Hermione Granger and the Perils of Padding

chapter 6

Monday dawned bright but chilly, Hermione curling up into a ball against the cold that awaited outside of the sanctity of her covers. Squirming uncomfortably as her bladder gave a needy throb, she loosed a fresh wave of urine to join her deposit from the middle of the night last night, when she had awoken but not dared to make the trek through the chilly corridor to the bathroom. She sat up as the flow continued, hoping the warmth would help against the biting chill, but as she kicked her legs over the side of her bed and left her covers behind, a shiver wracked her body and caused the stream of her pee to stutter before pushing out even more urgently as her muscles tensed up. She slowly ambled forward, grabbing her toiletry bag and heading to brush her teeth.

Her diaper hung heavily from her waist as she trudged toward the baths, peering out a window as she passed to see snow swirling tauntingly around outside. It was only the early days of October, but this far north, tucked away in the Scottish highlands, snow was certainly not uncommon this early in the year. Hermione dreaded it; she’d heard horror stories of how cold it got in Hogwarts during the winters.

Maybe she should invest in thermal underwear.

She stepped into the baths, blinking when she spotted Katie Bell at a sink, leaning over it and brushing her teeth. She had on flannel pajama pants and a long-sleeve shirt, but Hermione’s eyes were drawn to where the pants were hanging a bit low, exposing the ruffled waistband of her diaper. She really did wear them. Hermione had never imagined she would meet someone else her age that wouldn’t balk at the idea of a girl her age wearing diapers, let alone tell her that she wore them as well, at least at night. She wondered if Katie’s diaper was wet. Would it be impolite to ask? Katie had asked her about the state of hers once….

Katie looked up and spotted her, smiling around her toothbrush and waving with her free hand. She leaned over the sink and spat, taking a moment to rinse.

“Oh, Hermione, hey!” she said once her mouth was empty, leaning against the sink. “Hope you don’t mind I slipped down here to grab a shower. Second year is one of the biggest female classes in the whole school, and they can’t spring for a couple more showers.”

“No, that’s fine,” Hermione said, making her way over and opening up her own toiletry bag. “You shower in the morning, hm?”

Katie nodded as she packed up her own bag.

“Yeah, it’s easier than wiping up every morning,” she said. “Just hop in and wash it all off.”

“How’s, uh…I mean, did you…?” Hermione stammered a bit, and Katie winked at her.

“Did I wet my diaper last night?” she asked. “Yep. Always do.”

“Every night?” Hermione asked as she dolled some toothpaste onto her brush.

“Every one,” Katie nodded. “Mum and Dad taught me how to put my own diapers on when I turned eight. I’m just glad I had a muggle mother, though. Have you seen the diapers wizard babies wear?”

Hermione shook her head, sticking the toothbrush in her mouth and beginning to brush as Katie spoke.

“They’re these ghastly cloth nappies that look like something out of medieval times,” she said. “I mean, it’s all and well with cleaning charms, I guess, but I just want a diaper I can take off and toss, end of story.”

With her mouth full of toothbrush, Hermione simply nodded, tensing when Katie drew closer and slowly reached for the waistband of her fleece pajama pants. She let a muffled noise of confusion, which Katie smiled at hearing.

“Lemme see what you’re working with?” It was a demand, but she phrased it as a question at least, and Hermione nodded, letting Katie peek down her pants at her diaper while she brushed her teeth. “Is that a Pampers? I got a peek yesterday, and it looked like one, but I didn’t know they made them that big.”

“Uh-uh,” Hermione said, leaning over to spit as Katie fixed her pants. “Engorgement Charm.”

Katie blinked at her a few times, shaking her head in awe as Hermione rinsed.

“I absolutely never would have thought of that,” she said in wonderment. “It’s so simple but also so clever.”

Hermione smiled a bit at the praise, her shoulders hunching as she ducked her head. Katie saw this and giggled a bit, tousling her hair.

“Well, I might use that little trick once I run out of these boring medical ones Mum and Dad send me,” she said. “If I have to wear these things, I might as well wear cute ones. You look just like a proper baby!”

Hermione huffed a bit, and Katie snickered, leaning in to kiss her cheek again.

“So cute,” she commented, turning and prancing off toward the showers with a soft crinkle. Hermione rolled her eyes but gathered up her toiletries, heading back to her dorm. Lavender and Parvati sleepily passed her in the corridor, nodding groggy morning greetings to her. That left Eloise Midgen, who was a surprisingly early riser, which meant that Hermione would have the room to herself for a good half hour. More than enough time to get changed.

She grabbed a fresh diaper and crawled onto the bed, shimmying out of her pajama pants. The tapes were undone and her used diaper dispensed of in seconds, and she grabbed a wipe and began cleaning herself. She was really getting rather good at quick diaper changes, having spent all of Saturday and Sunday in them (though Sunday had amounted to little more than a quick trip to the library followed by tea and a stack of books near a window), and it was showing in how effortless the motions were. Toss the old diaper, wipes, ointment, powder, fold up the fresh one and tape it snugly.

There. Now to get dressed. She could go with a nice skirt, or a loose-fitting pair of jeans. Wait, what was she thinking, it was a school day. Chancing a quick trip to her trunk in just her sleep shirt and diaper, she drew out her uniform skirt and –

Hold on. That was wrong. Why was she wearing a diaper if she was going to classes? Damn it! She’d gone and put one on without even thinking! Well, she could change into a pair of knickers, despite the waste of a perfectly good diaper, and she was just about to when she heard the dormitory door open, her heart jolting at the sound.

“Seriously, you can’t wait two minutes?” Parvati Patil’s voice called back into the hallway, and Hermione was acutely aware of how very close her classmate was, and how very diapered she was. There was nothing for it; she yanked the skirt on in record time as she heard Lavender and Parvati bickering in the hallway, thankful for the angle the open door afforded her, essentially blocking her from view until Parvati stepped fully past it. She dispensed of her sleep shirt and pulled on an undershirt before grabbing a uniform top.

“The more we argue, the longer I take,” Parvati said as Hermione stuffed her arms into the top and positioned her back to Parvati, buttoning it up and tucking it in just as she heard the door creak further open. “Oh, hey, Hermione.”

“Hey, Parvati,” she said breathlessly, turning going back to her wardrobe to slide into her school robe, making sure to stand so she was blocking her used diaper and changing supplies from view. “Already at it with Lavender this morning?”

“She’s completely mental,” Parvati sighed, fishing her toiletry bag out of her trunk. “She absolutely has to shower in the stall next to mine so we can chat or something, and I forgot my bag, so of course, I’m throwing off our entire morning routine by precious minutes.”

“Well, I won’t keep you,” Hermione said, and Parvati smirked, heading back out. Hermione quickly gathered up her nighttime diaper and tossed it into the bin next to her bed, which politely Banished it off to wherever Hogwarts sent its garbage. Packing away the ointment and powder, she checked the time. She had enough to spare to bolt down breakfast and make it down to the dungeons for double Potions, but only if she just sucked it up and spent at least the first few hours of her day in a diaper. Well, it wasn’t worth skipping breakfast, she decided. She would just take some knickers with her and change at the first opportunity. After all, she had spent the whole weekend in diapers.

She could do one more half of a day.