Hermione Granger and the Embarrassing Secret (Part 2)

 Chapter 2:

Ron woke her up as she was drooling on his arm. Harry had disappeared. Probably left the train already, but it was odd he didn’t tell them. Hermione knew instantly that she was wet. Her bum felt cold and clammy, but she hadn’t leaked through her knickers, which was good news. She felt relief that she was wearing the Drynites. As childish as they looked, they had proven to be useful.

Ron got up as everyone was leaving the train. A flash of thought ran through her mind. How was she supposed to change now? Her luggage were being transported to the dorms of the school and the students were expected to join the teachers in the Great Hall for supper. 

 She felt her legs brush against the cold saturated padding of her Drynites as she marched through the corridor of the train. If she could find a bathroom along the way, she thought, she could change out of her Pull-Ups and simply put on the knickers that were covering them.

The bathrooms were far away in the castle and the road was long to get there. She hopped on the carriage next to Ron and Ginny. As she sat on the bench she felt the cold wetness of her Drynite squishing against her buttocks once again, which served as a reminder of her nappy-wearing state. She did her best to forget about it and indulge in a conversation with Ginny who wanted to know where Harry was.

As soon as they arrived at Hogwarts, she flew to the 2nd floor bathroom. She entered one of the cabins and quickly removed her shoes and pulled down her tights entirely. She slid her knickers down to her knees to realize they were slightly damp. Her Drynites had leaked during the voyage, perhaps because they weren’t thick enough. Hermione pondered on the fact that she should’ve worn a nappy like she did on the trip to Hogwarts in her previous years, but as she was growing up it was becoming more humiliating for her to put on nappies in broad daylight and in front of everyone she knew.

She tore down the sides of her Pull-Ups and balled it up. She cleaned herself and pulled her knickers back in place, cringing at the wetness of the fabric. She had no choice but to endure it, as well as the smell of urine that would accompany her for the rest of the day. Hopefully the aroma of the food in the great hall would cover it up. 

She slid up her tights on top of her damp knickers and exited the stall. She headed towards the sinks where she found herself facing another student. Hermione swiftly hid the balled up Drynite behind her back.

Lavender Brown: Hey, I didn’t hear you in there... are you okay?

Hermione: Me? Of course!

She threw the Drynite in the trash as quickly as possible to make sure Lavender wouldn’t realize what it was. How could she anyway?

Lavender: Oh... Alright. I saw you on the train, you know. Sleeping on Ron. you too are close, right?

Hermione: We’re good friends. 

Lavender: I figured. You tell him I said hi okay?

Hermione: Sure...

Hermione walked out of the bathroom. That was a close one. She should be more careful, especially around that girl. She had such a crush on Ron... Not that it bothered Hermione but... He deserved more than Lavender Brown.