baby wipes, and cleaned herself off. She then realized that she had a bit of irritation down there.

    “Oh great” She thought to herself “I’m getting diaper rash”

    To help prevent the diaper rash, Hermione summoned some baby powder and powdered herself. She then put on a clean diaper. Compared to her large, wet diaper, this diaper seemed to be as thin as her panties. Hermione looked at the time and realized that she had been asleep for about 2 hours.

    “Crap!” She stated out loud. “I missed two classes. Why the hell was I here sleeping?”

    She continued to think about that when she realized that her History of Magic class began in just 5 minutes. She grabbed her bag, and ran out of the room, only coming when she realized that she had forgotten to put her pants back on.

    She made it to class on time, and met with Harry and Ron in their usual seats.

    “Where were you, Hermione?” Ron asked “You missed Potions”

    “Er, I was sleeping” Hermione replied.

    “Sleeping?” Harry asked “Why were you asleep?”

    “I don’t know“ Said Hermione “The last thing I remember is going to my first class, then I woke up on the common room couch”

    “That’s strange” Ron stated “Do you feel alright?”

    “Yeah, I feel fine” Hermione replied.

    “Ok” said Harry, still feeling skeptical.

    As the class went on, Hermione made sure to pay attention. She was starting to fall behind, and she didn’t want to let her grade become too low. As she was writing some notes, she felt moisture around her crotch. She blushed as she realized that she had just wet her diaper without any warning or indication. She pushed that out of her mind and continued to take notes on the lesson.

    At the end of the class, the trio left to go to dinner. At dinner, Hermione found herself hard-pressed to eat much. She just wasn’t that hungry. As she went to drink a glass of pumpkin juice, she ended up spilling most of it on her.

    “Nice going, Hermione” Ron laughed, with a face full of food. “You should be drinking from a baby bottle”

    “Shut up, Ron“ Hermione replied, while cleaning herself up.

    As the dinner wore on, Hermione found herself fascinated with the idea of drinking from a bottle. She tried to push the idea from her mind, but the thought lingered with her for quite a while. After dinner, the three went up to the common room, and did their homework. After finishing, the three said good-night and left for their respective beds. When Hermione entered the girl’s dorm, she realized that she was the last girl. The others had already fallen asleep. Hermione then went to change into a new diaper as quietly as possible. When she removed her pants, she noticed that she must have wet her diaper more than the one time she felt it in class. She felt embarrassed that she had wet without realizing it, but pushed the thought out of her mind and changed into a new diaper. She changed into her night clothes, but stalled when she went to put on her pants. For some reason, she thought that she should sleep with her diaper exposed. She tried to dismiss the thought, but it lingered in her mind with such intensity that she hopped into her bed without realizing that she never put her pants on. As she fell asleep, she once again began to suck on her thumb.

    The next morning, Hermione woke up and saw that her diaper was wet and yellow. She blushed when she realized that she wasn’t wearing any pants. After she sat up, she took her thumb out of her mouth and changed into new diaper, noticing that the baby powder was helping with her diaper rash. She made sure that she put pants on, and went down to the common room. She met Harry, Ron and Hermione and the three went down to breakfast. Down at breakfast, Hermione once again started to think about drinking from a baby bottle. She tried to put the thought out of her mind, but it was so intense, she didn’t even attempt to drink from her normal cup.

    After breakfast, Hermione went to her first class. During that class, she felt lightheaded. Because of her lightheadedness, she was unable to write coherently, or even think clearly. She didn’t even think she’d be able to walk if she tried. The lightheadedness became so severe, she didn’t even realize as she passed out.

    Hermione woke up a few minutes before the class was scheduled to end. She once again found herself sucking her thumb, but it didn’t seem like anybody saw her since she sat in the back of the class. She noticed that her lightheadedness had gone away, and found that she could walk, albeit a little wobbly. She left the class, and felt her lightheadedness return. She wobbled to the common room, forgetting that she still had classes, and fell into her bed, hoping the world would stop spinning. When she thought she was fine she sat up, and tried to figure out what was happening. Hermione then remembered that she hadn’t drunken anything all day. She thought that might have been the problem, so she grabbed her wand to summon a glass of water. As she went to do it, however, the nagging thought of a baby bottle returned. In order to rid her mind of the thought, she summoned a baby bottle full of warm milk, and began to suckle. She didn’t stop until she had finished the milk and then magically refilled it. After the second round, she dropped the bottle on the bed, and just sat there, sucking her thumb.

    After about 20 minutes, she realized what she was doing, and tried to stop. Hermione found that she was unable to stop, however, and grabbed her wand with her free hand. She tried to do something to get her thumb out of her mouth, but instead she ended up summoning a pacifier. She was then able to take her thumb out of her mouth, and used her drool-covered hand to put the pacifier in her mouth. She sat there sucking on it, not realizing that she was peeing as she did so.

    Later, she realized that her diaper was wet, and went to go change it. She took off her pants, and ended up falling off the bed in her attempt to grab a diaper. When she hit the ground, she instantly started crying like a baby. After a few minutes of crying, she started to calm down as the pain resided. When she fully stopped crying, she forgot why she was on the floor to begin with. She crawled around the room, playing with anything she could get her hands on. As she was playing with a book that she found, she started speaking in random baby babble. As she did, she felt her stomach rumble and felt a weird feeling on her butt. A few seconds later, she smelt something foul. Not realizing that smell was coming from her diaper, she crawled around, trying to find the source of the foul aroma. After awhile, she crawled into her bed and fell asleep, wearing nothing but a shirt and a wet/messy diaper, and sucking on a pacifier.

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    Hermione opened her eyes and looked around. As she looked out the window, she saw how bright it was outside.

    “It’s bright this morning” Hermione thought to herself, not realizing it was the afernoon.

    She rubbed her eyes and realized that there was something in her mouth. She pulled the pacifier out of her mouth, wondering where it came from. She placed the pacifier under her bed, next to her diapers. As she sat up, she felt something weird. It was as if she was sitting on something squishy. She felt the area around her rear to check for something. She didn’t find anything until her hand ran over her diaper. She felt a lump on the back of her diaper, and tried to figure out what was in the diaper to cause the lump. It was at that moment in which she smelt something foul. Her brain put 2 and 2 together, and she wanted to vomit.

    “I crapped myself in my sleep!?” He cried, tearing up.

    After that, she remembered what she had done before she went to sleep. She remembered that she felt lightheaded during class, and then went to the common room, for some inexplicable reason. She also remembered her inability to change into a fresh diaper. She also remembered that she was crawling around the room, and doing babyish things. Then she remembered that she was looking for something which had a foul smell. She realized that that must have been when she messed herself.

    “I wasn’t sleeping, I was wide awake and didn’t even realize what I was doing!” Hermione cried.

    Wiping the tears from her eyes, Hermione got up and banished the diaper from her skin, not bothering to take it off. She grimaced at the sticky gunk still stuck to her bare rear. She grabbed a few baby wipes and wiped herself off very thoroughly, front and back. Still not satisfied, Hermione took a shower. During the shower, Hermione started to think about reasons for her babyish behavior earlier that day. As she did, she realized that she was currently peeing uncontrollably. She was unable to stop herself, or even slow it down She washed her groin area, and finished showering. She got out of the shower, wearing nothing but a towel around herself. She grabbed a diaper from under her bed, noting to herself that she only had 1 left. She took a mental note to get some more from Madam Pomfrey later that night. She went through the whole diapering process, making sure to use a lot of baby powder on her still irritated crotch. She grabbed some clothes, and changed into them, realizing that she had class in just a few minutes. Her nap had already cost her 2 classes today, and she was determined not to miss any more classes. She grabbed her books and booked it for class.

    Class went on normally, except for the fact that Hermione wet herself without noticing it, once again. In fact the rest of the day went smoothly. Hermione ate dinner without a hitch. After dinner, Hermione remembered that she had to go get some more diapers from Madam Pomfrey. As she went up to Madam Pomfrey’s office, she noticed that she was feeling lightheaded. It was nowhere near as bad as earlier that day, so she just shrugged it off and continued to Madam Pomfrey’s office. She knocked at Madam Pomfrey’s door, and waited for her to answer a few seconds later.

    “Hello, dear” Madam Pomfrey said. “What do you need?”

    “I need some more, uh, protection” Hermione responded.

    “That was fast” Madam Pomfrey answered “It’s only been a few days, and there were quite a few in that pack. If you’ve been using 1 per night, they should of lasted for a few more weeks.”

    “I know, but I’m no longer just using them at night.” Hermione responded, blushing.

    “I see,” Madam Pomfrey replied, looking deep in thought “Did your daytime control go away?”

    “Yeah” Hermione answered, starting to feel lightheaded again. “I started wetting during the day, and decided to wear the diapers as a precaution. Now, I have no control at all.”

    “Ok” Madam Pomfrey stated. “Let me go get another pack for you”

    Hermione watched as Madam Pomfrey climbed up her ladder again until she was out of view. A few minutes later, Madam Pomfrey descended the ladder with another package in her hand. This one looked slightly different, but she couldn’t figure out what was different. Madam Pomfrey handed her the package.

    “Listen, Hermione” Madam Pomfrey said. “I’ve kept your problem a secret, but if your incontinence doesn’t go away soon, I need to get you some medical help. More help than I alone can give.”

    “I understand” Hermione replied, looking distraught at the thought of people knowing.

    “Also, the diapers I have given you are slightly thicker, so they can hold more” Madam Pomfrey said.

    “Ok” Hermione replied.

    “Are you wet right now?” Madam Pomfrey asked. “Your diaper looks larger than it should”

    “Yes, I am” Hermione replied, feeling the wetness on her crotch. Hermione blushed when she realized that someone looking at her would be able to notice how thick her diaper was.

    “Well,” Madam Pomfrey said, ripping open the package and pulling out a thick diaper. “I’ll leave the room so you can change.” She handed Hermione the diaper and left the room.

    As Hermione grabbed the thick diaper, she realized her lightheadedness had returned. As Madam Pomfrey left the room, Hermione dropped her pants and went to take off her diaper. As she did, she stopped when she realized that she didn’t know how. She looked nervous as she tried slapping the diaper, as if that would work. After a few minutes of useless attempts, Madam Pomfrey knocked on her office door.

    “Hermione, are you okay dear? You’ve been in there for a while.” Madam Pomfrey said.

    “I’m just having trouble getting my diaper off” Hermione responded, surprised at her own straightforwardness.

    Hermione’s eyes opened in surprise as Madam Pomfrey opened the door and walked in.

    “Here, let me help you” Madam Pomfrey said. “These tapes can get stuck sometimes”

    Hermione found herself unable to say no, so she just nodded weakly.

    Madam Pomfrey told Hermione to lie down. Hermione complied. Madam Pomfrey undid the tapes on the diaper and slid it out form Hermione’s rear. Hermione blushed as she realized she was naked from the waist down. Madam Pomfrey summoned some baby wipes and wiped Hermione’s crotch until it was clean. Then she applied a generous proportion of baby powder on Hermione. Afterwards, she grabbed Hermione’s ankles with her hand and lifted her legs into the air. She then put some baby powder on her butt and grabbed the thick diaper. She slid it under Hermione and lowered her legs. After she was done, she pulled the front of the diaper up and over her crotch and taped the sides together. She then patted the front of the diaper and help Hermione stand up. Hermione thanked Madam Pomfrey weakly, and put her pants back on.

    “Not a problem, dear.” Madam Pomfrey replied “If you need me to change you again, just come see me.”

    “Ok” Hermione said, not planning to do such a thing.

    Hermione left Madam Pomfrey’s office with her bag of thick diapers in hand, heading for the common room.

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    “Not helping” Harry replied, sounding annoyed.

    “I know”, Hermione interjected. “But I’m not use to failure.”


    Both Harry and Ron knew it was time to shut up. They just looked at each other and walked out the door to their next class. By the time they got to their “History of Magic” class, Hermione seemed fine. In fact, as Harry noticed, she seemed to have a childlike exuberance surrounding her. She was skipping around, and had to be told repeatedly which way the class was. During class, she didn’t look like she understood anything that the Professor was telling the class. Her notes were just scribbles, and Harry even caught her sucking her thumb at one point. After class, Hermione had a look of normalcy about her.

    “Hermione, are you okay?”, Harry said, looking concerned and confused.

    “I told you before, I’m fine.” Hermione stated, looking annoyed.

    “Not about that.”, Harry replied. “I meant about what happened on the way to class and during class.”

    “What are you talking about, Harry?” Hermione asked, looking confused.

    “You were acting like a little kid, Hermione.” Harry said. “You skipped around, talked like a child, and even sucked your thumb once!”

    “I did no such thing, Harry.” Hermione replied. “You must be going bonkers.”

    “You saw it, didn’t you Ron?” Harry asked.

    “You should know I don’t pay attention in class, Harry”, Ron said, “Not even to you and Hermione”

    “Come on, guys”,Hermione stated, “We better get to class before we’re late”

    The group left, leaving Harry confused and wanting answers.

    “Just what the hell was going on today?”, he thought to himself, as he followed his friends to their next class.

    The rest of the day went just as any other day would. Hermione was acting perfectly normal, leading Harry to believe that he was just imagining her childish behavior. He put it out of his mind, and started his assignments. A few minutes later, Hermione said good-night and went to bed. She looked nervous as she changed and laid down, afraid of a repeat of the earlier day’s problem. She did her best to ignore it, and went to sleep. During her sleep, she had a weird dream. She was in a baby’s highchair, being fed by Harry. She tried to say something, but all that came out was baby babble. She started to throw a tantrum to get Harry’s attention, but doing so knocked over her baby bottle filled with warm milk, which spilled all over her crotch area.

    “Looks like the baby made a little mess,” Harry cooed.

    Harry then lifted Hermione out of the highchair and laid her down on a plastic changing mat. He then took off her pants and underwear, and grabbed a baby wipe. Even though Hermione wanted to fight what was happening, she found herself unable to move. Harry then wiped her crotch with the baby wipe, and sprinkled some baby powder on her. Hermione knew what was next, but was helpless to fight it. Harry grabbed a large disposable diaper and slid it under Hermione’s bare bottom. He then taped up the sides of the diaper and lifted Hermione into the air effortlessly. He put her back into the highchair, and put a pacifier into her mouth. She tried to spit it out, but she found herself unable to do so. While Harry was refilling Hermione’s baby bottle, she felt a squishy feeling between her legs. She hit the front of her diaper, and realized it was wet. She had wet without realizing it! She found herself able to cry at that moment, and cry she did.

    “Looks like somebody has a wet diaper,” Harry cooed, as the dreamworld faded away.

    Hermione woke up drenched with sweat and breathing hard. At least she thought she was drenched in sweat. She became aware that she was not wet with sweat when she got a whiff of the air. She could smell urine. Her heart beat faster and she began to sweat profusely as she lifted her covers, hoping she was imagining the smell of urine. Her heart plummeted and her eyes became teary as she saw the big stain on her night clothes and bed. A quick glance around told her she was the last one in the dorm, so she wouldn’t have to explain the smell to anyone. She quickly did the same spells she did yesterday to clean her clothes and bed, and also get rid of the urine smell in the air. She was distraught at the circumstances. If she had only wet once, she could pass it off as an accident, but the second time in a row couldn’t be an accident. Then she remembered her dream, and how vividly the feeling of her wet diaper felt. Maybe it was just a coincidence after all! The first time was an accident and the second time was caused by her dream. That made the 17 year old witch happy as she changed into her clothes for the day.

    Harry and Ron were in the common room, waiting for Hermione so that the three could go and get breakfast. Harry saw Hermione come down the steps with a spring in her step, and worryingly saw that childlike glimpse in her eye again. It wasn’t as intense as the day before, but it was still there.

    “Finally,” Ron said. “We almost missed breakfast because of you!”

    “Oh, stow it,” Hermione replied. “You didn’t have to wait for me, you know.”

    “Whatever,” Ron stated. “Let’s just get some food.”

    Down at breakfast, Harry noticed Hermione acting kind of childishly. Not as extreme as yesterday, but her table manners seemed to have gone out the window. Despite the plethora of food on her face, her napkin remained untouched. She was drawing a few stares from the people sitting close by, but she didn’t seem to care. She continued to scarf down her food, much like giving a sack of ham sandwiches to a hobo. As Harry was watching, he saw the look in her eyes fade, and her face turn red. She quickly swallowed the large chunk of food in her mouth, and wiped her face down with the napkin.

    “That was embarrassing.” She thought to herself.

    “This is going to be another long day” Harry told himself.

    Hermione found herself unable to focus on her classes for most of the day. She was too busy thinking of her recent streak of bed-wetting. She just didn’t think that the “coincidence” excuse was valid. She pressed her brain for any other reasons for why she could’ve started wetting the bed. The only reason she could think of was, once again, stress. She then realized that the only thing stressing her out currently, was the problem she thought could be caused by stress. That really didn’t make much sense to the young witch, so she dismissed stress as a cause and was back where she started. In Potions class, she forced herself to forget about her current problems so she could pay more attention and not make any more mistakes like she did yesterday. As she entered the dreary room, she saw Malfoy give her that smug, “I know something you don’t know” look. She put that out of her mind and took her seat next to her friends as Snape entered the classroom.

    “Will there be anymore mistakes today Ms. Granger?” Snape asked with a look of contempt.

    “No, sir” Hermione answered, suppressing her anger.

    “Good, good” Snape replied with a feigned look of content.

    The class went on as usual, with Hermione making sure that she did everything right. She was relieved to discover that there was no problems with her potion-making. She left the class as normal, albeit with a few more smug glances from Malfoy. She tried to find the meaning in those seemingly evil stares, but the meaning seemed to pass her by. She left the potions class at the end of the period and went to her next class

    A few hours later

    It was once again time for Hermione’s “History Of Magic” class. She decided to use the class as a chance to think about her nighttime incidences. When class started, she made it look like she was writing notes, but in reality she was just writing random words and scribbles. The basis of her thought problem was what to do if it happened again that night. After much deliberation, she decided that if it happened again that night, she would go talk with Madam Pomfrey about it. As that decision presented itself, Hermione felt a sense of relief. Following that relief, there was a feeling of warmth, specifically around her crotch, and another feeling that would be classified as wetness. The second that the cogs in her mind put 2 and 2 together, she started to sweat profusely, and her legs began to tremble. She looked down at her crotch and nearly swore out loud when she saw the stain on her pants.

    “Crap!” She thought to herself. “I just wet myself in the middle of class! What the hell is happening to me?”

    She held back her tears and quietly used an all too familiar spell to clean her clothes. She didn’t worry about the one to get rid of the smell of urine, because the satin wasn’t there long enough to create an odor. She quickly looked around the room to see if anybody had noticed anything amiss. She didn’t anybody that looked like they saw something, and if anybody had, they were hiding it very well. She now knew that she would have to go see Madam Pomfrey later that day to try and figure out what is wrong with her.

    “I hope that Madam Pomfrey has something that can get rid of my problem” Hermione thought to herself.

    A few minutes later, class ended and the students left the room.

    “Hey Hermione, are you okay?” Harry asked. “You looked a little nervous back there.”

    “N-no, I’m f-fine.” Hermione stammered.

    “You sure?” asked Ron. “You’re kinda stammering right now.”

    “I’m just t-tired, that’s all.” she mumbled, not too convincingly.

    “Okay, as long as you’re fine” Harry responded, not believing her for a second.

    Hermione just smiled weakly and followed the boys to their next class. She knew that later that evening, she would have to meet Madam Pomfrey to discuss an issue she didn’t want anybody but herself to know about. She just sighed inwardly and continued along.

    As much as she was dreading it, Hermione knew that she had to discuss the issue with Madam Pomfrey. She walked up to her office door and knocked. Madam Pomfrey promptly opened the door and saw Hermione standing their, looking embarrassed.

    “Can I help you?” Madam Pomfrey asked.

    “Er, I have a problem.” Hermione stuttered. “Could you help me?”\

    “Of course!” Madam Pomfrey answered. “What’s the problem?”

    “Well, it’s kind of embarrassing.” Hermione replied, blushing.

    “Oh” Madam Pomfrey replied “Come into my office”

    Hermione followed Madam Pomfrey into her office and sat down in the chair that Madam Pomfrey gestured at.

    “What’s the problem” Madam Pomfrey asked comfortingly.

    “Well, lately I’ve been having a, um, problem with, um, wetting my bed.” Hermione said, with a face redder than an apple.

    “Oh” Madam Pomfrey replied

    “And I just wet myself in class a few hours ago” Hermione added.

    “While you were awake?” Madam Pomfrey asked.

    “Yes” replied Hermione.

    “Hmm” Madam Pomfrey said, looking deep in thought. “Please stand over there”

    Hermione walked over to where Madam Pomfrey pointed, and waited for further instructions. Madam Pomfrey took out her wand and aimed it at Hermione.

    “Malade Revalare!”

    Hermione found herself surrounded by a white aura. After a few seconds the aura turned green and vanished.

    “Well, a green aura means you are not sick” Madam Pomfrey stated “This problem must be something else.”

    “Like what?” Hermione asked.

    “Most likely mental” Madam Pomfrey replied.

    “Just like I thought” Hermione thought to herself.

    “Can you help me?” Hermione asked.

    “Well,” Madam Pomfrey replied “I can’t tamper with your mind to help you. I guess I have something, but you won’t like it.”

    “If it helps me, I’ll take it” Hermione replied.

    “Okay” replied Madam Pomfrey “I’ll go get it”

    As she said that, Madam Pomfrey summoned a ladder. Hermione looked up for the first time and was amazed. The office seemed to extend up forever with shelves of magic and medicinal things. Madam Pomfrey climbed the giant ladder for a while until she was out of sight.

    “WATCH OUT!” yelled Madam Pomfrey.

    Hermione saw a small black dot grow larger until it was in clear view. Hermione jumped out of the way as the black glass orb shattered on the floor of the office. Not knowing what it was, Hermione did not want to touch it.

    A few minutes later, Madam Pomfrey descended the ladder.

    “Sorry about that” Madam Pomfrey said as she magically fixed the orb and flew it up to its respective location. “I need to be more careful”

    She handed Hermione a package. Hermione took the package and noticed that it felt squishy and crinkly.

    “What is this?” Hermione asked.

    “Err, Incontinence briefs, or as you might know them as, diapers” Madam Pomfrey said.

    Hermione’s blushed intensely. “Diapers!” Hermione almost shouted.

    “Yes” Madam Pomfrey replied. “I know you don’t like them, but it’s either diapers or wet pants.”

    “I’ll take the diapers” Hermione replied reluctantly.

    “Good” Madam Pomfrey replied. “Do you need me to help you put one on?”

    “No!” Hermione answered almost instantly. “I can do it myself.”

    “Okay” Madam Pomfrey replied “If you need more, just come and ask.”

    “Okay, thanks” Hermione said, not looking too happy.

    She left the office with her package, and looked distraught that there existed no magical solution to her problem. “What’s the point of magic if it can’t solve your problems” She thought to herself. She walked down the corridor on the way to the Gryffindor common room and sighed to herself. Her problem just got more complicated.

    Hermione went into the Common Room, and stealthily ran to the Girl’s Dorm before anybody noticed the “package” she was holding. It was still a little early to go to sleep, so she placed the diapers under her bed and went back down to the Common Room to socialize with her friends.

    The rest of the night went smoothly, and eventually Hermione said Goodnight and retired to her bed. She made sure that she was the first girl there, so that she wouldn’t be seen by anybody. She climbed into her bed and closed the curtain, just in case. She then took off her pants and underwear, and grabbed the bag under her bed. She opened the package and removed one of the diapers inside of it. She felt the diaper with her hands. It was a weird plastic/cloth like feeling. She psyched herself up, and went to put it on.

    “I recognize that I need these at night, but I refuse to wear these during the day.” Hermione said to herself. “I still have a little dignity left.”

    After her speech, Hermione took the disposable and slid it under her naked bum. She then pulled the other side over her naked front and taped the sides tightly. After she finished she sat up to admire her work.

    “These aren’t so bad” She thought to herself “It’s like wearing a thin pillow.”

    She felt the front of the diaper a few times and couldn’t help but smile as she smacked the front very hard, but didn’t feel any pain. She then finished changing into her night clothes and placed her diapers under the bed. She found herself falling asleep a few minutes later. As she slept her thumb entered her mouth and she began to suck on it. That night she had the same dream that she had the night before.

    Hermione woke up the next morning, removing her thumb from her mouth with a look of embarrassment, and looked exuberant when she didn’t feel that her pants were wet. She pulled off her blanket, and sure enough, her pants were dry. Then she remembered what she was wearing under her pants. She slid her hand down the waistband of her diaper and pulled it back when she felt the wetness. Her diaper was thoroughly soaked. As she stood up, she realized that she had to go to the bathroom. She got a weird impulse which told her to use her diaper. The urge was so overpowering that she had to obey. She relaxed her bladder, and felt the warm liquid rush to the absorbent garment. After she was finished, she felt ashamed for what she did, and wanted to get out of her diaper as soon as possible. Making sure there was nobody in the room, she dropped her pants and was amazed at how large the diaper now was. All the urine it had absorbed made it expand in size. Hermione then peeled off the wet garment and used a spell to send it to a garbage dump far away. She then summoned a few moist towelettes to clean the urine on her groin, and a few napkins to dry off.

    After a quick shower, Hermione changed into her clothes for the day. She went to grab a pair of underwear, but she got another strange impulse. This urge told her to wear a diaper, instead of panties. She didn’t want to, but the impulse got stronger and stronger until she found herself grabbing a diaper from her bag under her bed and laid her naked rear on it. She taped up the sides and pulled her pants up. As she did so, the impulse went away, and the feeling of shame returned.

    “I’m not a baby” Hermione thought to herself “I don’t need these during the day”

    As she went to drop her pants to take off the diaper, she mysteriously stopped.

    “Well, I guess there’s no reason to take it off and waste it” She thought to herself “I’ll just wear it for the rest of day and overnight. That way I won’t waste one” She didn’t realize, however, that she would have to take the diaper off in order to go to the bathroom.

    Hermione looked down at her waist and realized that the pants did a very good job at reducing the bulge the diaper produced. In fact, you couldn’t realize that she was wearing a diaper unless you were actually looking for it. Since nobody knew of her new garments, that wouldn’t be a problem. Hermione then exited the dorm and went down to the Common Room, not noticing the slight waddle she had from the diaper.

    Hermione walked into the common room, greeting all her fellow Gryffindors and scanning the room to see if anybody had noticed her diaper. Nobody seemed to have, so Hermione left to go get breakfast.

    Down in the Great Hall, Hermione met Ron and Harry and the three began consuming their breakfasts. The trio discussed many things, including their homework and their classes for the day. Near the end of breakfast, Hermione felt a familiar feeling of pressure. She had to go to the bathroom. She decided to once again use the diaper for it’s intended purpose, instead of getting up to find a restroom. She relaxed her bladder with significantly less effort than she had earlier that morning, and let out a sigh of relief at the easing of the pressure. Hermione’s first class of the day was to begin soon, so she said good-bye to the boys and left for class.

    “Did you notice anything weird about how Hermione walked?” Asked Harry.

    “No” replied Ron “Did you?”

    “Yeah” Harry answered “It looked like she was waddling a little bit”

    “Don’t lie” Ron replied “You were checking out her ass”

    “Shut up” Harry said, slugging Ron in the shoulder.

    Meanwhile, Hermione was walking to her class, noticing how weird it felt to wear a wet diaper. She knew that she couldn’t change for a while, because she didn’t bring any diapers with her. Lucky for her, she was starting to like the feeling of the wet diaper. She knew she should be repulsed, but she couldn’t help but feel a sense of delight at walking around in a wet diaper. The same type of delight that a young child feels after doing something naughty and not being caught.

    A few minutes later, Hermione entered her class, but found her attention waning. She no longer had the drive to pay attention to what her boring old teacher had to say. She didn’t even understand half of what he was talking about. She just wanted to play with the paper airplane she made out of her notes. She was so absorbed in the airplane, that she didn’t even noticed as she urinated in her diaper. Eventually, she began to draw some stares as she was pretending to destroy her textbook with imaginary bullets from her paper airplane. Her teacher looked over at her, wondering what she was doing.

    “Having fun, Ms. Granger?” The teacher asked

    “Yup!” Hermione replied, not tearing her eyes away from her toy.

    “Please stop playing, and pay attention to me!” The teacher responded, losing his patience.

    “But you’re boring” Hermione replied, with a noticable lisp.

    The rest of the students looked at the teacher, enjoying this unusual spectacle.

    “As boring as I may be, I think you want to pass my class, correct?” The teacher replied, with a face redder than a tomato.

    “Whatever” Hermione answered, becoming bored with her plane.

    Her teacher now looked like he was going to explode.

    “If you do not care, then I request that you leave my class, IMMEDIATELY!” The teacher responded as calmly as possible, under the circumstances.

    “Doody-head” Hermione replied, shoving her supplies into her bag as unorganized as possible, and getting up to leave the room.

    As she left, the teacher sighed, wondering what the problem was with his usually exemplary student.

    There was still about an hour left until Hermione’s next class, so she decided to spend the rest of that time in the Gryffindor common room. By the time she reached the common room, there was about 50 minutes left. Nobody was in the common room, so she went upstairs to change out of her wet diaper. She dropped her pants, and saw that her diaper had engorged itself on her urine to grow quite a bit larger. She went to take it off, but couldn’t figure out how to do so. Even though she had done it earlier that morning, she couldn’t remember how to take it off. She struggled for a few minutes, about to throw a temper tantrum, but then decided she didn’t care. She managed to pull up her pants, not without a few problems, and crawled her way back to the common room. She managed to pull herself up on the couch, and fell asleep, once again sucking her thumb.

    Hermione woke up from her nap some time later. As she sat up, she looked around the common room for other people, not realizing that she was still sucking her thumb. The earlier day was just a blur to her and she still couldn’t figure out why she was sleeping on the common room couch. As she stood up, she realized how wet her diaper really was. She walked up the stairs to get changed, and noticed how much she really waddled. Anybody looking at her would notice that she was wearing a diaper. Hermione dropped her pants, and saw just how large the diaper was. She peeled it off, and banished it away. She then summoned a few baby wipes, and cleaned herself off. She then realized that she had a bit of irritation down there.

    “Oh great” She thought to herself “I’m getting diaper rash”

    To help prevent the diaper rash, Hermione summoned some baby powder and powdered herself. She then put on a clean diaper. Compared to her large, wet diaper, this diaper seemed to be as thin as her panties. Hermione looked at the time and realized that she had been asleep for about 2 hours.

    “Crap!” She stated out loud. “I missed two classes. Why the hell was I here sleeping?”

    She continued to think about that when she realized that her History of Magic class began in just 5 minutes. She grabbed her bag, and ran out of the room, only coming when she realized that she had forgotten to put her pants back on.

    She made it to class on time, and met with Harry and Ron in their usual seats.

    “Where were you, Hermione?” Ron asked “You missed Potions”

    “Er, I was sleeping” Hermione replied.

    “Sleeping?” Harry asked “Why were you asleep?”

    “I don’t know“ Said Hermione “The last thing I remember is going to my first class, then I woke up on the common room couch”

    “That’s strange” Ron stated “Do you feel alright?”

    “Yeah, I feel fine” Hermione replied.

    “Ok” said Harry, still feeling skeptical.

    As the class went on, Hermione made sure to pay attention. She was starting to fall behind, and she didn’t want to let her grade become too low. As she was writing some notes, she felt moisture around her crotch. She blushed as she realized that she had just wet her diaper without any warning or indication. She pushed that out of her mind and continued to take notes on the lesson.

    At the end of the class, the trio left to go to dinner. At dinner, Hermione found herself hard-pressed to eat much. She just wasn’t that hungry. As she went to drink a glass of pumpkin juice, she ended up spilling most of it on her.

    “Nice going, Hermione” Ron laughed, with a face full of food. “You should be drinking from a baby bottle”

    “Shut up, Ron“ Hermione replied, while cleaning herself up.

    As the dinner wore on, Hermione found herself fascinated with the idea of drinking from a bottle. She tried to push the idea from her mind, but the thought lingered with her for quite a while. After dinner, the three went up to the common room, and did their homework. After finishing, the three said good-night and left for their respective beds. When Hermione entered the girl’s dorm, she realized that she was the last girl. The others had already fallen asleep. Hermione then went to change into a new diaper as quietly as possible. When she removed her pants, she noticed that she must have wet her diaper more than the one time she felt it in class. She felt embarrassed that she had wet without realizing it, but pushed the thought out of her mind and changed into a new diaper. She changed into her night clothes, but stalled when she went to put on her pants. For some reason, she thought that she should sleep with her diaper exposed. She tried to dismiss the thought, but it lingered in her mind with such intensity that she hopped into her bed without realizing that she never put her pants on. As she fell asleep, she once again began to suck on her thumb.

    The next morning, Hermione woke up and saw that her diaper was wet and yellow. She blushed when she realized that she wasn’t wearing any pants. After she sat up, she took her thumb out of her mouth and changed into new diaper, noticing that the baby powder was helping with her diaper rash. She made sure that she put pants on, and went down to the common room. She met Harry, Ron and Hermione and the three went down to breakfast. Down at breakfast, Hermione once again started to think about drinking from a baby bottle. She tried to put the thought out of her mind, but it was so intense, she didn’t even attempt to drink from her normal cup.

    After breakfast, Hermione went to her first class. During that class, she felt lightheaded. Because of her lightheadedness, she was unable to write coherently, or even think clearly. She didn’t even think she’d be able to walk if she tried. The lightheadedness became so severe, she didn’t even realize as she passed out.

    Hermione woke up a few minutes before the class was scheduled to end. She once again found herself sucking her thumb, but it didn’t seem like anybody saw her since she sat in the back of the class. She noticed that her lightheadedness had gone away, and found that she could walk, albeit a little wobbly. She left the class, and felt her lightheadedness return. She wobbled to the common room, forgetting that she still had classes, and fell into her bed, hoping the world would stop spinning. When she thought she was fine she sat up, and tried to figure out what was happening. Hermione then remembered that she hadn’t drunken anything all day. She thought that might have been the problem, so she grabbed her wand to summon a glass of water. As she went to do it, however, the nagging thought of a baby bottle returned. In order to rid her mind of the thought, she summoned a baby bottle full of warm milk, and began to suckle. She didn’t stop until she had finished the milk and then magically refilled it. After the second round, she dropped the bottle on the bed, and just sat there, sucking her thumb.

    After about 20 minutes, she realized what she was doing, and tried to stop. Hermione found that she was unable to stop, however, and grabbed her wand with her free hand. She tried to do something to get her thumb out of her mouth, but instead she ended up summoning a pacifier. She was then able to take her thumb out of her mouth, and used her drool-covered hand to put the pacifier in her mouth. She sat there sucking on it, not realizing that she was peeing as she did so.

    Later, she realized that her diaper was wet, and went to go change it. She took off her pants, and ended up falling off the bed in her attempt to grab a diaper. When she hit the ground, she instantly started crying like a baby. After a few minutes of crying, she started to calm down as the pain resided. When she fully stopped crying, she forgot why she was on the floor to begin with. She crawled around the room, playing with anything she could get her hands on. As she was playing with a book that she found, she started speaking in random baby babble. As she did, she felt her stomach rumble and felt a weird feeling on her butt. A few seconds later, she smelt something foul. Not realizing that smell was coming from her diaper, she crawled around, trying to find the source of the foul aroma. After awhile, she crawled into her bed and fell asleep, wearing nothing but a shirt and a wet/messy diaper, and sucking on a pacifier.
    I believe it is used to...
    Anyway,what's wrong with Hermione?
    Wetting the bed? Gross!
    Well, the nice thing is this: your chapters are VERYYYYYYYYY LONGGGGGGG!
    Which is nice...
    Back online. It's a new start.

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    As she walked to the common room, Hermione couldn’t help but think about having her diaper changed by Madam Pomfrey. She knew she shouldn’t like it, but she couldn’t help but want it to happen again. She tried to put the thought out of her mind as she enteredthe common room. When she entered, she saw that almost everybody was busy doing her homework. She joined Harry and Ron and together the three of them managed to finish at a reasonable time. Once, she thought she saw Harry looking at her waist with an odd look on his face, but she dismissed the thought and continued working. When they were done, Hermione excused herself and went up to her room. In her room, Hermione dropped her pants, and looked at her wet diaper.

    “I can’t believe I forgot how to take off my diaper before!” Hermione said to herself. “All I have to do is undo the tapes”

    Hermione undid the tapes, and banished the diaper away. She then changed herself into a clean diaper, once again making sure to use a generous amount of baby powder. When she was done, she admired her work, and sat up. When she did, she realized just how thick these new diapers were. When sitting down, she couldn’t bring her legs together to touch each other. She sat up, not bothering to put on a pair of pants, and reached under her bed for her pacifier. She didn’t know why she did it, it was just pure instinct to her. She jumped into her bed and popped it into her mouth after using her wand to clean it off. In her bed, she found the baby bottle that she was using earlier. She filled it with warm milk and took her pacifier out of her mouth in order to suckle on the bottle. When it was empty, she let it fall to her side, and she returned her pacifier to its position in her mouth. She fell asleep a few minutes later.

    That night she had the same dream that she had been having every night. The only difference was that this time, her dream force didn’t struggle against Harry, she liked the baby treatment. As the dream went on, Hermione’s dream self had forgotten that she was a 17 year old teenager. For all she cared, she was a baby, completely dependent on someone else for everything.

    The next morning. Hermione woke up, and remembered the dream. She tried to find the meaning behind it, but she was unable to. She changed herself into a fresh diaper, and remembered that today was her day off. She took the pacifier out of her mouth and placed it next to her diaper package under her bed. After that, she changed into her clothes for the day and went down for breakfast.

    After breakfast, she decided to go back to the common room. As she walked, she realized that she had wet her diaper. On her way to the common room, she turned down a path that she tried to will herself not to. As she was walking down the path, she saw the door ahead. She tried to stop herself, but her legs kept going. She reached the door, and knocked. A few seconds later, the door opened and Madam Pomfrey stood in the doorway.

    “Hello, dear” She said. “Surely you are not out of protection yet?”

    “No” Hermione answered.

    “Then what’s the problem, dear?” Madam Pomfrey asked.

    “Could you change my diaper?” Hermione blurted out. After she said that, she felt like kicking herself. She reached into her bag and pulled out a spare diaper.

    “Oh, uh, Ok” Madam Pomfrey answered, looking bewildered.

    Hermione followed her inside her office and laid down. Madam Pomfrey pulled her pants down and undid the tapes on the diaper. As Madam Pomfrey slid the diaper out from under her, she looked at Hermione.

    “Why didn’t you tell me you were having trouble controlling your bowels?” She asked

    “What do you mean?” Hermione asked.

    “You had a bowel movement in your diaper.” Madam Pomfrey said bluntly.

    As Madam Pomfrey was saying that, the smell wafted over to Hermione. She tried to fight back tears, but she was having trouble not crying. Madam Pomfrey saw this and looked concerned.

    “You didn’t even realize it?” Madam Pomfrey asked.

    “No” Hermione stated, fighting back tears.

    “I’m concerned” Madam Pomfrey said.

    “Please don’t tell anybody, It was only an accident. It won’t happen again, I promise.” Hermione cried.

    “Well, I’ll take your word for it. But if it happens again, I will have no choice but to report this to somebody of higher authority” Madam Pomfrey stated.

    “Ok” Hermione replied.

    Madam Pomfrey finished changing the poor girl, and helped her back into her pants.

    “Thanks” Hermione said, blushing.

    “No problem, dear.” Madam Pomfrey replied. “My door is always open”

    “Ok” Hermione answered.

    Hermione left Madam Pomfrey’s office and headed for the common room, trying to figure out what was wrong with her.

    Hermione walked into the common room, still embarrassed about asking Madam Pomfrey for a change. She happily remembered that today was a day off, so she decided to take a nap. For some unknown reason, she had been taking naps more frequently; as if her sleep schedule demanded it. Her sleep schedule hasn’t changed in the recent weeks, however, so she chalked it up to stress. She dropped her pants in order to check her diaper. Even though she had it changed just 10 minutes ago, it was already wet. She sighed and went through the process of changing her diaper. After she was done, she climbed into bed, not bothering to put her pants back on. She tried to fall asleep but found herself unable to. She realized the problem a few minutes later. She reached under her bed to grab her pacifier. She popped it into her mouth, after using her wand to clean it of course. She fell asleep a few seconds later.

    She had the dream once again, but this time, her dream self also had a had a messy diaper changed, instead of just a wet one.

    She woke up about an hour later in pain. She looked around and realized that she was on the floor.

    “Ow.” Hermione said, pacifier still in her mouth “I fell out of bed.”

    She sat up, and went back to the bed. She got in, and realized that she was thirsty. She grabbed her bottle from under the bed. She filled it with warm milk and cleaned the nipple off. She took her pacifier out of her mouth and replaced it with the baby bottle. She drank the milk and put the bottle back where she found it. A few seconds later, sleep filled her eyes.

    She once again found herself waking up with a thud and filled with pain. She was still tired, so she didn’t even get up. But before she could fall back asleep, she heard someone running up the stairs. She then realized that she wasn’t wearing any pants, and flew back into her bed. She threw the blanket onto herself an feigned sleep, holding onto the blanket just in case. The visitor finished her climb up the stairs and yelled in a familiar voice

    “Hermione!”

    Hermione figured that if she didn’t pretend to wake up, her visitor would try to get her up with more vigor. Perhaps to the extent of pulling the blanket off and exposing her soiled diaper. Hermione sat up and rubbed her eyes, as if she was just getting up.

    “What is it Ginny?” She asked the red-haired witch.

    “It’s the first snow of the season” Ginny replied excitedly.

    Hermione looked out the window, and sure enough, it was snowing heavily. She saw many people on Hogwarts’ grounds playing in the snow.

    “Come on, Hermione. Let’s go out in the snow.” Ginny replied, tugging on Hermione’s arm.

    “I need to get changed first.” Hermione said, hoping Ginny wouldn’t realize the double meaning behind it.

    “Well, then hurry up” Ginny replied.

    “Er, could you leave so I can get changed then?” Hermione asked.

    “Don’t be such a baby, Hermione” Ginny said, causing Hermione to blush. “We’re both girls here.”

    “I know” Hermione replied “I’m just not comfortable getting changed with another girl in the room.”

    “Whatever” Ginny replied, sniffing the air. “Hey, what’s that smell?”

    Hermione took a whiff of the air and realized the stench. It was the smell of feces. Hermione blushed and began to sweat profusely.

    “I don’t sm-smell anything” Hermione stammered.

    “Oh, ok then” Ginny replied, leaving the room.

    Hermione closed the door and locked it, just in case Ginny decided to return prematurely. Hermione then looked down at her wet diaper and felt the back of it. Sure enough, there was a lump. She sighed when she realized that she had soiled herself. She quietly untaped the diaper, not sure if Ginny was waiting outside the door or down in the common room. Hermione then banished the diaper and used her and to clean the fecal matter off of her rear. She used some baby wipes to make sure it was all gone, and then used 1 more to clean her crotch. When she was done, she quietly sat down on a fresh diaper, trying to avoid the crinkling. There was a small crinkle, but nothing too severe. She powdered herself, this time making sure to powder her rear, just like Madam Pomfrey had done. She then quietly taped up the diaper and pulled her pants up. She didn’t want to make it seem like she lied to Ginny, so she put on a new, heavier shirt. She unlocked the door and opened it, only to come face to face with the redheaded 16 year old.

    “What took so long?” Ginny asked ”It looks like you only changed your shirt”

    “I couldn’t decide which one to wear” Hermione lied.

    “Oh” Ginny said “But what was that crinkly sound?”

    “Oh, uh, my bra” Hermione blurted out, mentally kicking herself for such a stupid lie.

    “Your bra crinkles?” Ginny asked, confused.

    “Uh, yeah” Hermione replied “It’s a special bra”

    “Special, how so?” Ginny asked.

    “It’s, uh, softer and more comfortable” Hermione replied.

    “Oh, that’s kinda weird” Ginny laughed. “It’s like wearing a diaper around your breasts”

    “Uh, yeah, a diaper” Hermione said, with a weak chuckle.

    The 2 girls left Hermione’s room and headed for outside.

    Hermione opened the door which led outside and was assaulted by a blast of frigid air. The snow was falling down, mostly likely at a rate of about 5 inches per hour. She stepped into the snow and her boot sunk about 4 inches into the fresh snow. Right at that moment, Hermione felt 2 hands on her back and then a shove. She fell face first into the snow. She pulled herself back up and gave Ginny a stare evil enough to melt concrete. Ginny was in the process of laughing her *** off, not noticing Hermione reach down into the snow. Ginny’s laughter ended when a snowball found its way from Hermione’s hand to Ginny’s face.

    “Nice shot, Hermione” Ron yelled, coming out of nowhere.

    “Shut up, Ron” Ginny shouted, wiping snow out of her eyes.

    “But it’s true” Ron replied. “She nailed you in the face”

    Ginny replied with a snowball in Ron’s face. Then all hell broke loose. The snowballs flew everywhere. Nobody was safe as long as Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Ginny were in a furious snowball fight.

    After about 3 hours, the group was getting tired, and the number of snowballs flying was decreasing minute by minute. Harry created a perfect snowball, and was trying to decide who to hit with it. He looked over at Hermione and saw that she was bending over to get a snowball. Her rear was facing him. To Harry, there might as well have been a bull’s-eye painted on the back of her pants. As he was about to throw his snowball, he noticed something weird sticking out of the back of her pants. It was white, and kinda thick. Way too thick to be panties. Little did he know, he was looking at the top of her diaper. By the time he was finished thinking, Hermione had stood up and turned around. His target gone, he lobbed the snowball at Ron’s head and knocked him over.

    Meanwhile, Hermione noticed that her diaper seemed amazingly thick right now. She realized that romping around in the snow has allowed her pants to get wet. All the moisture of the snow had been absorbed into her diaper, causing it to expand. As she noticed that, she felt a snowball hit her in the head, causing her to fall onto her butt. As she did, she felt herself peeing into her diaper. When she finished, she stood up and saw that the snow under her was yellow. Because her diaper had absorbed all the water of the snow, there was no room for her pee. She hurriedly buried her shameful stain and continued fighting.

    After about another hour, the four had tired to the point of lethargy. They decided to end the snowball fight and go inside. Hermione wobbled her way inside, due to her super-thick diaper.

    “Why are you wobbling, Hermione?” Harry asked.

    “I’m just tired” Hermione lied.

    “Oh” replied Harry, feigning belief.

    When they went inside, they grabbed themselves a few glasses of hot chocolate, and scarfed them down. Hermione, afraid of wetting her supersaturated diaper, decided to excuse herself to get changed. In her room, she dropped her wet pants with a plop, and untaped her wet diaper. As she did, she was assaulted with an all-to-familiar smell.

    “Not again” Hermione said to herself “I can’t even control my bowels anymore”

    She sighed and continued changing into a new diaper. She then changed the into dry clothes and rejoined her friends in the common room. She saw that they too were now dry, although still wearing the same clothes. Hermione deduced that they must have used their wands.

    “Why didn’t you use your magic to dry off, Hermione?” Ginny asked “You didn’t have to change into new clothes”

    “I know” Hermione replied “But, uh, that sweater I was wearing was kinda itchy.”

    “Oh, that makes sense” Ginny said, satisfied.

    The four of them talked for about 30 minutes before Hermione started to nod off. The others also looked tired, but Hermione was in danger of falling asleep any second now.

    “I think I’m going to go take a nap” Hermione yawned. “I’m exhausted”\

    “A nap?” Ron asked “What are you, 3”

    “Shut up, Ron.” Hermione said “I’m tired”

    “Me too, but you don’t see me taking a nap like a toddler” Ron said

    “Shut up” Ginny said, slugging Ron in the shoulder “Let the girl sleep”

    “Whatever” Ron replied, rubbing his hurt shoulder.

    Hermione laughed and retired to her room. When she had closed her door, she wanted to just collapse on her bed. She thought better then that however, and decided to check her diaper. She stuck 2 fingers down the front of her diaper and realized that they were wet. She sighed and dropped her pants. Her diaper wasn’t too wet, but she decided to change in order to prevent another case of diaper rash. She took her diaper off and banished it, almost falling asleep as she did so. She realized that she needed to hurry, or she might fall asleep right there and then. For a reason unknown to her, she immediately grabbed and cleaned her pacifier, popping it in her mouth immediately afterwards. She then used a baby wipe to clean her crotch and grabbed a new diaper. She sat on the open garment and powdered her groin and buttocks. At that moment, she fell asleep, naked from the waist down, with a powdered crotch, and laying on an open diaper.

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    No, sorry, I don't think this is suitable for both the younger people of this forum and as a fan fiction of general. When something is rated R, you need permission to post it and this reads like amateur pornography. Quite frankly, this is...well, it's a really ham-fisted approach to a fanfic. It certainly has the 'fan' part down fine; only a fan would do something of this caliber.

    A memory loss potion that causes Hermione to act like a baby? It's a thinly-veiled excuse so you can carry out your bizarre fetishes for diapers (and furthermore, Hogwarts is in England and we call them nappies) and pretty girls in them. Description is inconsistent; you skate over major details like 'What is Hogwarts?'; 'Who are Harry, Ron and Hermione?'; 'What do they look like?' etc. (Most of the world knows about Harry Potter but that's no excuse to leave out description), yet you're all too happy to go into detail on Hermione's diaper-related incidents. That just outlines how great your fetish is so that it overshadows the entire fic itself. Your last fic involved a pre-pubescent Misty in diapers so it doesn't really look like you're changing your writing ability, more akin to flogging it like a dead horse.
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    Hermione woke up to a knock on the door.

    “Hurry up, Hermione” Ginny yelled “Dinner starts soon”

    “I’m coming” Hermione yawned

    She sat up, realizing she was not in her bed. She thought she had fallen out again, but then she felt a breeze on her groin. She looked down and realized that she was naked from the waist down. She saw that she was sitting on an open diaper and realized that she must have fallen sleep while changing her diaper. The diaper she was laying on was wet with urine, as was the rug under her. Because her diaper was open, it was unable to absorb her pee. She sighed and banished the useless diaper away. She cleaned the rug with her wand. Hermione then used a few baby wipes to wipe her groin off, and powdered her crotch. She grabbed a new diaper and taped it on. She grabbed a pair of pants and hastily put them on.

    “Hurry up” Ginny yelled, behind the door.

    “I’m almost ready” Hermione yelled back.

    Satisfied that she was done, Hermione gave herself the once over and went to open the door. She opened the door and saw Ginny there, looking impatient

    “Took you long enough” Ginny said, and then smiled. “Cute accessary there, Hermione. Plan on going to dinner with that” Ginny pointed to Hermione’s mouth. Hermione blushed when she realized that she was still sucking on her pacifier. She pulled it out of her mouth and threw it into her room, as if that would make Ginny forget.

    “Don’t worry, Hermione. I won’t tell anyone.” Ginny laughed.

    “Good” Hermione said, still blushing immensely.

    The two girls headed down to dinner and met Harry and Ron.

    “Hey, Hermione” Ron said “Have a nice nap?”

    “Actually, yes I did” Hermione added, stick her tongue out at Ron.

    “Who changed your diaper?” Ron joked.

    “Shut up, Ron!” Hermione said, getting angry. She knew that he didn’t know that she wore diapers, but she didn’t like that he joked about it.

    “Geez, sorry” Ron said “I thought taking a nap made a baby less cranky.”

    “Idiot” Ginny interjected, once again slugging Ron in the shoulder

    The 4 of them ate dinner as if this was the last food they were ever going to get. Hermione once again refused to drink from her goblet. She preferred to drink from her baby bottle; at least she couldn’t spill all over herself if she drank from a baby bottle. The four finished their respective meals and retired to the common room in order to talk. Hermione excused herself on the way there, and made the turn to Madam Pomfrey’s office. She looked around the corridor to make sure that nobody was close by, and then checked the back of her diaper to see if there were any lumps. Satisfied that there weren’t, she summoned a yellow stick and stuck it down the back of her diaper. She pulled it back up and saw no fecal matter on it. She sighed with relief and knocked on Madam Pomfrey’s door. When the door opened, Hermione pulled a spare diaper from her bag.

    “Would you mind?” She asked Madam Pomfrey.

    “Of course not, dear” Madam Pomfrey replied, ushering Hermione in.

    Hermione knew that she was perfectly capable of changing her own diaper, but the feeling of having somebody else change her was so intense, it overcame the embarrassment that came with it. Madam Pomfrey pulled Hermione’s pants down and told her to lay down. Hermione complied, and felt Madam Pomfrey undo the sides of her diaper. She lifted Hermione’s rear in order to take the wet diaper away. She looked at the back of Hermione’s diaper and saw that it was clear of any feces.

    “Good girl” Madam Pomfrey stated “You didn’t have a bowel movement in your diaper, just like you promised”

    Hermione couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride at being told she was a good girl, even if the statement was more suited for a young child. All she could do was smile and say “Thank you”

    “Your welcome, dear” Madam Pomfrey replied. She finished changing Hermione into a new diaper, and smiled when she saw that Hermione was sucking her thumb without realizing it. Hermione stood up and was helped back into her pants by Madam Pomfrey. Hermione then realized that she was sucking her thumb, and hastily pulled it out of her mouth. Madam Pomfrey just smiled and sent her on her way.

    Hermione left the office and headed back for the common room, once again sticking her thumb in her mouth.

    Lucky for Hermione, she didn’t see anybody on the way from Madam Pomfrey’s office to the common room. If she had, they would have seen her sucking her thumb. She realized that she was sucking on the aforementioned digit just seconds before she reached the common room door. She took her thumb out of her mouth, and held it her pocket, just in case. She entered the common room, and saw her friends sitting and talking. She joined them, and together they talked about random things for a few hours. After that, they excused themselves and retired to their separate rooms. In her room, Hermione locked the door and took off her pants. She sat down and untaped her wet diaper. As she did, a familiar smell assaulted her nose. She sighed, and went through the process of wiping off the fecal matter from her buttocks and the urine from her groin. She banished the soiled diaper and sat on a new one. She powdered herself and taped up the diaper. When she was done, she hopped onto her bed and grabbed her baby bottle from under her bed. She filled it with milk and suckled until she finished it. She filled it up again and finished that too. When she placed the bottle in its usual resting place, her eyes began to droop. Before she fell asleep she grabbed and cleaned her pacifier, and then stuck it in her mouth. As she did, she nodded off.

    During her sleep, she once again had her familiar dream. This time, however, it was interrupted by a loud thud and a lot of pain. She opened her eyes to see that she was on the floor. She groaned and stood up. She tiptoed back into her bed and laid back down. She tried to think of an idea, and one eventually came to her. She took out her wand and transfigured her bed so that it had sides that were about half a foot tall. She felt another one of those weird impulses and acted on it, turning her bed into an adult-sized crib. She gasped and went to turn it back, but the baby mobile over her turned on. She stared at the spinning rabbits as “Rock-a-bye Baby” played in the background. She found herself captivated by the rabbits and fell asleep a few minutes later, hugging the big teddy bear she didn’t remember summoning.

    The next morning Hermione woke up and noticed the teddy bear she was hugging. She had a confused look on her face, and dropped it. She looked around and blushed when she realized that she had wanted to summon a crib. She didn’t unsummon it, however, but instead turned off the mobile and lowered the side. She got out and looked at the crib, realizing that it wasn’t very easy to miss. She had an idea and pulled out her wand.

    “Selectus invisibilis” She said.

    A blue beam emitted from her wand and surrounded the crib. When the beam went away, the crib still looked the same, but according to the spell it should. The spell she used was meant to make an object invisible to everybody except Hermione and anybody else she chose. Hermione only wanted it to be visible to her, so everybody else would see her regular bed. She couldn’t think of a way to test it without risking somebody see a crib, so she just hoped for the best and went through the process of changing her diaper. She pulled her pants up when she was done and placed her pacifier in its usual resting place. She went downstairs and saw Ginny waiting for her.

    “You’re so slow” Ginny whined

    “You didn’t have to wait for me, you know?” Hermione answered.

    “Yes I do, you’d cry if I didn’t wait” Ginny smirked

    “Yeah, ok” Hermione said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

    Together, the 2 girls laughed and headed for breakfa

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    Breakfast went smoothly for the group, as did the rest of the day. Hermione noted that it was the least eventful day in a few weeks. No lightheadedness, no unexplained behavior, and no missing her classes. The only problem she had was realizing when she started to suck her thumb. She stopped herself every time that she did it, but she still had the problem of doing it in the first place. Dinner was normal, except for the fact that Hermione refused to drink from a goblet once again.

    After dinner, Hermione made the turn to Madam Pomfrey’s office. On her way, she made sure that she hadn’t soiled herself. Satisfied that she hadn’t, Hermione continued towards her office. Hermione knocked at the door. A few seconds later, Madam Pomfrey answered. Hermione just held her spare diaper out in front of her and smiled. Madam Pomfrey got the message and led Hermione in. Madam Pomfrey took off Hermione’s pants and went through the process of changing her diaper. When she was done, She helped Hermione into her pants and sent her on her way. Hermione thanked her and left for the common room.

    At the common room, Hermione had begun her homework. About half of the way through an essay, she began to feel lightheaded. She thought she was just tired and continued working. A few minutes later, she realized that she was no longer writing any letters, just scribbles. She looked confused, but then realized that she could no longer read what she had written before. She still could recognize the letters, but to her they were meaningless. She stopped herself from crying in order to not start a scene, but she couldn’t stop herself from sucking her thumb. She quickly grabbed her things and went upstairs, hoping nobody saw her thumb-sucking.

    She reached her room and closed the door behind her, forgetting to lock it. As she entered her room, her lightheaded ness returned, and she fell to her knees. She didn’t want to attempt to stand up so she just crawled to her crib. She reached under her crib and pulled out her pacifier, baby bottle, diapers and diaper changing supplies. Hermione pulled her pants off and undid the tapes of her diaper. As she did so, her lightheadedness increased, and she looked confused. She didn’t know what to do now. She grabbed the new diaper, but no longer knew what to do with it. She just giggled and threw it across the room. She then grabbed the bottle of baby powder, and laughed as she swung the bottle around, spraying baby powder everywhere. She found her pacifier and placed it in her mouth. Hermione crawled around the room and sat down in front of her crib, not realizing she was peeing on the carpet as she did so. Hermione then started throwing things around the room, giggling as she did so. She found her wand in her pants pocket and, not knowing what it is, starts pointing it at things and babbling. She had pointed at the crib, and unbeknownst to her, she had undid the Selectus Invisibilis spell. The crib was now visible to anybody who walked into Hermione’s room.

    Hermione then unknowingly pointed the wand at herself and babbled again. This time, the wand made her shirt and bra disappear. Hermione’s infantile mind didn’t understand what breasts were, so she started to hit them to find out what they were. She began to cry when she found out that it hurt when she hit them. After a bit of crying, Hermione calmed down and began to crawl again. She crawled to the middle of her room, where she fell asleep at about 10 pm.

    At midnight, Ginny had just finished her homework. She realized that she had lent Hermione her favorite quill earlier that day, so she decided she would get it back. She went to Hermione’s room, and knocked on the door quietly, just in case Hermione was asleep. When no one answered, she figured that Hermione must have been sleeping. She tried the door, expecting it to be locked, but instead was surprised when she found it open. She opened the door, and quietly snuck in. What she saw astonished her. Hermione was naked and the room was a mess; A white powder that Ginny couldn’t identify was sprinkled everywhere, things were tossed all over, and there were odd stains all over the carpet, but under Hermione especially. Ginny also was confused about the crib in the room. Ginny looked over at Hermione and saw that she was currently peeing on the carpet.

    “What the hell is going on here?” Ginny thought to herself.

    Ginny turned around and saw a package of diapers on the floor.

    “Hermione wears diapers?” Ginny thought to herself. “I guess that explains why she takes forever to get changed all the time.”

    Ginny took a diaper out of the package and felt it. She looked over at Hermione and realized that if she didn’t diaper Hermione, nobody would. Ginny mustered up some willpower and began the process of changing Hermione. She slid the diaper under her and went to tape it up when she saw the bottle of baby powder laying not far away.

    “That’s what that white powder is” Ginny thought

    Ginny took the bottle but realized it was empty. She filled it with her wand and powdered Hermione’s crotch. She then pulled the diaper up over Hermione’s crotch and taped it up. She realized that it was too cold to just let Hermione sleep in only a diaper, so she decided to summon an outfit for her. She was about to summon a set of nightclothes suitable for a 17 year old, but stopped when she saw the crib. She thought she should make Hermione’s nightclothes suit the theme. Ginny then summoned a baby onesie. Ginny managed to get the sleeping Hermione into the onesie without waking her up. Ginny laughed at the infantile garment that Hermione was wearing. Then Ginny dropped the side of the crib and helped Hermione in. As she did, the mobile turned on and a lullaby started playing. Ginny giggled and raised the side again. She then looked at the sleeping girl and realized that she looked adorable in way that a 17 year old girl shouldn’t. Ginny then used her wand to clean the mess in Hermione’s room, including the pee stains on the carpet. Ginny then left the room, wondering how Hermione would react in the morning.

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    Good fic.


    God, I hate it when people hate on somebody just because they're different. Responding like that only proves they they are a ****ing dumba** for not following Serebii's most important and most frequently violated rule: IF YOU DON'T LIKE WHAT YOU SEE, DON'T FREAKIN READ IT!!!!!!.
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    I just said this fic is just an excuse for his diaper fetish. That's no bad thing but it feels too choppily described and all too easy to understand. In fact, the only times things are described thoroughly are during Hermione's infantile spells (no pun intended).

    And where is that rule written down? Kindly prove it's on this forum. As a writer, the author has to accept criticism; if it's bad and he's being praised for it (I'd say this is OK) then he's not really getting better is he? I'm just here to help. That's the whole point; stories are written, we offer advice. It's constructive criticism and if you tell me to stop, you're actually doing more harm than good for the author's writing prowess. And I'm all for things being different...in more ways than one.

    Oh, and I'll report you for flaming me when I'm just doing my job of giving advice. I wasn't insulting him, unlike you doing it to me, I was offering advice.
    Your image was too big. Read the rules before you add anything new to your sig.

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    Quote Originally Posted by MISTYFAN4EVER8887 View Post
    Good fic.


    God, I hate it when people hate on somebody just because they're different. Responding like that only proves they they are a ****ing dumba** for not following Serebii's most important and most frequently violated rule: IF YOU DON'T LIKE WHAT YOU SEE, DON'T FREAKIN READ IT!!!!!!.
    Actually the most violated rule on Serebii forums is the unwritten one. Obey the rules of the individual forum. Congratulations on breaking them.

    - “I like this fic” can and will be considered spam. This could be posted on any fanfiction showing nothing that you have read the work you posted on.

    Also calling someone a ****ing ******* despite the fact the the Doctor gave a proper review counts as flaming. There's another rule you've broken.

    The fact is that this is not a Harry Potter fic. It uses Harry Potter characters, poorly portrayed and not at all resembling their actual selves, but the loose plot could be put around any characters from any genre or subject. A pupil as clever as Hermione suddenly acting like a baby, and nobody has made any effort to reverse the spell? I see no furthering of the plot other than more baby filled antics, which are neither entertaining or suitable for this forum. Not only that, but if you are going to write a Harry Potter fanficiton, making sure you're using the correct words is a big deal. Nobody in the UK (where Harry Potter is set) wears diapers. They wear nappies. Get the words right.

    www.fanficiton.net might be more to your tastes, the quality required to post there is significantly lower.

    If you want this topic reopened, then provide a good argument why.

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