Hermione's Problems

Dragons and Dilemmas

Hermione Granger slowly opened her eyes, greeted by the warm glow of morning sunlight filtering through the windows of the Gryffindor dormitories. As she sat up in her four-poster bed, she couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. On one hand, she was grateful for the restful night's sleep. On the other hand, the weight and dampness of her soaked nappy reminded her of her problems. You'd think Hermione would have gotten used to it by now but the embarrassment never seems to fade, every time Hermione feels the wetness in her crotch she is reminded of how ridiculous the whole situation is and how utterly babyish things were.

Carefully, Hermione untaped the wet nappy, feeling a sense of relief as she removed it. pulling the heavy mess from beneath her and rolling it into a ball. After disposing of the wet diaper, Hermione cleaned herself thoroughly and began to face the day.

As Hermione made her way to the bathroom for her morning shower, she couldn't help but reflect on the challenges she faced due to her bladder issues. But she also reminded herself of the progress she had made and the strength she possessed to navigate through them.The warm water of the shower cascaded over Hermione's body, washing away any remaining traces of sleepiness. She took her time, allowing herself a few moments of peace and tranquillity before starting the day. The water felt soothing against her skin, a gentle reminder of self-care and renewal.

The sun had just begun its journey across the sky when Hermione stepped out of the warm cascade of the shower. Steam filled the stone bathroom, the arched windows letting in the first light of dawn as she wrapped herself in a fluffy white towel. She padded back to her dormitory, her heart fluttering with a combination of excitement and nervousness for the day ahead.

A neatly folded uniform sat on the edge of her bed, the stark white blouse and black pleated skirt contrasted by the vibrant Gryffindor red and gold of her jumper. But her gaze was drawn to the small pile of underwear next to her uniform. She picked up a pair, the maroon cotton fabric soft under her fingers, the Gryffindor crest embroidered delicately on the waistband. She slipped them on, the fabric snug against her skin, a comforting reminder of normalcy. Hermione debated whether it was a good idea to wear panties seeing as she had wet herself almost every day that week. Hermione noticed Eloise Midgen awake, currently dressed in a pull-up nappy, it's bulk clearly visible under her nightgown. The nappy had a noticeable bulge, a clear sign that it was soaked from the night.

"Morning, Hermione," Eloise greeted her, her voice hushed in the quiet dormitory.
"Morning, Eloise," Hermione replied. They didn't need to say much; their shared experiences brought a level of understanding between them. "Did you leak?" Hermione asked, reaching for her uniform.
"No, not last night," Eloise responded a hint of relief in her voice. "You?"
Hermione shook her head. "No, not me either."

There was a moment of shared silence between them, an unspoken celebration of their small victories.
"I think I'm going to try wearing knickers today," Hermione said, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement at the prospect. Eloise gave her a supportive smile, nodding in understanding.
"That's brave of you, Hermione. I hope it goes well," she said, her words sincere. Hermione nodded, appreciating the support. With that, they went about their respective morning routines, each with their own struggles yet united in their shared experiences.

As she dressed, Hermione felt a familiar pressure building in her lower abdomen. She quickly darted over to the dormitory toilets. 

The Hogwarts bathrooms were nothing short of magical. The high, vaulted ceilings echoed with the soft drip of water from the gold and silver faucets, each one shaped like a different animal head. The stone walls were adorned with mosaics depicting various magical events, and the air was always filled with the pleasant scent of lavender and mint. Hermione had grown to appreciate these details, as she had come to spend more time here than most.