As Hermione's fingers parted way for Harry to fall through them, he was quickly alarmed by the scenery below him. Two gigantic and pale buttcheeks waited to catch the tiny wizard as one of the two girls held open her pants and underwear for him to fall inside.
"Hermione!" he yelled, recognizing her jeans below him almost immediately. Hopelessly clinging to his best friend's index finger as she tried to drop him down the back of her pants. But the bookworm's smooth skin made it difficult for Harry to find his grip as he continued sliding to the tip of her finger.
Meanwhile, Ginny was speechless as she observed Harry's struggle from a proper viewing angle. On the other hand, Hermione could only point Harry towards her gigantic buttocks, unable to see him over her shoulder, waiting for him to fall into her knickers.
But at this point, it was far too late for Harry as he found himself dangling from the tip of Granger's fingernail, wishing Hogwarts had a better gymnastic program than Quidditch as he struggled to hold himself up for more than a few seconds.
Looking over, Harry could see Ginny looking down at him as he lost his grip entirely, helplessly falling into Hermione's undergarments while the second-year girl watched.
He landed on Hermione's knickers inside her pants, rolling downhill towards the third-year student's gigantic buttcheek. She could tell that he'd landed safely inside her undergarments but was still waiting to feel him against her skin before she sealed him inside.
Finally, Harry tripped forward, getting a face full of Granger's doughy butt flesh, which was admittedly much softer than he ever could have imagined. It was like crashing into a sturdy cloud. A visual he could only conceive after flying through actual clouds on his broom.
Content that she could feel Harry squirming against the center of her left buttcheek, Hermione released her grip, allowing her jeans and undergarments to once again conform to the curves of the third-year student's hindquarters.
Unfortunately for Harry, this meant getting even closer to Hermione's booty as her knickers alone did an adequate job in holding his face against her body, pressed down even harder by the added support her jeans offered.
"Ginny? How does Harry look down there?" Hermione asked, rolling her hips to face the second-year student.
"Well, between your butt, and your jeans, I reckon I can't even see him." Ginny's voice boomed behind Harry as she scanned the young witch's backside for any sign of the famous Harry Potter. But he had thoroughly vanished into only one of Hermione Granger's buttcheeks as if there was an invisibility cloak covering him.
"Really? So you can't see him at all?" Hermione asked, trying her best to suppress a laugh. She specifically knew where Harry was on her rear from his struggles against her flesh. She knew it wasn't proper manners to find amusement from Harry being so tiny, but the fact that Ginny could look directly at him and not see a thing made her want to giggle.
Ginny, on the other hand, was feeling a little jealous. Not jealous of Harry, getting to be so close to Hermione's butt. No, she was jealous that Hermione got to have Harry so close to her butt, wishing that she could have introduced Harry to her buttcheeks instead. The second-year Gryfinndor student was sure Harry would like her booty much more than Hermione's giant backside.
"Okay, Harry, you hear that? I'll be able to walk around the school freely with you inside my knickers, and nobody, not even the teachers, will know about it." Hermione announced, but all Harry heard was that he would be bound to Hermione's buttcheek for an undisclosed amount of time. Unable to escape or free himself.
His existence would almost likely consist entirely of cushioning her seat during classes and long study sessions at the library, bouncing up and down with her buttcheek every time she had to walk up or down the school's many revolving stairways. Not to mention being smothered by the bookworm's butt when she fell asleep every night.
What will Hermione do next?
1. Hermione separates from Ginny, heading to the library to do some light reading. Which unfortunately for Harry, translates to a long night under the witch's bum.
2. Hermione and Ginny turn in for the night, forcing Harry to endure a night plastered against Hermione's buttcheek.
3. Hermione wants to get used to feeling Harry pressed up against her rear end, so she goes for a nice long walk around the castle. Making sure he gets accustomed to every inch of her butt flesh.
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