Hermione's Mistake

Chapter 10
Aftermath

Ginny shook her head as Hermione crawled across the floor. She was trapped in a crib, wearing a diaper.

“What kind of act is this?” Ginny thought to herself. “Who would fake something like this?”

“Hermione.” Ginny said, “It’s about time to get rid of the act and get me out of this rib.”

Hermione looked at Ginny, drool falling down her chin as she stared.

“This isn’t an act, is it?” Ginny said to no one in particular.

Hermione answered with a babble and a loud blurt sound, followed by an unmistakable odor.

“Of course” Ginny thought to herself, dejectedly.

As she said that, Hermione had closed her eyes and fallen asleep on the floor. Ginny sighed and laid on her back, pondering her predicament. Her once warm diaper was becoming cool and clammy, but she couldn’t remove it, knowing that she could be in this crib for awhile.

2 hrs later

Ginny looked over to Hermione and saw that she was still napping peacefully. Hermione’s messy diaper had smelled up the room a long time ago, and Ginny had begun to ignore it. She felt a twinge in her bladder, and was about ready to release her urine into her now itchy diaper, but stopped. She didn’t want to pee the second that she felt she needed to; that would be too babyish. Only a few seconds after the twinge, she felt her bladder reach its limit. She was amazed at how quickly her bladder went from twinge to full. She felt no shame into releasing her bladder into her diaper, feeling relieved as the soreness of a full bladder receded. When she had finished she noticed that her diaper was at the point of leaking, but luckily it was no longer clammy or cold. She knew she needed to get out soon,.or her diaper would leak tremendously. She audibly sighed to herself. As she did, Hermione squirmed a little. Ginny looked over, but it was with false hope, as Hermione’s sleeping form only shifted slightly.

A few minutes later, Ginny felt something which made her cringe. The need to relieve her bowels. As much as it would pain her, she refused to use her diapers for a bowel movement, unless she was at risk of death.

Ginny was in a lot of pain right now, trying not to release her bowels. As she was struggling to hold her feces, she heard a sound that might as well have been an angel singing. It was a yawn. She turned to see Hermione yawning and sitting up.

“Why am I not in my crib?” Hermione thought out loud.

“Hermione!” Ginny said.

Hermione looked at Ginny with a confused look in her eyes. “Why are you in my crib, and wearing a wet diaper?”

“No time to explain” Ginny said, sounding urgent. “Just open the crib.”

Hermione looked confused, but obliged Ginny. She reached to the top of the side of the crib, and undid the lock. The side fell to the floor, and Ginny scuttled out. Ginny ran for Hermione’s bathroom, but misjudged the thickness of her sodden diaper and quickly tripped onto her chest. The shock of the fall caused Ginny to release the contents of her bowels. She could feel the mush spread against her buttocks. Without even bothering to get up, Ginny began to cry. She had just soiled her diaper.

Hermione looked over at her friend in utter confusion, wondering what had happened to her. Hermione could smell the unmistakable odor of feces in the air. Assuming that the odor was emanating from herself, Hermione walked over to Ginny to see what was wrong. As she bent down to pat her friend on the back, the smell of feces became more intense. Also, she saw a noticeable bulge on the rear of Ginny’s diaper.

“Ginny, are you okay?” Hermione asked.

The young witch just sniffled out a few more tears, before looking up at Hermione with reddened eyes.

“I can’t believe that-that I did that” Ginny managed to stutter.

“It’s not your fault” Hermione said, even though she had no idea whether it was or not, having no recollection of any of the events that transpired before a few minutes ago.

“Yes it is” Ginny said, recollecting herself.

“Why don’t you go take a shower” Hermione suggested.

“That’s a good idea” Ginny said, sniffling a bit.

Ginny grabbed her pants and panties, and led herself into Hermione’s private bathroom, noticing the uncomfortable shifting of fecal matter in her diaper. She closed the door to the bathroom, and banished the diaper from her. She cringed at the fact that their was still fecal matter stuck to her rear. She conjured some baby wipes and wiped her buttocks before she entered the shower.

As Ginny showered, Hermione was pondered the current situation. She tried to think about what had happened before her consciousness came flooding back, but all she could manage was a blur of diapers, her crib and Ginny. Hermione wondered why Ginny had been in her crib wearing a diaper in the first place. As she thought this, she noticed her diaper grow damp. She mentally hoped that Ginny would hurry up and get out of the shower, because Hermione now thought the task of changing her diaper was too arduous and complicated for her to complete, even though as recently as a few days ago, she was doing it quite methodically without any help.

Not long later, Hermione’s diaper was beginning to become cold and clammy. Hermione didn’t want this feeling to last, and soon felt herself audibly whining because the problem wasn’t solving itself. After a few more minutes of mild uncomfortableness, Hermione found tears welling up, and begin to stream down her face. She tried to stop it, but she soon found herself crying out loud. She heard the sound of the shower turning off, and Ginny soon exited the bathroom, wearing a towel she hurriedly wrapped around herself. As she hurried over to Hermione, she had to keep the towel from falling off.

“Are you okay?” Ginny asked.

Hermione just continued to cry, unsuccessfully trying to tell Ginny what her problem was. Ginny, realizing that she wasn’t going to get an answer from Hermione, looked around to see if their was any noticeable problem. She didn’t see anything, so she tried asking Hermione again. Once again not receiving an answer, Ginny stuck two fingers into the waistband of Hermione’s diaper and noticed that she was indeed wet. Not knowing whether or not this was the problem, Ginny made quick work of changing Hermione, noticing that Hermione’s cries had lessened since taking off her wet diaper. After the change was complete, Hermione had calmed down, and Ginny had a chance to ask what had happened.

“I don’t know” Hermione said “I just started to cry at the slight discomfort of a wet diaper.”

“It’s just one thing after another with you isn’t it?” Ginny said smiling.

Hermione just laughed and sat up.

“Well, I guess I’m finished taking a shower, so I’m going to go get dressed” Ginny said.

Ginny went into Hermione’s bathroom to change into her clothes. When she came out, she sat down next to Hermione with a serious look on her face.

“Hermione, we need to talk” She said, very seriously.

“What do we need to talk about?” Hermione said, fearing the answer.

“This baby act of yours isn’t an act, is it?” Ginny asked.

“Wh-what do you mean?” replied Hermione.

“All the times that you have been acting like a baby. You weren’t just playing, were you? You really thought you were a baby.” Ginny said.

Hermione fell apart, “It’s-it’s just happens sometimes! I feel weird and all of a sudden I’m thinking like a baby. Then later, it goes away. Sometimes I remember it, sometimes I don’t. Sometimes I even think I’m dreaming!” Hermione cried.

“It’s ok” Ginny said comfortingly, patting Hermione’s back.

Hermione managed to calm down, since it seemed as if her friend didn’t think of her as a freak.

“Do you know why this is happening to you?” Ginny inquired.

“No” Hermione replied, “but promise me you won’t tell anybody.”

“Ok” Ginny answered. “But don’t you think you need some help?”

“Maybe” Hermione replied, “but I can’t let anybody find out. I’d half to jump off the top of the castle.”

“I understand” Ginny said. “But I’m still concerned”

“I know, and thank you” Hermione replied.

“No problem” Ginny said, smiling.

Hermione smiled, but stopped when she smelled the odor of feces. She smiled and gave Ginny a sly look. “I make poopy” She said, in her cutest baby voice.

Ginny looked shocked for a second, but soon realized it was a joke. Ginny made quick work of changing Hermione and heard Hermione’s stomach growling. Hermione’s rumbling stomach gave Ginny the idea for the two of them to have some breakfast. Ginny decided that the two of them should just eat up in Hermione’s room and not bother with the Dining hall. Ginny transfigured Hermione’s small coffee table into a large enough table to eat off of. She conjured up two chairs, but Hermione’s was unlike her own. Hers was a padded chair. While Hermione’s was a high chair. Ginny thought of it as a joke, but Hermione unexpectedly let Ginny help her into the high chair, as if she had expected it. Ginny decided to go with the flow, and lock the tray to the high chair. After that, she summoned some food for herself and asked Hermione what she wanted to eat.

“Whatever” Hermione said.

Ginny just shrugged and summoned a simple sandwich. Hermione tried to eat it, but it was evident that the small sandwich was too big for her. Ginny sighed and cut it into pieces for her. Hermione tried picking up one of the pieces, but the contents fell all over her, leaving her holding just two pieces of bread. Hermione felt uncontrollable tears forming in her eyes, but Ginny magically cleaned her up and transfigured her sandwich pieces into one bowl of warm soup. Hermione smiled, but saw Ginny once more flick her wand. Hermione looked to see what changed, but at first didn’t notice the bib that Ginny had summoned on her chest. It was large enough to reach past her chest. It was purple with an orange border and green text which said “Baby Witch”. Under that, was a picture of a stereotypical Halloween witch with a diaper on. Hermione scowled, but Ginny noticed that she didn’t take it off. Hermione tried to eat her soup with her plastic clown spoon, but she just spilled the first two spoonfuls on her bib. Ginny sighed and took the spoon from Hermione and began feeding her. Hermione didn’t complain and let Ginny feed her. After breakfast, Ginny took Hermione’s bib and cleaned her mouth with it. Ginny opened the tray on the high chair and helped Hermione out of it. Ginny noticed that Hermione’s diaper was wet, but not wet enough to require an immediate change.

“Now that breakfast is done, you should probably take a shower” Ginny said.

“Ok” Hermione said, walking into her bathroom.

As Hermione went into her bathroom, she noticed that her tub seemed menacingly large. It wasn’t, but it just seemed like it. Hermione cautiously walked over to the tub and turned the cold water on. She then turned the warm water on and found a nice balance between the two, but favoring the hot water. Hermione nervously turned the shower knob, but jumped back in fear as the shower head began spraying. She was so frightened that she wet herself. Of course, that could have also been just a coincidence, she thought, knowing that her diaper was slightly wet when she went into her lavatory. Regardless, she was frightened of the showerhead, and quickly turned it off. Hermione decided to take a bath instead and Let the tub fill up to the level she wanted. She turned off the water and took her shirt off. She wasn’t wearing a bra, so all she had to worry about was her diaper. She looked at it for a few seconds and blushed. She walked out of her bathroom and over to Ginny who was sitting in a chair, reading a textbook, Ginny looked up when she heard the door open. She took notice of the topless witch with a diaper wetter than it was a few minutes ago. Hermione sheepishly pointed to the tapes of her diaper, and Ginny, recognizing the problem undid Hermione’s diaper tapes and let the soiled garment plop to the floor, leaving Hermione as naked as the day she was born, which, when taking into account the wet diaper, didn’t seem like that long ago. Hermione, still blushing, scuttled back to the lavatory and closed the door. Relieved that her diaper problem as solved, she sighed and walked over to the tub. She went to get in, but fear overwhelmed her. She tried again, but felt herself getting ready to cry. She sighed and once again left the lavatory. She walked up to Ginny and blushed even stronger.

“Would you mind bathing me?” Hermione said, blushing.

Ginny was only mildly surprised at the request, after having changed the girls diapers for a few days and having just fed her in a high chair.

“Sure, come on” Ginny said.

“Thanks” Said Hermione.

Ginny followed Hermione into the bathroom, getting ready to bathe a girl that was one year her senior.

Ginny held Hermione’s hand in order to ease her into the tub. As Hermione sat down, she felt the warm, relaxing water slide around her skin. She sighed in relief, as Ginny grabbed Hermione’s loofah and began to lather it up. Ginny took the lathered up bathing tool, and instructed Hermione to lift her arms in the air. Hermione obey, lackadaisically. Ginny noticed this, and summoned a few bath toys to give the bathing girl some fun. Hermione smiled at the bath toys, and grabbed the toy merman, making it dive in out of the tub water. Hermione couldn’t help but giggle as Ginny scrubbed her armpits. Ginny smiled at the scene of Hermione giggling and holding a bath-toy. As Ginny was finishing the scrub-down, Hermione got a wicked idea through her head. Her hand flew towards the water and let a wave of sudsy water collide with Ginny. The flame-headed girl had an angry look on her face, but her countenance soon changed to one of happiness. Ginny pulled her wand out of her pocket, and used it to continually splash Hermione.

“How about a taste of your own medicine” Ginny said, laughing.

“Oh, ok enough!” Hermione said, between laughs and waves of water.

Ginny laughed and let the torrent die down. “Don’t mess with the girl with the wand.”

“If I had my wand, I would have washed you back to the troll wars of 1387.” Hermione said, triumphantly.

“Stuff it, little girl” Ginny said with a flick of her wand and a muffled incantation.

Hermione then saw something zoom from her room towards her (Ginny never bothered to close the bathroom door). The mysterious object was on a collision course with her mouth, and before she had a chance to move, it went into her mouth. She noticed it was her pacifier, and tried to take it off, but couldn’t. Ginny must have jinxed it. Hermione felt relaxed by the pacifier, so she didn’t really care if she sucked on it. Satisfied that Hermione would be quiet, Ginny began the task of washing her hair. Hermione’s hair was a hard task, but she managed her way through it as Hermione sucked on her pacifier and played with her toy.

After a few more minutes of bathing, Ginny helped Hermione out of the tub, and dried her off with her wand. Ginny led Hermione into her room and onto her changing table that they didn’t bother to unconjure. Ginny powdered Hermione’s crotch and then grabbed a diaper. The diaper in her hands felt a lot different ever since she had to wear one earlier in the day. She also noticed the diapers lacked a little something, and pondered what that was. After a second or two, an idea came to Ginny and she used a transfiguration spell to transform the boring diaper, into a slightly thicker diaper with a smiling griffin on the front. Their were also a few brooms that would begin to fly around the diaper if it happened to be wet. Ginny was satisfied with her revision, and slid the new garment under Hermione. She taped the sides of the diaper and helped Hermione off of the changing table. She undid the incantation on Hermione’s pacifier, but the brunette witch kept sucking anyway. Ginny smiled at the girl, and decided that Hermione could just go around in a diaper for now. Ginny had no plans for either of them to leave her room, and the magic castle was warm enough to allow such a display. Also, it was easier for the tired red head. Hermione walked over to her personal couch, not caring that she was almost naked, and sat down next to it. Ginny yawned and sat down on the couch. She watched as Hermione was fascinated by her own toes, and drifted asleep to this thought.