Harry's smirked, and a dirty little laugh slipped out.
All witches at Hogwarts wear only sexy lingerie.
Lifting his quill from the page, he looked around. Not having far to look, he glanced sideways to Hermione. His head snapping back to the page in frustration. She looked no different from before. Wondering if the book was a fraud... a Weasley whizz to trick someone, he shut the book in anger.
Looking up and away from the book, he took in the others in the bustling library. His eyes were drawn to Romilda Vane, she was climbing a ladder to reach a high shelf. As she leaned to reach for the book she wanted. Harry was able to see his new rule had been implemented. As he caught a sight of stockings and suspenders flash from beneath her skirt.
Wanting to confirm, he looked towards the wide, tall windows. The sun streaming in illuminated the blouses of certain witches. Harry was happy to confirm the outline of the frilliest underwear, and the traces of corsets and so forth.
He wasn't sure whether to scowl at the book, or hug it to his chest. But, in either case, he knew it's power.
Detecting movement from the corner of his eye. Hermione had noticed his distraction and inattention. Harry resisted the urge to turn, instead catching Hermione adjusting herself from the corner of his eye.
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