Hermione Granger & the Embarrassing Secret (Chapter 5) (Patreon)

Hermione sat with her friends near the fire in the Gryffindor common room. She drank yet another sip of her 3rd butterbeer, feeling the pressure growing in her bladder. 

Ron: Whoa Hermione, I’ve never see you so thirsty before! What’s going on?

He smiled as Harry and Ginny’s eyes turned to look at her. She felt like they could all see the nappy she was hiding under her uniform. Her thighs spread appart by the thick padding, her legs crossed. She offered them a light grin in return. Now increasingly needing the bathroom.

Hermione: Nothing. I hadn’t drank a lot in the Hall earlier, that’s all.

She looked over her shoulder. Lavender and Pavarti were hanging out a table, keeping an eye on her. Hermione knew they wouldn’t leave until she came back to them and asked Lavender ‘’in the manner of a child’’ to change her nappy for her. The first of seven dares she needed to complete was to wet herself in front of her friends, otherwise she would ‘’face consequences’’. 

Ron: Yeah you left early too, didn’t you? What was that about? 

Hermione: I was just tired, but now I’m feeling better, thanks. I ...

She gasped. Her bladder was about to release, but she didn’t want to do it while they were all looking at her. She needed to find a distraction. If she was going to wet herself then and there, she would do everything she could to make sure nobody would notice. 

Hermione: I... hum, hey! Harry, you have something on your face. Look!

Harry: What, where?

He wiped his chin. Ginny and Ron looked at him.

Ginny: There’s nothing there.

They all turned back at Hermione who was now desperate to pee. Shaking her legs to contain herself.

Hermione: Hum, there... on... your forehead. 

Harry: You mean my scar? I’ve always had this. It's a funny story actually,  when I was a baby my parents were murdered by the most evil wizard of all time... Thanks for bringing back the old memories...

Ron: What is wrong with you?

Hermione: I'm sorry I... I... Oh no.

After a few spasms she felt her body relieve itself. For the first time in years she was wetting herself while being wide awake. Although the first time she was 11 years old and facing a giant troll in the bathroom. This time she was much older and in front of her best friends. Peeing in her nappy. Even if she had wanted to, she couldn’t stop the flow. Her nappy was filling up. If she had worn a Pull-Up it would’ve definitely leaked.

Harry: What’s going on Hermione? You look strange...

Hermione: Nothing... nothing. Hum... Girls problem. Excuse me.

She got up, her nappy was heavy and warm, sagging between her legs. Fortunately her tights kept it out of sight. The crinkling that accompanied her steps before had morphed into a squishing sound. She walked over to Lavender’s table, staring at her feet the whole time.

Lavender : Yes Granger? Did you want to tell us something?

The young witch blushed. She had never felt this kind of humiliation before. There was about 10 people in the room and she did not want Lavender to put on a show, might as well get it over with. She leaned in to make sure she wouldn’t be heard and whispered, in her best attempt to mimick a child.

Hermione: I... I had an accident. Can I get a change?

Lavender: Why don’t you try this again and be more specific. And louder please. Call me Miss Brown.

Hermione swallowed. Both saliva and her pride as she held back tears. She wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of crying though.

Hermione: I went pee pee, Miss Brown. Can you change my nappy... please?

Parvati Patil burst into laughter. She couldn’t believe her ears. Hermione Granger, one of Hogwarts most brilliant students was wearing a nappy like a 2 year old, begging them for a change.

Lanvender: Well of course my poor sweetie. Let’s get you changed.

They both got up and Lavender took Hermione by the hand. The witch looked at her friends who were staring back at her in total disbelief. 

They entered the dormitory and closed the door. Hermione stood in the middle of the room, waiting anxiously for what was about to happen. The two other witches at their eyes locked on her.

Lavender: Well, what are you waiting for Granger? Show us that nappy of yours. Get her suitcase Parvati, her baby supplies are in there.

Hermione took off her shoes one by one, then slowly slid down her tights. 

Lavender: Skirt too. Come on, we don’t have all night. We’ll put you in something more comfortable. Get you ready for the night.

The girl obeyed. She undid her skirt and stepped out of it, exposing her thick, drenched nappy. A yellow spot had formed on the front of the all-white garment, which had Lavender giggling.

Lavender: ...and she said she didn’t need nappies in the daytime.

Parvati: Oh my Goodness, those are adorable!

She was searching through Hermione’s bag, holding a pair of unfolded Drynites, with flowers printed on it.

Lavender: I’m afraid these aren’t thick enough. Our little girl leaked through them earlier today and wet her knickers. Get her the big ones for night-time, maybe if she’s nice she’ll get to wear the trainers tomorrow. Now Mimi, lie on the bed, we’ll take care of you.

Hermione kept doing as she was told, hoping to speed things up to make sure nobody would walk in the room and see her like this. She lied on her bed and covered her face.

Lavender leaned over her like a dementor about to give her a kiss. Her slender fingers brushed the nappy, which was getting colder. She undid the tapes on the sides and took the soaking wet garment off. She cleaned her up with wipes and lifted her butt up to slide a clean nappy under it. 

At that exact moment, a helpless Hermione, lying on a nappy, her naked bum up in the air, heard wood creaking. She realized with horror that the dormitory door was opening.