Hermione's rival 2

“Wedgie girl, wedgie girl!”

The echo of taunts followed Hermione everywhere that she went and Criselda would have gladly joined if that didn´t risk her plans. The girl from Griffindor blushed every time she heard the nickname and walked as fast as she could between once class and the other. The photos had mostly being taken and destroyed by the teachers, who didn´t want this sort of attitude to be common in the school, but Criselda knew that many of her colleges had stored some of them. Heck, they were a couple who were earning some ridiculous amounts of money for selling them!

After Defence Against the Dark Arts, Criselda and her friends had some free time so they started walking towards the main hall. On the way, Criselda could see the living paintings talking with each other and the ghosts floating around. She sometimes wondered if any of them had seen what she had done. Well, if they had, they were to amused to say anything.

Just as they reached the second level of the third tower, they met Hermione herself, sitting on a bench. Criselda’s friends giggled which made Hermione look at them and blush as she knew what they were laughing at. Surprisingly enough, instead of walking away, Hermione rose from her seat and faced the group. The giggles inmediately turned into frowns and more than one slolwy moved his or her hand towards their wand.

“Criselda, can I talk with you for a minute?” asked Hermione.

The raven-haired girl blinked a little, but managed to hide the fear that was building inside of her. Did Hermione know? But how? She had been so careful in every way...

“Why would she talk to you, mudblood?” taunted one of her group.

“Yeah, you better be careful wedgie girl” smirked another “Thoose panties of yours could suddenly get a life of their own”

Criselda sighed at the poor quality of her friend’s taunts. She had to do this, as much as she didn´t want to “Ok, I have this hour free so I don´t mind. I will see you guys at the main hall”

That made the members of her group look at her with surprised eyes, but a quick angry glance was all they needed from Criselda, to walk away, still muttering taunts as they moved.

“Thanks” said Hermione with relief in her voice.

“As I said, I don´t mind” said Criselda “Besides, that “wedgie girl” thing wasn´t funny to begin with. Even a minute of normal talk is a blessing now” she was of course completely lying. She loved every word of it! But she had to look uninterested if she wanted to look innocent.

“Tell me about it” laughed Hermione in a way that sounded like she hadn´t done it in a long time “But I am more worried about the spell that I supossedly failed. I don´t know how that happpened. That is why I wanted to talk with you. You are one of the best witches at Hogwarts and you may have an answer to my problem”

Hermione then began to explain Criselda about the spell and what it was supossed to do, while Criselda only half-heard her. For one thing ,she now knew that Hermione didn´t suspect her and for the other, the girl from Griffindor considered her one of the best. She felt a strange warm feeling washing over her body and almost smiled at the compliment. But she still had an image to mantain, the one of the dark-haired ice queen who would never lower herself to give another human being a wedgie.

“...and that is why I just can´t explain what happened” said Hermione “No one in class had their wands raised when it happened and thoose who could have were to bussy rolling on the floor laughing to really cast a spell” she blushed as she said that.

“Moves water....”Criselda closed her eyes and then smirked to herself. This could be fun “What was the fabric of your granny panties?”

Hermione’s blush increased and she looked at the floor “It was cotton, but I don´t see how...”

“To grow cotton you must use a lot of water and I guess that you also wash them from time to time” said Criselda.

Hermione nodded.

“Then, maybe, you attracted the residual water in your underwear” said Criselda “Maybe a missing letter or something on the motion of the wand made it only yank your panties. Who knows, it could have also caused everyone on the class to have their underwear pulled and that could have caused even more trouble”

Hermione’s eyes widened and she looked at a wall in silence “It...makes sense...”

Criselda shrugged “It could be or not. After all, the first thing you learn about magic is its randomness. Even the best witch can have a miscast once in her life”

Hermione looked at Criselda and smiled “Thanks, you just lifted a heavy weight from my shoulders”

“Don´t mention it” said Criselda with as little interest as she could show, like her deduction had been done without any effort. She put a hand on Hermione’s shoulder “And don´t worry, this is Hogwarts. Another strange thing will happen soon enough and this will only become a bad memory for you”

As she walked away, Criselda almost fell bad for the thankfull look that Hermione had on her face. It was a look of respect, of gratitude. Criselda took the strand of Hermione’s hair and eyed it as she was out of sight. Maybe she had to cancell the plan. After all, everyone would surely forget about this in no time and Hermione would again live in peace, being the best....

No! She was the best, not Hermione! No matter how good her “puppy eyes” were, Criselda wasn´t going to rest until her rival wasn´t able to ever chalange her place as the best! She took the strand of curly hair and smirked “Polyjuice, here I go!”

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The first thing she noticed strangely enough was the eight. Hermione was not a short person, but she was still a head smaller than Criselda. Her hair was not as long and was a bit wild so she had to push it away from her face from time to time. Another thing which she hated was that Hermione was curvier than her, and had a larger breast-size. But that didn´t matter at the moment, only her next plan...

The quidditch field was never empty as far as Criselda knew. When one team left, another went there. Right now she could see some of the Hufflepuff girls warming up while their brooms rested on a perfect line on the floor. They all wore the long yellow capes with the shield of their house, the tight black pants, helments and boots to protects their limbs in case they fell. None of them had seen the fake Hermione aproaching them as Criselda used a spell to hide the sound of her steps as she hid behind one of the towers in the stadium. It was time to have fun!

Criselda knew their names. Maxine, the strong brown-haired beater, Tamsin, a quick small blonde chaser and Summberby, the athletic blue-haired linewoman with an attitude for thoose who tried to mess with the team. The three girls were close friends and usually trained some extra time together to improve their skills. This was perfect for what was going to happen. The fake Hermione took three small balls and used her wands to throw them right into each girl’s pants.

Maxine blinked a few times as she felt something cold in her pants and looked at her butt, finding nothing. She was about to shrug it off when she felt her panties getting inside her butt “Damnit, not again...” the beater moved her hand discretely into her pants and tried to push the panties out, but it only made them ride up higher “What the hell?!”

“Maxine?” Tamsin giggled as she watched her friend pushing both hands down her pants “Wow, can´t you wait until we change clothes?”

Summberby was about to laugh too when she felt her own panties ridding up her butt “Damnit..” she whispered and tried to put a straight face as her wedgie increased “Damn, damn, damn, damn!”

Tamsin was the last one to feel the tug, but hers was so strong that her blue panties with white pegasus even managed to come out of her pants hugging her hips “Eep!” Tamsin tried to push them down, but still they kept rising “What is happening?!”

“Ahhh!” Maxine’s red panties with black witch hats came out next and began climbing her back while the strong beater jumped like a small bunny and tried to push them down without success “Oww!”

“Ieek!” Summberby’s yellow panties with fairies followed the destiny of her friend’s underwear and also moved up towards the sky “Who is doing this?!”

“Owwowow, I don´t know!” moaned Maxine and she howled in pain as a hard tug pushed her panties past the middle of her back “Eek!”

“If this is a prank....” growled Tamsin but clenched her teeth when her panties were yanked all the way up her neck.

Criselda giggled at the sight of the struggle of the three girls. Maxine’s moans were the loudest while Summberby was the one that struggled the most. Tamsin was mostly silent, but she still grunted every time her panties were yanked up he ass. Criselda waited until the panties of the three girls had reached their necks before finally coming out of her hidding spot. She smirked as she was recieved with a collective gasp.

“Hermione?!”

“That is right” said the fake Hermione while she moved her wand to tug the panties higher, making the three girls moan and whimper as their wedgies became more painfull “What is the matter, you seemed to be the one’s who had the most fun when I got the wedgie and I know that you three also went out of the class before it ended. The perfect time to give me that stupid hanging...”

“What?!” shouted Tamsin with her eyes filled with rage “We had to do some extra training you imbeciEEEKK!!” the blonde girl screamed and clawed the air infront of her as her panties were yanked three feet off the floor “MY AAASS!!”

“Anyone else wants to lie to me?” said the fake Hermione.

“But it is true, we whOWWWWW!!” Maxine flew off the floor like a rocket, her panties surpassing the back of her head as they were tugged by Criselda’s wand “Owiee!!!”

“And you?” asked the fake Hermione “Do you have anything to say?”

Summberby shook her her head quickly in fear.

“Good. Now, I don´t want to be late so I leave you here so you learn your lesson” Criselda cracked her knuckles and redied her wand.

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Twenty minutes later she was finished and the potion’s effects stopped. She was in a good hidding place at that moment and no one saw the transformation. She felt a little dizzy, but managed to rise and move into Hogwarts again. She couldn´t stop giggling as to how she had left the three girls. Maxine and Tamsin had been left hanging by the top of both of the scoring rings while Summberby layed on the floor with her panties over her head.

That surely was going to make the girls mad at Hermione. And speaking of her, Criselda entered the girl’s old abandoned bathroom and her smile widened as, again, Hermione was asleep with her new black, granny panties tied to the showers. The fabric was all wet as was the girls butt because Criselda had activated them for some time after throwing the sleeping dart to the girl and hanging her by her underwear.

The only thing she regreted was not being here when the show started!

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Hermione yawned and opened her eyes “What a dream...I thought I was..” her eyes popped open as she found the floor at some distance of her feet “no...” she slowly looked back “NOOO!!” she was in a hanging wedgie again! And this time her butt felt wet and cold which might had had to do with the showers which her panties were tied to. Luckily for her, this time she had her wand!

“Wingardium Leviosa!” she smiled as the waistband of her panties slowly untied itself and was freed off the showers “Yes!” she made a motion with her wand, which caused her panties to move forwards. But she did it so fast that she gave herself a wedgie! “EEEK!!” Hermione grabbed her butt and fell on it “Ugh! Well, at least the wedgie is over...” she awkwardly stood up and looked at her black grany panties. They had no holes, but were two sizes larger. Now it was time to push them under her skirt again.

Ten minutes later Hermione was done and exited the old girl’s  bathroom. She had thought that going here would prevent her from getting wedgied, but it seemed that she had been wrong, which she didn´t like at all. And she had missed a class too! All her good records, her reputation, all of it was ruined!

Hermione kept walking with her head low and her hands massageing her butt. As she did so, three other girls with the Hufflepuff uniform walked towards the oposite direction, moaning and whispering to each other as they pushed their underwear into their pants. None of them noticed the other until Hermione passed nearby and the blonde of the trio stopped and looked back. Her eyes widened and she whispered to her friends who also looked back and frowned.

Hermione gasped as her arms were grabbed by two girls while a third one took her wand “Hey! What was that for?!”

“For what you have done to us in the field!” growled a strong-looking, brunnette.

“What?! I have not left the school!” protested Hermione.

“Yeah? Do you have witnesses?” said an athletic blue haired girl.

Hermione opened her mouth to answer to that but didn´t say a word as she realized that she didn´t have any witnesses! She had been in the toilets all the hour.

“Nothing?” asked the blonde “Very well, then it is time for us to show you what happens when you mess with the team!”

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Criselda ran through the halls as fast as she could. They had finished their class early and she was hoping to be in time to see how her plan was developing at the moment. She went through the open gates and went towards the stadium. As she reached it she couldn´t help but laugh with joy.

It had worked better than she had expected!

Maxine, Tamsin and Summberby were now flying through the skies at top speed, each of them holding in their hands, not a ball, but a piece of black fabric. Under them, floating like a banner behind a plane, was Hermione. Her skirt was missing and her panties had become a large carpet of black that was carried around by the angry players, who flew up, down and to the sides with grace and expertise while they dragged a screaming Hermione behind them.

“MOOOMMYYYY, MYYY AAAAASSSS!!” screamed Hermione while she was given the dream wedgie that every bully desire to give: A flying wedgie. The strenght of the air made it impossible to move her limbs and instead they floated useless at her sides.Her curly hair covered her face, but Criselda could easily notice the look of pain, discomfort and humiliation. Criselda sat on one of the benches and took a small bag of peanuts that she had stored. This was going to be quite the show!

The flying athletes worked as one as they moved up and then descended at top speed towards the floor and then went back up. Every one of thoose sudden motions was like if a spear had been stabbed right into Hermione’s ass, and the wedgied girl screamed in response of it “OWWIEEE!!”

It was surprising how the fabric could resist such a high speed without ripping and Criselda easilly noticed that that was because of a spell that had been used. It was an easy one and incredibly effective for the situation!

The only downside was that the flight was only five minutes long, but Criselda did love every second of it! They finished by putting each of the now-inmense legholes around one of the high rings while the middle was tied to the center. The three girls traded high fives and left Hermione’s exhaused body to lazily turn with the wind. Criselda finished the last peanut and dispelled the spell she had done to hide herself. She almost fell bad for Hermione, hanging by the largest granny panties that the world had ever seen...the pain in her ass must had been terrifying at the moment!

Criselda took a single photo and walked away “See you later Wedgie Girl!”