Hogwarts OverExposed - Salazar's Return

HOGWARTS OVEREXPOSED - SALAZAR'S RETURN

"Nott, I understand you ran into a bit of a problem with the couple you visited last evening."

"Yes, my Lord." Theodore Nott cried, prostrating himself at the feet of Salazar Slytherin. I'm sorry my Lord, but they refused to enter your service. Please forgive me, my Lord. I tried my best to convince them that it was in their best interest, but they were vehement in their refusal."

"On your feet, Nott," Slytherin commanded. "I do not punish faithful servants who do my bidding. You can only give wise counsel. You've offered them a life in my service, regrettably they have refused."

Slytherin crossed the room, giving the matter thought and then returned to Nott.

"I'd like you to return to them again before the week is out and give them another chance to join my service. Do they have anything that might perhaps be used as a bargaining chip to influence them to reevaluate their original decision?"

"Yes, my Lord. They have two children, both girls. The older attends Hogwarts, the six year old goes to the day school in Hogsmeade."

"Hogwarts, dear Hogwarts," Slytherin said, as if reminiscing about bygone years. "I have many memories of the school, both good and bad. When you visit them, tell them how very disappointed I was at their decision. Also, inform them that if they do not join me immediately, their daughter will not live to ever ride the Hogwarts Express again."

"Oh, and Nott, in order that they realize how sincere I am and how distressed I was that they didn't answer my first calling, I want you to take them a gift on my behalf."

"Yes, my Lord," Nott said. "The gift my Lord, what is it to be?"

"The severed head of the youngest girl."

Chapter Thirteen

Day of Reckoning

"Harry, I feel as if we've failed the girls," Hermione said, her melancholy mood apparent in her voice.

"I know, but we've done everything within our power," he said, caressing her absentmindedly.

"But it wasn't enough. The girls still have to spend the next eight months parading about appearing to be dressed in those appalling costumes. How could Severus agree to Hogwarts participating in this debacle? What was he thinking?" she asked.

"I wouldn't be too hard on Severus," Harry replied. "His intentions were honorable. All the reports he received concerning previous games were positive. When Minister Wrong approached him last year concerning Hogwarts competing against the Americans, he only visualized positive results from the meeting. Like us, he was not aware that greed had tarnished the games and turned them into an adolescent peek show."

"When did we catch up with and pass the Muggles?" Hermione asked. "I always thought the magical world was rather prudish and behind the times and now this happens. Even in the most liberal of Muggle schools, students would never be allowed to parade around in such outfits, let alone be forced to do so."

"It isn't our world or the schools that are to blame, it is government corruption and the greed of individuals like Simone," Harry insisted. "I'm not at all happy with the situation, but for now I'm afraid the best we can do is prevent it from escalating. The concealment charm is going to frustrate Rishard to no end. He's looking forward to the girls, especially Jamie, putting on a revealingly good show."

Hermione nodded her head in agreement to Harry's comments, but they had done little to abate her frustration. "Even without any accidents, I feel like he's still winning. The vision of the girls in those costumes alone is enough to cause most men to puff up; their various parts popping out was just an added bonus."

"At least the girls should be able to cope with the situation," said Harry, sighing deeply. "They might not be happy with the sexually explicit nature of the costumes, but being nudists, they aren't ashamed for their various body parts to be seen. I can't imagine how Nora and the boys will react. Nora, especially; she is so shy and modest."

"I suggested to Jamie that she should try to convince the others to also use the charm, but I doubt that she'll have much success. The boys will likely be thrilled about the girls being nude, but I doubt they'll be willing to follow suit. Then, like you said, there is poor Nora. I doubt she'll have the courage to even leave her dormitory tomorrow."

"Hermione, what would you do?" Harry asked. "I mean under the same circumstances, would you wear the costume or go naked with only the charm?"

Hermione thought for a while. "That depends on what period in my life we're talking about. Now, I wouldn't hesitate in the slightest to use the charm; I'd have absolutely no problem with my teammates seeing me nude. However, back when I was a young girl in school, it would be a completely different question because I was an entirely different person. As a first and second year, I would definitely have opted for the costume. I can't picture me letting anyone see me nude, even though there wasn't anything much really to see. Even as a third, fourth and fifth year my body still wasn't exactly bursting forth. I would have probably still taken my chances with the costume rather than have anyone see me totally naked."

Hermione blushed. "In my sixth and seventh year, my breasts would have never been content to stay confined in that costume. I would have had to use the charm out of necessity although I would have died of embarrassment being naked unless you and Ron were my teammates. We were such good friends that I don't think I would have been nearly as embarrassed to be seen by either of you."

Hermione laughed. "Maybe I should have let you guys see me naked in second or third year," she said. "Then at least it would have been evident to you that your one mate was a girl."

"That was Ron," Harry said defensively. "I always knew you were a girl. I just never realized that you were the girl I was destined to love. Speaking of which. You're upset tonight. Would you rather we forgo our normal pleasure?"

"Harry, I don't think I could sleep a wink if we didn't make love. Being joined with you, as one, completes my day." Hermione paused. "There is something else we must discuss first, however. What are we going to do about Emily?"

"I don't feel anything needs to be done," Harry said, acting in Emily's defense. "Sure, she's more irrational than the other girls, but her heart is in the right place. Emily's a good girl."

"I wasn't talking about punishing her," Hermione clarified. "I'd prefer she let it out rather than hiding her true emotions and feelings. I was more concerned with the concealment charm. Emily, as you well know, is the radical nudist in this family. Since she was taught the charm, not a week has gone by that she hasn't asked about the possibility of her using it instead of wearing clothes to attend classes. Now Caitlin, Jamie and Kim are about to do it, not for a day, but for eight months. Emily didn't make the team with them and now they are about to do something she's been begging to do for what seems like forever."

"Are you suggesting that we also let her use the charm?"

Hermione nodded her head, a guilty expression on her face. "Harry, I must be the worst mother in the world. Tomorrow morning I intend to send my two young daughters, their best friend and Jamie off to classes, all totally starkers."

"Then I'm the world's worst father because I back your decision one hundred percent," Harry said. "But they won't actually be naked. They'll have on their socks and trainers."

Hermione stared at Harry momentarily, and then broke into laughter. "Men," she said, before nestling back in his arms.

* * * * * *

Tuesday, November 1, 2005

"Girls, hurry!" Hermione yelled. "You're not going to have time for breakfast if you don't get a move on."

"I think I've lost my appetite," Kim said, as she led the other girls into the room. "This is going to be harder than going nude on the cruise was."

"You'll be fine," Hermione lied as she inspected the girls. The short walk from the bedroom to the sitting room had been enough to cause Jamie's breasts to burst out of her top. Kim's slit looked like it was trying to devour her tiny triangular bottom. Only Caitlin remained at least minimally covered.

Harry and Hermione exchanged perplexed looks.

"Is this going to work?" Harry asked, as he held a sleeping Ben. "Doesn't the charm simply replace the clothing? What is going to prevent their goodies from still popping out?"

"The difference is that unlike an article of clothing, the charm isn't actually worn. It is more like a three dimensional projection that appears solid. Clothing can shift position, the projection can't. It will always cover what it initially covered." Hermione paused. "You can even feel as if you are grabbing onto it, but when you pull, nothing happens because there is actually nothing there. You can't touch, rip or tear something that doesn't exist."

"Mum, does that mean that it can't get wet or dirty?" Caitlin asked.

"Exactly! If you fell in mud, your body would be covered from head to foot. The charmed article would appear completely clean, while in reality you would be covered in mud underneath it. Now, what we want to do is have each of you adjust your costume before I perform the charm on you. You want to cover your breasts on the side as best as you can and also make sure that the triangular patch at your crotch is smooth and covering as much as possible.

"So then once they are covered with the charm, they can't get a camel toe or expose a nipple?" Harry asked.

"No, no accidents," Hermione said, "but unfortunately that still leaves an awful lot exposed."

"An awful lot!" Harry repeated, wondering what his reaction would have been at 15 seeing Hermione, Cho or Parvati in a costume such as this. Suddenly he was having second thoughts about the girls leaving the sanctuary of their quarters.

"They're required to go about their normal activities," Hermione said, as if reading Harry's mind. "We have no choice."

Harry and Emily stood watching as Hermione did the charm on each girl individually and then as they in turn slipped out of their costume.

They all appeared to be still dressed, but Emily knew from personal experience that they were actually nude.

As the girls slipped on their socks and trainers, Hermione gave some additional advice. "I didn't charm the capes because I didn't know whether you wanted to wear them or not. They don't really cover anything; they just draw attention and make you look more ludicrous. Also, be careful how you bend, do a lady-like squat. The front and back of that outfit is only connected by a quarter inch string; it won't hide anything if you bend improperly."

Emily had watched, a gloomy expression on her face, as Hermione performed the charm on Jamie, Caitlin and Kim in succession.

"I'm afraid that's about all I can do to help you," Hermione said dolefully. "I hope the other students understand. After all, anyone of them could be in your shoes. Speaking of shoes; Emily, quickly slip out of your shoes and socks."

"Why?" Emily said staring at her mum questioningly. Then she suddenly realized why.

"Are you going to put me under the charm, too?" she asked elatedly.

Hermione nodded her head and gave her youngest daughter a weak smile. Emily was euphoric.

* * * * * *

"So far, so good," Caitlin said, as they neared the Great Hall.

"Caitlin, we used the private stairs from the staff quarters to the Great Hall; no one has even seen you yet," Emily reminded her.

"I know. I wish we could keep it that way," she said. "I realize this sounds crazy, but I'd prefer if everyone were about to see me nude rather than in this sluttish outfit."

"It's not crazy," Jamie assured her. "Kim and I feel the same way."

Kim nodded her head. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but let's get this over with."

The others agreed as they hurried from the refuge of the tapestry-covered passageway to the Great Hall, bursting with students. As they entered, every eye turned in their direction, but they weren't greeted with the expected wolf whistles or obscene remarks. In fact the relative quiet was unsettling, considering the display they were affording the other students.

Quickly, they split. Caitlin and Jamie heading to the Gryffindor table, Emily and Kim to Slytherin.

"That went better than I expected," Jamie said as she took a seat next to Amanda. "I thought we'd be greeted with all sorts of obnoxious comments."

"That's because Snape chewed out the entire hall just before you got here," Amanda responded.

"What happened?" Jamie asked inquiringly.

"When the Americans walked in they were given the type of reception I imagine you were expecting. The pretty blonde -- didn't you say her name was Debby? -- became quite flustered and actually tripped over her own feet. Brian prevented her from actually falling to the floor, but in the process, both her boobs popped out. The Hall went wild and she's been crying ever since."

Jamie glanced toward the Hufflepuff table and saw Debby crying her heart out, her head buried in Brian's chest.

"Snape saw the whole thing and literally blew his top," Amanda explained. "He went into a tirade for about ten minutes about how wrong it was that the contenders were forced to wear such provocative costumes and that he was ashamed to be associated with the event. Bottom line is that if anyone treats any contestant with anything but the utmost respect, that person will be packing their bags and leaving Hogwarts."

"That should put an end to obscene remarks," Caitlin said, "but I doubt it will have much effect on the lustful stares."

"Especially in your case, Jamie. How in the world are you managing to make your breasts behave?" Amanda inquired.

"The concealment charm," Jamie whispered in Amanda's ear. "Caitlin and I are actually sitting here nude."

Amanda stared at Jamie in total disbelief, before saying, "May I?" Once she touched Jamie, she just sat there speechless, a confounded expression on her face.

"Good morning, everybody," Alex said, giving Jamie a light kiss on the cheek and sliding in next to her.

"I wanted to be here before you guys," Alex said apologetically, "but I overslept. I hope you and the others weren't given any grief." Without thinking he laid his hand comfortingly on Jamie's. He had momentarily forgotten about the concealment charm, but in a few seconds he was reminded and quickly removed his hand.

"Alex, you're the only one that can see me," Jamie said, reaching for his hand. "I don't want this charm changing anything between us."

"It won't," he said, resisting a compelling urge to reach out and touch Jamie's tempting breasts.

* * * * * *

"How does it feel to actually finally walk the corridors of Hogwarts nude?" Alex asked. "I know its something you've always wanted to do."

"Yes, but not like this," Jamie answered disconsolately. "Although I'm nude, it looks to everyone as if I'm wearing a scandalous outfit. I'd much prefer they see me as I actually am.

"Truthfully, I imagine what I really want is a Utopian dream," Jamie continued. "I'd like to live in a world where people just saw me simply as Jamie Zacherley, a world in which I wasn't judged by my clothes or lack of same or by my physical appearance, but rather only by the type of human being I am."

"Do you really think the world could ever evolve to the point that people would ignore nude individuals around them?" Alex asked.

"No," Jamie answered honestly. "Not unless everyone suddenly started running about starkers and I doubt that is about to happen. For now I'd be happy if people would just stop equating nudity with sex."

Alex nodded in agreement.

"Oh! Alex!" Jamie cried out. "We have to help her."

At first Alex had no idea what Jamie was going on about, and then he saw Nora. She was sitting on the floor in the doorway of an unused classroom. She had her knees pulled up to her chest, her cape pulled tightly around her. The girl was shaking uncontrollably as tears streamed down her face.

Without thought, Alex removed his robes and draped them over the emotionally distraught girl.

"I'm not allowed to cover myself," she cried, but made no movement to remove the comforting robes.

"This is a lot of bull," Alex shouted, "and it's not going on for a minute longer. Jamie, I'm taking Nora to the headmaster's office. I'm going to need the rest of the team. It would help if we had the Americans' support, too. Do you think Professor Granger or Potter could get them?"

"Alex, what are you going to do?" Jamie asked.

"That depends on your fellow competitors," Alex answered, as without explanation he picked up Nora in his arms.

* * * * * *

"Professor Snape, what is so urgent that it necessitated my being dragged from my warm bed?" Rishard asked, as he entered the headmaster's office.

"I'm not quite sure myself," Snape responded, frostily. "I did not initiate this get-together; therefore I'm also extremely anxious to learn its purpose. Now that Mr. Simone has arrived, could you kindly explain why we are here Mr. Ward?"

"Yes sir," Alex responded, "but first may I please beg your indulgence as I ask a few questions of those gathered here."

"A few questions," Snape agreed, "but be quick about it. This is disrupting the school day."

"These are general questions I'd like to ask of all members of both the American and Hogwarts teams," Alex said. "Please respond by raising your hand when appropriate."

"How many of you like the costumes you have been issued to wear for the competition?"

Those assembled all watched apprehensively as not one hand was raised.

"It doesn't matter whether or not they like the uniforms," Simone shouted huffily. "They have a magical contract."

"Yes, we're all well aware of that," Snape replied. "Please allow Mr. Ward to continue his questioning. I would like to see where this is all heading."

"How many of you would have not even considered being a part of the competition if you had known before hand that you'd be required to wear such a revealing costume as practically your only clothing for the next eight months?" Alex asked. This time all hands went up.

"I'm sorry Severus, but this is a waste of my time," Rishard said haughtily.

"Mr. Simone, would you rather waste a few minutes now or a few days later in court?" Alex asked.

"What are you going on about boy? Rishard asked angrily. "No barrister would consider taking such a case. Magical contracts can not be broken."

"You're wrong," Alex declared. "Legal magical contracts can not be broken. Each of these students is obliged to compete in your tasks, but they are not required to wear your costumes, most certainly not everyday for the next eight months."

Rishard shook his head in frustration. "Okay, junior barrister, suppose you tell me just why they don't have to wear the costumes."

Alex smiled. "I wanted to be sure, so I stopped and got this book from the library on my way here." He turned to page 169 and read out loud. "Magical contracts are no different than paper contracts with the exception that there is no printed copy. All the same rules apply. Both parties must be made aware of all the particulars prior to completion of the contract. Noncompliance with items not disclosed will not negate the remainder of the contract."

"Very interesting, Mr. Ward," Snape said, "twenty-five points to Gryffindor. "You might want to consider a job in the legal profession. Mr. Simone, do you still feel that no barrister would consider taking this case?"

"This is preposterous, he's just a boy," Simone argued. "Certainly you people can't place any merit in the dribble he's spewing. It has been the authority of the games committee to select participation uniforms for over a thousand years."

"And how long has it been policy to insist that they be worn on a daily basis for eight straight months?" Severus questioned.

Rishard hemmed and hawed before saying, "That would be new policy, but it is still part of the magical contract."

"Only if disclosed to the participants before they became bond," Severus declared. "I know my students were not aware of your new policy, were you?" Severus directed his eyes to the group of Americans who quickly shook their heads no.

"Before returning to your classes, you might want to all slip into something more appropriate for a wizarding school," Snape announced.

"You're overstepping your authority, Snape," Rishard warned in his anxious high-pitched voice.

"I might well be," Severus said. "Sue me if you can find a barrister willing to take the case."

Rishard literally shook with anger. "This doesn't change the training or actual competition," Rishard warned. "They must dress as directed for those events."

"If that indeed proves to be correct, they will," Severus agreed. "Humiliation is always difficult to bear, but rather five days than over two hundred."

Severus turned to the assembled students. "Is there anything anyone wants to add?"

"Sir, would it be all right if Jamie and I talked with all the contestants for a moment before they went about their business?" Alex asked.

"Certainly," Snape said motioning to a corner of the room.

Rishard watched suspiciously as everyone gathered around Jamie and Alex. Before Alex could speak, Debby threw her arms around him and kissed him soundly.

"I'm sorry," she said looking first at Alex and then toward Jamie. "Brian told me that you were engaged, but I had to kiss him. You cannot imagine how good it will feel to get some clothes on and not be the center of attention for a change."

"Just don't make a habit of it," Jamie warned before giving Debby a friendly hug. "Look, we can't talk here, too much chance of being overheard. Can everyone meet me Friday night at eight o'clock outside the entrance to the Great Hall? It's about these costumes and it's important."

* * * * * *

Friday, November 4, 2005

"Emily, you do realize that Jamie, Caitlin and I have gone back to wearing clothes. Don't you think you should?" Kim asked as Emily and she were seated for dinner. "I doubt your Mum would approve of you continuing to use the Concealment Charm."

"She hasn't told me to stop," Emily said defensively. Then her tone of voice changed. "Please don't tell her. You know how much I hate clothing. It's not like I'm not hurting anyone."

"I'm not worried about you hurting anyone. I'm worried about you being hurt," Kim declared. "I won't snitch, but please be careful."

"I will."

"Before we enjoy our meal this evening, I have a few brief announcements," Headmaster Snape said, as the hall became quiet.

"First, it has been brought to my attention by a number of young ladies that I have neglected to announce whether or not there will be a Yule Ball this year. The answer to that question is a resounding, 'yes'. As it was last year, the ball will be held on New Year's Eve."

"It would be appreciated if all sixteen contenders in the contests and their dates led off the dancing that evening. Also, Miss Brown, the answer to your question is also yes. Graduates of Hogwarts may attend as your guest for the evening. Now, enough chatter, time to eat."

As food appeared on the table, Caitlin turned to Jamie. "Who am I going to ask?"

"There is always Matt," Jamie said encouragingly. "You do believe in second chances, don't you?"

"Only if earned," Caitlin replied. "I think Matt will always own a part of my heart, but I can't ask him. His attitude hasn't changed any and now he barely even talks to me."

"How about Evan?" Jamie asked.

"Evan! Jamie, he's only a first year. What would people say? Besides he's over a foot shorter than me, talk about being an odd couple."

"I'm sorry," Jamie replied. "I didn't think you were like that."

"Like what?" Caitlin asked.

"I didn't think you made your decisions and choices based on what others thought."

"I don't," Caitlin retorted defensively. "Besides, it wouldn't be fair to Evan. He has a crush on me. It would be like leading him on. I don't think I could ever think of him as boyfriend material."

"Then make that clear up front," Jamie advised. "Tell him the truth; that you need a favor from a friend and that he shouldn't jump to any wrong conclusions."

"Why do you want me to ask him?" Caitlin questioned.

"I don't really care who you ask," Jamie replied. "You said that you didn't want to ask Matt. Randy is dating Kim, and asking anyone else might lead them to jump to conclusions, too. At least you could talk to Evan. Hell, a night doesn't go by that you two don't spend at least an hour sitting together and talking."

"He's nice, I enjoy his company," Caitlin admitted.

"Then you wouldn't hate spending an evening with him?" Jamie asked.

"No, I wouldn't hate it," Caitlin said. "Sometimes I don't know which is worse, having a boyfriend or being available."

"I hope I never experience being available again," Jamie said, as she leaned to her side and kissed Alex's apple pie filled cheek.

- - - - - -

"What are you going to do if both Randy and Brian ask you to the ball?" Emily asked.

"Have you ever heard the term 'a strong offense is the best defense'?" Kim asked in return.

"I know absolutely nothing about Muggle sports," Emily replied. "Would you like to explain that in English?"

"It means I'm going to ask Randy to the ball. Then I'm going to tell Brian that I'd really like to go with him, but that Snape said that all the competitors had to bring dates; so that we probably shouldn't go together, but we can sit together and dance some dances."

"Do you really think it's fair that you string along Randy when you're obviously interested in Brian?" Emily asked.

"I like them both," Kim said. "I'm not trying to toy with their feelings. I honestly don't know what to do. Even though Brian is a wizard, an ocean will still divide us when the competition is over. But that's enough about me; what about you?" Will you say yes if Tyler asks you?"

"Tyler isn't going to ask me," Emily stated emphatically. "Besides I already have a date."

"How can you already have a date? We only just found out there was going to be a ball five minutes ago. No one has even had time to ask you."

Emily was saved from having to answer Kim's question by Tyler walking up to her and placing his hand on her shoulder.

Emily got up from her seat, grabbed Tyler's hand and pulled him over to the side of the hall, away from prying ears. Only then did she drop his hand. Tyler continued to stare at her as if in a trance.

"Sorry if I shocked you," Emily said nonchalantly. "I'm naked, but wearing a concealment charm. If someone touches me, they can see me as I actually am. To everyone else, I still appear to have clothes on. After a few more seconds I'll appear that way again to you also."

"Oh!" is all Tyler managed to say in response.

"Did you want to ask me something?" Emily asked, trying to pull Tyler out of his apparent shock.

"Yeah! Yeah I did. Well, you know how you said you didn't hate me and that we could be friends, but nothing more. Would you consider going to the Yule Ball with a friend?" he asked.

"That wouldn't be fair to you," she responded. "You want more than friendship from me and I'm not able to give that. Besides, I already have plans for the ball."

"You do? Already?" Tyler asked, a depressed, puppy dog expression on his face. "I guess in that case I might as well say yes to her."

"Yes to who?" Emily asked before she could stop herself.

"Denise just asked me," Tyler answered. "I was honest and told her it depended on you. She said she didn't mind being a second choice if I wanted to check with you first."

"Denise! Isn't there someone nicer you could go with?" Emily asked. "Denise is so, well you know, snooty."

"There's someone I'd much rather go with, but she already has plans." Tyler said dejectedly as he turned to leave, but then stopped and made a final comment. "You know I once thought that you were pretty, but now I realize I was wrong. You're beautiful." Without waiting for a response, he turned and left.

"What did Tyler want?" Kim asked when Emily sat back down. She had already guessed the answer.

"He asked me to the Yule Ball," replied Emily.

"And you turned him down," Kim retorted angrily. "Are you ever going to wake up and see how much he cares for you?"

"I don't think that you're currently in much of a position to be giving out relationship advice," Emily replied caustically.

* * * * * *

"You can't imagine how good it feels to wear clothes again," Debby said as she and the other members of the American team approached Jamie and Alex. "I hate that ludicrous outfit. Words can never express my gratitude."

"Words will have to do," Jamie said with a warning laugh. "You've already exceeded your yearly limit of kissing Alex."

Jamie looked around and counted heads. "I think that's everybody then, please follow me," she said.

"Where are we going?" Dick bellowed. "And where are Thatcher and Potter?"

"I don't want to talk here," Jamie answered. "Kim and Caitlin are preparing a place where we won't be disturbed."

"I don't have all night to be traipsing around the castle," Dick complained. "Furthermore, what is Ward doing here? He isn't a member of either team."

"He's my boyfriend and he's here at my request," Jamie replied. "I might need his help to stick your head in a chamber pot if you don't shut up and stop bellyaching."

Debby smiled. She definitely liked Jamie and Alex. Something about them just sparked trust. On the other hand, Bancroft had easily won her disdain.

Jamie looked about nervously as the group followed her and Alex as they made their way toward the seventh floor.

"Harry offered me his map," Jamie whispered to Alex, "but I was fearful someone else might see it."

"I don't imagine it's necessary to name names," Alex said squeezing her hand. "I'm disappointed," he moaned. "Your robes are real."

"Yes, but what's under them isn't. That's another reason I wanted you with me."

"Why are you bringing us up to the seventh floor?" Bancroft complained. "There's nothing up here."

"Do you call that nothing?" Jamie asked, as they approached a highly polished door with a brass handle.

Alex seized the handle, pulled open the door, and led the way in. The room was spacious, and illuminated with flickering torches. The walls were lined with wooden bookcases containing every manner of law book imaginable. There were also seventeen extremely comfortable chairs.

"I've been on this floor numerous times before and I've never seen this room," Dick complained.

"Maybe you weren't looking for it," Caitlin said with a chuckle.

"If everyone will please take a seat, I'd like to get started," Jamie said.

Caitlin and Kim remained standing uneasily on either side of Jamie as the others all were seated.

"Prior to you getting started, may I ask why the three of you are wearing robes inside on a Friday evening?" Jeff questioned.

"What we want to talk about tonight involves a little show and tell," Jamie explained. "Bear with me and you'll understand in a few minutes.

"First I'd like to properly introduce Alex Ward, my wonderful boyfriend, who found the flaw in the contract that allowed us to get out of wearing those hideous costumes nearly every waking moment for the next eight months."

Everyone applauded and either kissed Alex or patted him on the back. Surprisingly even Dick Bancroft shook Alex's hand and murmured what sounded like, thanks mate.

"Unfortunately, thus far, Alex hasn't found any loophole that will get us out of wearing those atrocities for training or the actual contests," Jamie remarked.

"I don't understand," said Nora nervously. "What is the difference?"

"Tradition and over a thousand years of precedence," Jamie answered. "Having us wear his awful costumes on a daily basis was Simone's original idea. The concept was totally new to wizard competition and therefore needed to be explained in full before it could become part of the magical contract. It not only wasn't explained, but it wasn't even revealed, therefore it can't be part of the contract."

"I'm confused," Jeff admitted. "If the costumes are considered to be indecent for us to wear daily, why is it okay for us to wear them for training and in the actual events?"

"You've jumped to an erroneous conclusion," Alex interjected. "The fact that you don't have to wear the outfits on a daily basis has nothing to do with whether they are indecent or not. You don't have to wear them because being required to do so on a daily basis was a change from tradition that was not properly explained before the magical contract was initiated."

"You mean that we still have to wear them for training and the actual competition?" Nora asked, devastated. "They're still ghastly and indecent."

"That, they are," Jamie agreed, "but unfortunately it has been traditional for event holders to issue uniforms for the games. It was not necessary for this to be explained to us because it has been the accepted policy since the origin of the games."

"But certainly not such revealing outfits," Nora pleaded.

Alex nodded his head. "I was hoping that we could use that against Rishard, but it seems history is on his side. For a period of over two hundred years, wizards and witches actually competed in the same attire as the original Muggle Olympians."

"Didn't those dudes contend starkers?" Brian questioned.

"Exactly," Alex answered. "I'm sure Rishard has pointed this out on numerous occasions to those opposing him."

"Let me get this straight," Bancroft fumed. "We don't have to wear mini Speedos on a daily basis, but we do have to wear them for the two training sessions and the three actual events when the entire wizarding world will be watching. I was expecting good news. Why are you wasting our time if you don't have any worthwhile to tell us?"

"We do have something meaningful to say," Jamie responded. "I'm sorry, I wish we had a way of getting us all out of wearing Rishard's debauched creations, but we don't. We do, however, have a way of preventing body parts from popping out while participating."

Jamie removed her robes; Caitlin and Kim followed suit. Kim's face glowed a bright pink as all the competitors from both teams stared at the trio.

"The way you're staring at us now, is exactly the way the spectators will be looking at all of us during the competition," Jamie said, disgust evident in her voice. "But as provocative and revealing as these costumes might be on their own, Rishard is expecting us to deliver much more to his audience. He is counting on us to have numerous 'accidents' throughout the course of the contests."

Jamie looked pointedly at Bancroft. "And it's not just boobs that he's hoping will pop out. He wants both male and female privates on display, too."

For the next few minutes, members of the American team related stories of the numerous embarrassing moments they had endured during the US competition wearing a less revealing costume than now required. After Debby finished telling the story of how she had spent ten agonizing minutes as part of a human ladder with her vagina completely exposed, everyone sat in silence for a few moments.

Debby looked intently at Jamie, tears filling her eyes. "These contests are going to be seen world wide on wizard cam. I don't want my pussy bared to the entire wizarding world."

"We have a way out," Jamie said hesitantly. "It has its draw backs, but it's better than the alternative." Jamie gave Caitlin and Kim a smile. "Are you ready?"

Both girls gave Jamie a nervous smile as she began counting. First the three girls did ten toe touches. They followed this with ten sit ups, ten pushups and ten jumping jacks. To finish everything off, Caitlin did a handstand with a full split.

Everyone watched with amazement, particularly the Americans.

"How did you do that?" Brian asked, looking totally flabbergasted. "Wearing those outfits, your breasts should be exposed." He stared at the spot where Caitlin's legs met. "You don't even have a hint of a camel toe. By rights you should be totally showing."

Debby and the remainder of the American team nodded their heads in agreement.

"It's impossible. How did you manage to stay in your uniforms?" Debby asked.

Jamie took a deep breath. "It was easy," she said. "You see, we aren't really wearing Rishard's costumes. We are covered with a concealment charm. In reality, except for our trainers and socks, we're nude."

"What do you take us for?" Bancroft yelled. "Do you actually expect us to believe that blarney?"

"In your case, I'm surprised that you've accepted the principle that the world is round," Jamie said, frustration evident in her voice. She reached out her arm. "Touch my hand."

Alex cringed as Dick Bancroft reached out and touched Jamie's hand. Bancroft barely made contact when his mouth open and his chin dropped. He didn't speak, but he did seem on the verge of drooling. Jamie withdrew her hand, but Dick's eyes remained fixed on her body.

"I don't understand how you can consider being nude better than wearing that depraved costume. Either way your private parts are seen," Nora pleaded.

"It's extremely different," Debby said. "One way, you're exposed to the entire world. I expect that my pictures will float about on the Muggle Internet for the rest of my life. The other way, you might be seen totally nude, but only by a few people that you intimately trust." Her eyes rested on Brian. "Jamie, would you please teach me that charm?"

"I'm in too," said Brian.

A couple of the other Americans also agreed, but one girl and the other three boys declined. None of the Hogwarts competitors seemed willing to take the plunge.

"Why can't we wear both the costume and the charm?" Nora asked.

"We thought about that but it causes numerous problems. The charm is meant to hide flesh, so parts of the real costume sometimes stick out from under the charm. Plus if the actual costume becomes out of place, which it will, there is no way to adjust it. We need to be careful that Rishard doesn't catch on to what we're doing.

"If there are no other questions, I'm willing to show anyone that's interested how to apply the charm."

After Jamie had showed the interested Americans how to use the charm, the students separated into teams so that members could become accustomed to seeing their teammates nude.

* * * * * *

Saturday, November 5, 2005

"What do you think practice will be like?" Caitlin asked Jamie as they both nervously nibbled at their breakfast.

"I've no idea," she said. "I'm just glad that Harry is going to coach and be present at the training sessions. That Rishard is creepy; he makes me uneasy."

"I don't like him either. He's most definitely a pervert," Caitlin declared. "Although he seems more interested in watching the boys than he does the girls."

"Yeah! His only interest in us is that we expose ourselves enough to satisfy his paying clientele," Jamie replied. "I heard that these training sessions are even open to the public. I wish Nora and the guys had decided to use the charm."

"Especially Nora," Caitlin said. "She's so shy. I'm afraid she'll be a basket case before the day is over."

Jamie nodded her head in agreement.

"You don't mind if I come watch the practice, do you?" Alex said placing a hand on both Jamie and Caitlin's shoulders. "I kind of want to keep an eye on Bancroft."

"We'd be disappointed if you didn't come," Jamie answered candidly.

"Okay, see you in a bit then," Alex said, leaning down and kissing both girls on the cheek before starting away.

"Wait up," Jamie shouted. "We're done eating. You can escort us both down to the Quidditch Pitch."

"Now that's an offer I can't refuse," Alex said gleefully. "It's not often I get to escort the two prettiest girls in Hogwarts." He put an arm around each girl's waist. "Do you realize how envious all the other guys are right now and they can't even see what I can?"

"Just make sure that hand stays on my waist," Jamie warned. "No grabbing a feel of my butt."

Caitlin giggled. "You can squeeze mine if you want, Alex. I think it would feel neat."

Jamie, Caitlin and Alex all exchanged impish looks and then burst into laughter.

* * * * * *

"Do you mind if I sit next to you?" Tyler asked.

"Tyler, it's a free world, you can sit any place you desire," Emily replied.

"I just thought maybe you'd rather not have me sit near you."

Emily turned and looked Tyler straight in the eye. "Tyler, can we get some things straight once and for all?" she asked, more loudly than necessary.

"I do not hate you," Emily began. "I told you before that I forgive you for the picture incident. I think you're a nice guy. I even like hanging with you, but the chances of us ever getting together as a couple again are infinitesimal. A relationship requires trust. I trusted you, but you didn't trust me."

"But I've changed. I'd never do that again and I'd trust you with my life. What do I have to do to prove to you that I trust you?" He beseeched.

"I honestly don't know," Emily answered. "I don't even know if it's possible. Can't we just be friends?" She laid her hand on his knee.

Tyler couldn't take his eyes off her. "You're nude again," he whispered. "You must be freezing. It's only forty-five degrees."

"I'm sorry," Emily said, removing her hand. "That wasn't fair of me. I honestly forgot. I'm not trying to be a tease."

"I know you're not, but seriously, aren't you cold? You can borrow my robes if you like."

"I'll be okay as long as the sun stays out, but thanks for the offer," Emily said, giving him a smile. "Look, they're ready to start. I hope they talk loud enough for us to hear what's going on."

"Good morning," Rishard said, surveying both groups of players. "You certainly all look divine today." He glanced at Harry and gave him a wink. "This is our first of two 'Get to Know You' sessions. To be successful in these games you must know your teammates and trust them intimately."

"What we're going to do first is a humorous little ice breaking drill using a simple little beanbag. Would both teams please form circles?"

Harry and Buddy had their teams comply, spacing the members about three meters apart in two separate circles. After the teams were positioned, Rishard handed Harry and Bud each two beanbags and instructed them to hold on to them until later. He then walked over to the team from Salem. He handed Debby a beanbag and then whispered something in her ear.

"I wonder what he told her?" Emily asked.

"I'm not sure," Tyler replied, "but I wouldn't want her looking at me like that."

Debby's face was flushed, but she was staring livid daggers at Mr. Simone.

Rishard next walked over to the Hogwarts contingent and handed a beanbag to Jamie. "My, but doesn't that costume display your attributes nicely," he whispered. "Your tits look like they're just begging to be unleashed."

Jamie just glared at Rishard. She couldn't believe that he was talking to her in such an improper way.

"I should warn you," Rishard continued, "that costume might not be able to restrain those beauties of yours, but don't worry. You have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of and I'm sure the sight will be greatly appreciated by all those watching."

"Now then, each team has a beanbag," Rishard announced loudly. "Introduce yourself to your teammates. Tell something unique about yourself and then toss the bag to the player on your right. Take your time; it is more important you get to know your teammates than it is to rush."

Debby and Jamie both began to speak, but since Tyler and Emily were sitting nearer to the Hogwarts team and could hear them better; they concentrated more on their introductions.

"I'm Jamie Zacherley, a seventh year Gryffindor," Jamie announced. "Most of you are probably by now aware of my uniqueness; I'm a naturist."

Jamie then passed the bag to Caitlin. Each player introduced him or herself and then passed the bag on until it reached Nora who was standing on Jamie's left. Nora had a difficult time reaching for the bag. Her left hand was busy covering her crotch, while she tried to cover her chest with her right arm.

"I'm Nora Jordan, vice president of the Gobstones Club," she said timidly.

Mr. Simone had been watching both groups waiting for them to complete their introductions. "Now what I want you to do is call out any teammates name and toss the beanbag to that person. Try to do it as quickly as possible, but make sure your throws are accurate. Begin!"

Nora called Jeff's name and then without moving her arm, made a pathetic one hand toss to the boy on her immediate left.

"She's going to need to loosen up," Alex said to Amanda, who was now sitting with him.

"That's easier said then done," Amanda answered back. "The poor girl is embarrassed to be seen in public in that outrageous getup and I don't blame her. Worse yet, she's scared stiff to move for fear of becoming even more exposed."

Alex was sympathetic to how Nora felt, but at the same time realized that her inhibition might well eventually be the downfall of the Hogwarts team.

Both teams seemed to be having fun tossing the beanbag about; only a few players had dropped it. After getting their attention, Simone gave Harry and Bud the signal and they both called a name tossing a second beanbag into the circle. After a few more minutes the third bag was added. Nora stood apprehensively; she knew sooner or later one of the bags would come in her direction. She was amazed that no one had thus far thrown to her. Obviously all her teammates, Bancroft included, had decided it was best to avoid throwing to the timorous girl.

Then without warning, it happened. Three people called his name at the same time and Bancroft found three beanbags zinging his direction. He leaned to his left, stretched to the right and then jumped skyward. Unbelievably he had caught all three bags. He started to send them off in different directions when Jamie flung her arms around him and held him in a tight embrace.

"What the ...?" Dick started to say.

"Your penis decided it wanted some fresh air," Jamie quickly explained. "I'll keep you shielded while you adjust yourself."

Jamie held on just long enough for Bancroft to put things back where they belonged, and then she hurried back to her position in the circle. Dick just stared as she walked away. That had almost been worth being exposed.

"I hope she doesn't have to do anything like that too often during the competition," Amanda said.

"You hope!?" Alex said, his face turning a sickly green. "If she ever has to hug him again, I'm going to end up tossing my breakfast."

"That's enough," Simone said. He was still trying to act jaunty, but disappointment seemed to etch each word.

"I wonder what's wrong with him?" Tyler asked. "He seems disappointed about something."

"He is," Emily responded. "Rishard was expecting a tit show and he's not getting it. So far, at least on the Hogwarts team, Bancroft was the only one to have an accident. I know for a fact that he was hoping for Jamie to be out of her costume more than in it."

"I get it," Tyler said. "Jamie, Caitlin and Kim are wearing the charm too. That's how they are able to jump around without exposing themselves."

"You always were clever," Emily said, patting Tyler on the knee. "Oh! I'm sorry. I don't mean to tease."

"Please don't be sorry," Tyler replied. "Maybe you'll never think of me the way I'd like, but that doesn't mean I don't love looking at you."

Emily blushed.

"Our next getting to know you exercise is called 'Reach Out and Hug Someone'," Simone announced.

Alex just looked at Amanda and shook his head. This wasn't his day.

"For this exercise the groups will once again stand in circles. When your coach yells, 'go' you run across and hug someone. On each 'go' you switch partners and hug someone different until each person has hugged everybody in the group. Yes, I mean everybody," Mr. Simone emphasized as a number of hands had ventured into the air.

When Harry hollered 'go' for the first time, neither Dick Bancroft nor Nora initially moved. Nora was simply afraid to move whereas Bancroft found the whole idea of hugging extremely uncomfortable. Once everyone else had paired, with Harry's encouragement, Dick finally moved toward Nora and only just placed his arms around her.

On the first switch, Bancroft ended up with Caitlin. Caitlin hadn't seemed to mind hugging Jeff, but seemed exceedingly hesitant to put her arms around Dick.

"I wouldn't want to hug that slime ball either," Emily said, commenting on Caitlin's lack of enthusiasm. Then she remembered that Dick was Tyler's brother. "Sorry! I'm sure he's okay once you get to know him."

"No, he's not," Tyler replied without pause for thought. "He's my brother in name only. We share no affection for each other. Dick is wicked, like my parents. Sometimes, I feel that St. Mungo's Hospital accidentally switched me at birth."

Emily placed her hand reassuringly on Tyler's leg, either not considering the consequences or simply not caring about the results. Tyler didn't stare or comment. For the moment he was satisfied just knowing that she didn't hate him. Maybe time would bring them together, again.

As the pairings continued to change on the field, so did the arousal level of the Hogwarts male participants. Most of the boys had never experienced seeing a naked girl before the previous night, now they were in turn hugging three of them. Their swelling quickly subsided, however, when the boys began hugging each other.

Finally after the members of both teams had exchanged hugs with all their counterparts, Rishard called an end to the exercise. Although his voice still maintained a buoyant air, his face gave away his disappointment. He glanced one by one at the Hogwarts players, maintaining eye contact with the girls longer than the boys. Finally his eyes came to rest on Jamie Zacherley. The girls all looked extremely provocative, especially Jamie. The costumes left little to the imagination, but he had promised his colleagues that no imagination would be necessary. He had guaranteed accidental nudity. With the exception of Nora, the Hogwarts girls seemed to be running and jumping about without a care, yet there had been absolutely no exposure. Why weren't Zacherley's tits popping out?

"It looks like it is about to rain," Rishard said, glancing at the darkening skies. "This will be our last exercise of the day. Next Saturday we will concentrate on developing team trust."

"Emily, you must be freezing," Tyler said concernedly. "Take my robes."

"I'm fine," Emily lied.

"Sure you are," Tyler rejoined. "Is that why your nipples are as hard as rocks and your skin is covered with goose bumps? Don't be so stubborn. Move closer and at least let me share my robes."

She hoped Tyler wouldn't misconstrue her actions, but she was extremely cold. Emily moved closer as Tyler wrapped his robes around them both and held her tightly in order to share his body warmth.

Rishard had only just begun explaining the next exercise when the skies let loose with a torrent of rain. He quickly dismissed the students and ran for shelter. Had he remained, a curious happening might have interested him. Although the rain drenched all the participants, the costumes of some became immediately transparent while others remained completely dry.

When Emily and Tyler reached the protection of the castle, they stood momentarily just staring at each other. "Thank you for keeping me warm," Emily said, before parting company.

"Any time," Tyler answered back, keenly watching Emily's derriere undulate as she walked away. When her clothes reappeared he still kept watching until finally she disappeared around the corner. He had held her, they had talked but nothing had really changed between them. His momentary bliss was over.

* * * * * *

"Harry! I'm so glad you're back!" Hermione cried, as he entered their quarters. "I was just about to send Hedwig to search you out."

"What's the matter?" Harry asked, seeing grave concern etched on Hermione's face.

"I'm not sure," Hermione answered tensely. "Severus just stuck his head in the fire and asked that you and I come to his office immediately. Tonks and Kingsley Shacklebolt are on their way." Hermione bit her lips. "I don't think it's a social visit. Severus looked distraught."

End of Chapter 13

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