Draco Malfoy had no inkling of what was to come. On this fateful night, the boy had done something he'd come to regret; he had reported Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, and Harry Potter to Professor McGonagall for sneaking out of the castle after hours and getting them into trouble.
The professor had not been pleased. She had lectured the four students sternly.
Hermione was determined to get back at Draco for getting them in trouble. Following their detention in the Forbidden Forest, the witch found herself alone with the bully. "You should not have snitched on us," Hermione stated.
"Oh yeah," sneered Draco. "And just what are you going to do about it." At that moment, Hermione pointed her wand in Draco's direction. He tried to back away, but it was too late. An unseen force had already encircled him, and he felt a strange sensation of shrinking the very instant Hermione spoke.
Draco looked to Hermione in a panic, desperately trying to reverse whatever spell had been cast upon him. However, Hermione stood firmly and determinedly in her place, her wand pointing menacingly at Draco's rapidly shrinking body.
With a strange light emanating from her wand, Hermione began chanting in a low, rhythmic voice. Draco felt a sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach as he realized he was powerless to escape from the spell, and he watched in horror as his body continued to shrink until he was only two inches tall.
Hermione stared down at the miniature Draco and felt a thrill of power. He was trembling in his shrunken state, his eyes wide with fear as he surveyed his captor. Without warning, she swooped her hand towards him, scooping up his tiny body and clutching it tightly. She held him aloft in the light, squinting to get a better view of him from between her fingers. His glare seethed with loathing and violence. "Hello, Malfoy," she said with a triumphant smirk, reveling in her control over the helpless creature in her grasp. She prodded him with her finger, delighting in watching him stumble off-balance.
As she walked through the dimly lit corridors of Hogwarts, Hermione's mind raced with thoughts of what to do with Draco. She wanted to teach him a lesson he would never forget, to make sure he never messed with her or anyone else again.
Hermione felt a rush of excitement as she walked through the Hogwarts corridors with Draco Malfoy in the palm of her hand. She knew she had to be careful to keep him hidden from anyone who might report her to the professors, but the thrill of controlling her long-time bully was too great to ignore.
After arriving at the Gryffindor Common Room, Hermione decided it was time for Draco's first punishment. Discreetly, she placed the tiny boy onto one of the armchairs. Malfoy could think about his actions under her butt while she studied. Hermione could feel Draco's tiny body underneath her as she sat in the armchair. She chuckled to herself as he struggled to maneuver his limbs around so her weight did not squish them. He wriggled and kicked and whimpered, and Hermione had to stop herself from laughing. It had been quite a while since she had seen him like this-- defenseless, unable to control the situation-- and she took pleasure in it. Hermione liked seeing the face of arrogance wiped clean, seeing the ego that nourished his over-inflated sense of self-worth shattered into a million pieces. Every so often, she would shift her weight, causing Draco to squirm underneath her.
Eventually, Hermione grew tired, so she stood up to get ready for bed. A wave of fresh air washed over Draco, and he breathed a sigh of relief. While he was still Hermione's prisoner, at least he was not being squashed underneath her butt. Draco scowled at her as she carried him to her dormitory. "I need to hide you somewhere while I sleep." Hermione sated. Giving it some thought, she decided to keep the tiny boy in her bedside drawer, where he would be safe from wandering eyes. With a wave of her wand, she opened the drawer and gently placed Malfoy inside, watching as he landed with a small thud. To Draco's humiliation, he realized that he was in a drawer with her underwear.
Draco awoke the next day to his giant captor opening the drawer. He still could not believe that Hermione had done this to him. It all seemed like a strange dream. A smug grin played across Hermione's face as she scooped Draco up and deposited him into the cozy confines of her pocket. Draco's heart raced, uncertain of what lay ahead. The mischievous glint in Hermione's eyes hinted at an impending prank during breakfast. Once they reached the bustling Great Hall, Hermione hid behind one of her big books so no one else would see Draco. "Okay, shrimp boy," whispered Hermione, "We are going to play a little game. You are going to go for a swim in my bowl of cereal. Your objective is to avoid my spoon. If you don't...well, I might eat you."
Draco's blood ran cold as he realized that Hermione was completely serious. He desperately tried to plead with her, but his voice was too small to be heard. Hermione chuckled and dropped into the bowl of cereal with a splash. With a mischievous grin, Hermione reached for her spoon and began stirring her cereal. She smiled as she watched Draco struggling to keep his balance in the milk, dodging the spoon as it came dangerously close to him. For a moment, she forgot that Draco was just a helpless, two-inch-tall boy and reveled in the thrill of the chase.
Draco tried his best to swim to the edges of the bowl, but Hermione's spoon was too quick for him. He narrowly avoided being scooped up several times before Hermione let him have a break. She sat back, leisurely eating her breakfast, as Draco swam in circles, trying to avoid her deadly utensil.
Just when he thought he was safe, Hermione suddenly plunged her spoon into the bowl. Draco was lifted out of the cereal, dripping with milk and coughing up cereal pieces. Hermione held him up to her face, grinning wickedly. "Gotcha," she said with a triumphant smirk. Hermione's eyes sparkled with mischief as she raised him closer to her mouth.
From his perspective, her mouth looked like a giant cave, with teeth like stalagmites. Before Draco could do anything, Hermione popped the spoon into her mouth. Draco is plunged into darkness as she retracts her tongue and closes her lips. Hermione begins to toy with him, rolling his tiny body around like a piece of candy.
Finally...
1. Hermione decided to go through with her threat, swallowing Draco whole
2. Figuring Draco had learned his lesson, Hermione spit him out
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