Hogwarts Too Exposed - A Slytherin Among Us | By : Neil Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 8180 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Contestant number four was a girl you would consider given a sympathy vote. She hadrettretty face and what seemed like a beautiful personality. Yvonne’s body down to her waist was beautiful, but she had been given a butt terribly out of proportion with the balance of her body. The fact that she had gorgeous legs, if anything exasperated the situation.
Number five was the wisp of a girl who was built like a twig, but had the hair, face and smile of a goddess. You could almost hear everyone commenting that with a few pounds here and there, Felicite would be quite attractive. Contestant six had those few pounds here and there. It can be said of few people, but Sydney was a great deal more attractive nude than in the textiles she had chosen to wear.
It almost hurt you eyes to look at participant number seven. Although Odetta had an adequate figure, her skin was pale white and covered with freckles. It looked like this was the first day she had been out in the sun all year. Hermione even commented to Harry that she hoped the girl had put on a good suntan lotion.
In the looks category contestant number eight seemed to be Jamie’s strongest competition, but when she opened her mouth it was evident that there was a vacancy sign where her brain was located. Fluffy was British and therefore Harry could understand all the questions and answers. He greatly wished she had been French.
If this were a bodybuilding contest, Roz would have won instantly. Her arms and thighs were extremely muscular although her breasts seemed to have been diminished by her muscular chest. Harry turned his head to Hermione, the look on his face indicating he was quite turned off. “I realize not everyone is into the smooth look like you and Jamie, but doesn’t she ever groom,” he said nauseatingly. As Harry spoke Roz had flexed her muscles showing a good deal of underarm hair, but what had really turned Harry’s stomach was the over abundant amount of pubic hair.
Hermione suddenly became aware that she was staring at Roz and promptly turned her head toward Harry in disbelief. “I’m certainly no expert on the subject, nor have I ever actually really thought about it before, but I didn’t think it was possible for it to get that long and thick.”
Harry looked at Hermione beseechingly and she instantly knew what he was thinking. She quickly gave him a reassuring hug and kissed his eagerly awaiting lips. Then she whispered in his ear. “Don’t worry sweetheart. It’s gone forever. You and Jamie have converted me for life.”
They were about to kiss again when the emcee said, “And our last contestant, number ten, Jamie .”
Although every contestant had been greeted with polite applause; Jamie’s was much more than polite. It was apparent that she was the crowd’s favorite and the disparity between her and Roz seemed to only increase their passion for her.
As Jamie moved from position to position on the stage Hermione’s eyes surveyed the crowd. She noticed many men still had towels on their laps, but not Harry. He was simply applauding wildly. Hermione smiled to herself. He sees her now only as a sister that he loves and nothing more.
After Jamie was questioned by the emcee, the girls were all asked to come forward so that the judges could have one final look after which the girls huddled to the side of the stage as the judges made their verdicts.
As Harry watched the judges intently, Hermione watched Jamie and the other contestants. Jamie and contestant number five seemed to be joking with the girl that had shook her butt at the crowd. Although Hermione couldn’t hear the girls, it seemed that Jamie and contestant number five were telling the girl she had done it improperly and they were demonstrating the proper way to shake one’s rear. Hermione laughed as she watched the girls; envious at their lack of inhibitioust ust talking and fooling around not the least bit fretful that they were naked or at whom may be watching.
The judges quickly finished their assessment and the contestants were herded back to their positions on stage.
The MC first announced in French, then German and finally in English that today’s contest was only the first of five events that would decide this year’s winner. The second event would be a timed swimming of eight laps of the pool to be held tomorrow at noon.
He then announced the winners of the personality, pose and beauty portion of the contest. “In fourth place and awarded twenty-five points, contestant number five, Felicite.” She couldn’t believe she had finished as high as forth. Felicite jumped up and down screaming as the other contestants tried to congratulate her.
“Third place and fifty points are awarded to Chantal.” Chantal yelled and waved to her parents and then turned and shook her butt to the audience as if saying thank you.
“I like both those girls,” Hermione said softly to Harry. “Of course, I want Jamie to win, but I hope they place high.”
“In second place and awarded seventy-five points, number six, Sydney. And I give you today’s winner with one hundred points, contestant number ten, Jamie”
All the girls, with the exception of Roz, encircled Jamie and congratulated her. Roz simply walked off the stage despite the MC’s plea that they wanted to take more pictures.Roz Roz passed the pool, Caitlin and Emily continued to cheer enthusiastically. Roz stopped and glared momentarily at the girls.
“I wouldn’t get overly excited if I were you ‘Skipper’. This was only round one and I’ve never seen anyone win a swimming competition doing the doggy paddle.” She looked at Emily threateningly and said, “I hope you have a nice long tongue. I’m getting excited just thinking about it.” She walked off before Caitlin could say a word. Emily couldn’t talk either. She jumped out of the pool and ran toward the loo holding her hand over her mouth.
* * * * * *
Roz was correct; Caitlin and Emily’s celebration was short lived. Jamie, although she loved playing in the pool, had never had proper swimming lessons. She could keep herself afloat and make it from one end of the pool to the other, but eight laps was out of the question. Jamie had to be helped out of the pool after only completing three laps.
Roz finished first for one hundred points. Contestant number four, Yvonne, surprised the crowd with a second place finish and although they didn’t look anything like Olympic material, Felicite and Chantal managed to scratch out third and forth place respectively. Contestant number two dropped out of the contest, preferring to sit poolside and watch the other girls compete as she incessantly jabbed her finger inside her nose.
* * * * * *
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
“Dad, its not even six, Caitlin whined. “Why are you waking us up already? Did you forget that we’re on vacation?”
“I didn’t forget, but we have an exceedingly busy day in front of us. Your Mum and I are still alive in the tennis tournament, albeit in the losers bracket. We have a match at eight. Jamie’s exercise component of the competition takes place at eleven and then Hermione and I are playing volleyball at two,” Harry said without stopping to take a breath.
Caitlin smiled. “Admit it. You and Mum are having a great time.”
Harry looked at Caitlin quite seriously. “I’m not having a great time. I’m having a terrific time. It astonishes me how easily I’ve adapted and how much I love it here. If only your Mum….”
”If only she would take off her clothes” Caitlin finished Harry sentence. “I know she wants to.
Emily rolled over and looked teasing at Harry. “Getting accustomed to being around us in the buff aren’t you, Uncle Harry?”
Harry looked down not realizing he had walked into the girl’s room naked. “I’m sorry,” he started to say, quite flustered, before Emily interrupted.
“Get a grip. I’m just teasing. Forgetting about clothes and being comfortable naked is what it’s all about. If only Aunt Hermione could take that last step. She’s been as naked as the rest of us every day since we got here. All she has to do is say “Finite Incantatum”, she’s just afraid to let everyone else she her. And I for one will never figure out why. If I’m half as beautiful as her when I reach maturity, I’m going to personally send my pictures to Playwizard Magazine.”
Caitlin looked at Emily with a horrified expression. “Would you really do that? I mean pose in the altogether for pictures. Wouldn’t it embarrass you to have them passed around?”
Emily gave Caitlin a frustrated expression. “Why would you be willing to let someone see you physically naked, but be embarrassed to have them show photos of you that way?”
Harry gave Emily a bothered look, “I see your point, but I also understand where Caitlin is coming from. Since you both are a long way from maturity, I think we can safely table this discussion until another time. I know Hermione wants to take that last step. I wish there was a way we could help her.”
“I could always whisper “Finite Incantatum” as I stood next to her,” Jamie playfully suggested as she sat up in bed and started stretching. “Once she’s spent a day with people seeing her, I doubt she’d have a problem doing it again.”
“We could never do that,” Harry quickly retorted. “She’d never forgive us. This has to be of her doing. Now, th suf sufficient talk. Take care of what ever business you have in the loo and lets get our morning run underway.”
* * * * * *
“Harry, is the charm working?” Hermione asked.
“It’s working like a charm, Mione.” Harry gave Hermione an encouraging hug. It’s Wednesday; you’re running out of time. Why don’t you just take the charm off and walk out that door?”
Hermione stood for a moment looking at the door with determination in her eyes. Then she turned and said desperately, “I can’t. We’re playing both tennis and volleyball today. Can you imagine the exhibition I’d make of myself with these flying all over the place.” She cupped her amply breasts in her hands.
Harry looked at her as if mesmerized by the thought. “I think you’d look spectacular, but then I’m a man and I happen to think you’re the most beautiful living thing on earth.”
“Harry, you make me feel so extraordinary, but perhaps you should get your glasses checked before the fall session starts.” Hermione looked at the time. “We have an hour before our match begins. I’m going to go sit by the pool a bit.”
“I’ll meet you down there,” Harry said. “I skipped shaving this ing ing and now I feel a bit unkempt.”
After shaving Harry decided to take a fast shower and then he rushed down the stairs to meet Hermione. He hurriedly looked around the pool and when he finally located her, his jaw dropped in astonishment. She had actually done it; the charm was off. Hermione was naked and she was dazzling. Realizing that this had taken a great deal on daring on her part and so as not to make her self-conscious, he decide it best to not make a big deal about her nudity.
“Mione, you look fabulous,” he said. “Are you ready to kick our opponents butts?”
Hermione gave Harry a gently hug. “I’m ready partner,” she said eagerly as she rubbed her eyes. “ I must have dozed off waiting for you. I’d in all likelihood still be sleeping if I hadn’t just been splashed by some children.”
Hermione looked down to the end of the pool where the girls were playing with some of their friends. “ I want to tell the girls that we’re headed down to the court.”
Jamie couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw Hermione headed in her direction. “Caitlin! Emily! She did it!” Jamie shouted, elatedly. “Now don’t make any comments about it or you’ll make her uncomfortable.”
As Hermione and Harry walked up, the girls were all smiles. “Harry and I are off to our tennis match. Jamie, we’ll be back in plenty of time for you competition,” Hermione said.
Jamie looked at Hermione in awe. “You’re going to play like…. Good luck!” Jamie was astonished. It had taken Hermione all this time just to let people she her naked and now she was straight away going to play tennis.
“Mum, you’re fabulous,” Caitlin shouted. Give them hell. I mean heck.”
“Way to show them what you got,” Emily added, receiving a dirty look from both Jamie and Caitlin.
As they left the pool area and headed down the path toward the tennis courts, Hermione questioned Harry. “Did the girls seem especially happy and cheerful to you?”
“I think they’re happy for you,” Harry responded.
Harry’s response didn’t make sense to Hermione, but instead of questioning it, she changed the subject and started discussing strategy for their match.
* * * * * *
“What was Jacques suggesting by that remark?” Hermione asked irritated, as they ed ted the pool area, having easily won their match in two straight sets.
What comment are you referring to, Hermione?” Harry asked.
“When he said that we won because you had an unjust advantage.”
“My love, he was paying you a twofold accolade. Jacques had mentioned earlier that he found you to be an accomplished player. He also said that it was difficult to concentrate on the ball with such a vision on the court. Monique didn’t seem to mind him complementing your ability, but I don’t believe she was extremely happy about him ogling you, rather than paying attention to the game.”
“How do you feel about another man eyeing your wife?”
“I feel I have to be levelheaded and take into consideration all the circumstances involved.”
“And exactly what, pray tell are the circumstances involved with him practically staring a hole through me the entire match?”
“Well, first he’s French and second, I’m married to the most beautiful woman in the world and third, he’s French.”
“Harry, not everyone sees me through your eyes, but then that doesn’t matter because I’m not in love with everyone, just you. Shall we rinse off at the showers? I think we have time for a swim before the competition begins.”
As they walked by the stage, Harry noticed that it had been completely covered with padding for the exercise portion of the contest. After rinsing and spending a short time in the pool with the girls, they went to claim two chairs for the third leg of the contest.
Harry was amazed at how Hermione was behaving. She certainly wasn’t acting like this was her first day being seen naked. They found two chairs next to Michelle who was beaming at Hermione. “I knew you could do it. Congratulations,” said Michelle.
“Thanks,” replied Hermione, surprised that Michelle had heard about their tennis victory so quickly. “It wasn’t easy, but I’m glad we both managed to pull it off.”
“So am I. Now you can relax and enjoy the balance of you day,” Michele said happily.
“We can’t totally relax. Harry and I are playing volleyball immediately after lunch.”
“Volleyball!” Michelle said surprisingly, glancing an unnoticed look at Hermione’s full breasts. “Hermione, I give you credit. Good luck!”
“If I may have your attention please,” The pageant’s MC announced as the microphone squealed loudly. “We are about to start the exercise portion of our contest. e hae had another dropout so we are down to only eight contestants. The contestants, however, will continue to wear their original numbers so as to not cause confusion.”
As the girls were announced they rapidly moved up the ramp and created a line behind the MC. Neither Harry nor Hermione were surprised that the heavyset girl had dropped out. Rumors had spread that this was going to be an exhausting workout.
“This will be the most complicated aspect of the contest to score,” the host announced. Therefore, two judges will be observing each of our contestants to insure that they perform all the required exercises and that they are executed properly.”
“Initially the contestants will be required to perform seventy-five repetitions each of four different exercises. Should there be a tie we will do an additional twenty-five repetitions of each. If this results in still another tie, we will choose one exercise for a run off.”
“The first of the exercises will be jumping jacks.”
“I hate jumping jacks,” Hermione said dismally to Harry. “Jamie abhors them, as well.”
“Why is that?” Harry asked. “I thought you guys loved all exercising.”
“Our figures just don’t lend themselves well to jumping jacks, especially when done in the nude. Even as young as she is, Jamie’s breasts could become sore after the contortions seventy-five repetitions will put her through.”
“Is everyone ready to begin,’ the host announced. “Judges, by my count. One-two, two-two, three-two…”
Hermione never included jumping jacks in their morning exercise routine and now Harry understood why. He found himself captivated by the action of Jamie’s breasts as they seemingly possessed a mind of their own; insisting on going the opposite direction as the rest of her body. Finally the contestants relaxed as the count reached seventy-five. Harry noticed Jamie make eye contact with Hermione. The expression on her face left little doubt about her feelings toward that exercise.
After conferring with the judges the MC announced that all eight contestants had received full marks
“The next exercise will be done on four counts,” the MC announced. “Each contestants will start with their hands on their hips. On the first count you will bend forward and touch the stage floor with your fingertips. On two your hands will return to your hips. At the count of three you will reach for the sky and then on four, return your hands to your hips again. Are there any questions?”
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