The accidental casting

The accidental casting.
Englishwitch
Disclaimer- Harry potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, Bloomsbury publishers and Warner Brothers.

Chapter 2

Ginny sat down on her bed and rubbed her tired eyes. It had been a long day. She stopped rubbing her face and stroked her hands together. The dragon skin gloves, which were an essential safety feature for herbology, care of magical creatures and occasionally potions, did not agree with her skin and were making her hands rough, dry and aged. Her fingers resembled her grandmothers and it seemed to be spreading upward toward her wrists. All the woman in her family had skin that was easily irritated by dragon hide, her mother had told her on her first day, \'a little moisturiser an a good nights sleep will sort out any problems.\'

Did she have any? Ginny could remember her mother buying a tub of moisturiser with the dragon hide gloves, but she hadn\'t used it because her skin had never been irritated this badly. Ginny had worn her gloves for short periods, but today they were practically attached to her wrists. She had worn them for Herbology, Care of magical creatures and Potions, each lesson followed the other and such lengthy wear had taken its toll.

Ginny dived into her trunk and rummaged through her clothes. It was a real mess, very few of her garments were even folded. Her roommates had commented that she was quite messy, but that wasn\'t totally true. Ginny was messy for a girl; but for a person who grew up in a house with seven men, her six brothers and her father, she was really quite neat. Her mother kept a decent house to say so many boys lived in it and had made a decent impression on Ginny.

There it was, a large blue glass jar stuck between a bra and a pair of socks. *Lady Malkins Moisturiser* the yellowed label read. Ginny smiled and pulled it from the trunk.

The thick grey liquid within smelled strongly of lime. Ginny read the instructions, you had to be careful with magical remedies, even when you\'d grown up in a house full of them.

*Rub into area and leave until tickling sensation fades away, then wash off and wait an hour and repeat treatment in necessary.*

Simple. Ginny thought. She scooped up a generous portion onto her fingers and rubbed it into her hands, at once her skin started to tingle and felt better. Ginny sat back on her bed leaning her back against the wall. Ginny pulled up her shirt and looked down at her breasts. They had really blossomed over the summer, her mother had taken to magically enlarge her bra\'s because otherwise it would have meant buying a new one every week. Ginny had entered her fourth year a nice C-cup and had slowed down, but was still growing.

But the rapid growth had come at a price. Ginny often woke up feeling sore, her back hurt slightly, still unused to the new weight and her breasts were tender and hurt to be touched.

Ginny rubbed her fingers and liked how her hands felt better. The tingling feeling was proving to actually feel quite nice. She smiled slyly and double-checked that the room was empty.

Ginny pulled up her robes and top. She wasn\'t wearing her bra, having taken it off as soon as her lessons were over for the day. The material rubbed at her tits and made them hurt after more than a couple of hours.

Ginny got more than a generous portion of the moisturiser and tentatively rubbed it onto her breasts. A tingling feeling spread across her chest and she sighed happily. It was like having them massaged, no pain, nothing but relief and pleasure. Ginny felt her nipples grow hard from the magical attention and between her legs, her pussy began to awaken.

But she didn\'t get a chance to take advantage of the situation. The door creaked loudly as it opened and Ginny madly pulled her clothes down into place. Hermione, walked into the dorm room, her prefect badge shining brightly against her black robes. It reminded Ginny of Percy and how he spent all of his time polishing his prefect badge. As a prefect Hermione was allowed to perform random checks in the dorm rooms for anything that was on Filches banned list. Ron couldn\'t care less as he thought filches list was a joke. \'He only has all those items because he can\'t put down Fun of any kind.\' In fact Ron only performed these checks when the item bothered him personally. Like the time someone stuck dung bombs (on filches banned list) into his bag underneath a quite heavy book so that when Ron put the bag down the bombs shattered and now Ron\'s bag, and the charms classroom, smelled like year old rotten eggs. There had been quite a crackdown that week.

Hermione smiled at Ginny as she walked in.
\"Hi.\" She said politely as she bent down to glance under the beds, you\'d be surprised how little imagination some people showed when hiding things. \"I knew it.\" Hermione muttered and slid her hands under one of the beds and pulled out a pink yoyo. Hermione tested it and as the toy descended its string it let out a high-pitched banshee-like scream. Screaming yoyo\'s had been banned because kids were unrolling them in front of their sleeping friends ears, causing temporary deafness in one side.
\"Who sleeps here?\" Hermione asked Ginny as she brushed some dust from her robes. Ginny shrugged her shoulders.
\"Sarah, someone. I don\'t talk to her much. Never caught her last name.\"

Hermione nodded and tucked the yoyo into a pocket in her robes.
\"I\'ll get her.\" She muttered. Dropping her serious expression Hermione smiled and came and sat next to Ginny on her bed. Prefect work was over, normal Hermione had returned. Or as normal as Hermione ever got.
\"What are you doing?\" She asked in a friendly tone. Ginny held up the tub of moisturiser.
\"Treating my hands, dragon hide gloves bother them.\"

Hermione took the jar and read the label.
\"Wash it off.\" She said in a concerned voice, not taking her eyes from the jar.
\"HUH.\" Ginny stated confused. Hermione read the label out loud.
\" \'Lady Malkins Moisturiser. Rub into area and leave until tickling sensation fades away, then wash off and wait an hour and repeat treatment in necessary. Do not apply this potion if its Use by date is past. If accidentally used beyond expiration date, wash off as soon as possible as paralysing numbness to area will occur.\' \" Hermione pointed out the writing on the label which Ginny had mistaken for a scribble, it was in fact, the small print. \" Ginny, the expiration date is two months ago.\"

Ginny jumped to her feet and rushed to the pupils\' bathroom and stuck her hands under the tap and rinsed thoroughly. After she was sure that her hands were clean Ginny reached for her robes. Just as she was about to pull them up, she hesitated. \'Paralysing numbness to area will occur.\' Her breasts had been so painful lately, was a little relief too much to ask? They were still tingling as well and it was feeling so good, she really didn\'t want it to end right now.

Ginny strolled back out to Hermione, drying her hands on her robes. She flexed her fingers, no paralysis and no numbness, she was ok.
\"Thanks for the warning.\" She said as she climbed back onto the bed. Hermione nodded and tossed the jar back into Ginny\'s open junk where it made a soft flump noise as it hit her clothes.
\"No problem.\" She smiled.

They made a little small talk, shared a couple of jokes and discussed future events like Hermione\'s up coming exams. She was worried and wasn\'t convinced when Ginny said she\'d pass easily.

About ten minutes into the conversation, Ginny\'s breasts began to feel strangely cold. She ignored it and assumed that the numbing sensation on the warning label was merely beginning to kick in.

Suddenly Ginny screamed loudly and was thrown back onto the bed as a convulsion of agony shot through her body. Hermione\'s hands shot to her face and she jumped around to Ginny\'s side.
\"Ginny? What\'s wrong?\" She asked in a high panicky voice. Ginny thrashed and yelled in agony. It felt like a concrete block had been placed onto her chest.
\"I can\'t breath.\" She gasped out in agony.

Hermione was literally shaking, this was frighteningly familiar. She was about to run and find Madam Pomfrey. But she forgot how to use her legs when Ginny\'s chest began to expand.

It was like her breasts had been plugged into an air pump and someone had let rip on full blast. In seconds Ginny had gone from C cup to D to E to F. The seams of her robes ribbed and exploded, no longer able to contain the expanding mams. DD, EE, FF, and growing beyond any known size.

Hermione sat dumbfounded as the rags of Ginny\'s top fell away, revealing the pale, freckled skin of Ginny\'s tits. Her nipples were rock hard and stood up half an inch long. Her breasts still continued to increase in size and there was practically nothing left of her robes now.

Ginny stared down at herself with wide eyes. She tried to sit up, but the weight of her massive mams held her down.
\"What\'s happening to me?\" She cried. Hermione sat dumbfounded. Ginny was now the size of beach balls and were still expanding.

Ginny gasped and flayed her arms madly.
\"I can\'t breath.\" She gasped toward Hermione, her face was beginning to turn red and Hermione realised that the weight of the tits was squashing Ginny\'s rib cage and stopping her getting air into her lungs.

Hermione jumped to her feet, grabbed Ginny\'s arms and pulled hard. It was like trying to carry three people on your back, Ginny\'s weight had increased so much. With a lot of hard work Hermione managed to get Ginny sitting up and kept a tight grip on her wrists otherwise Ginny would fall over again. Her tits were sitting on her lap and were actually hanging over her knees. They were slowing down and were coming to a stop. The bra needed to cover those things was in a size that didn\'t exist.

Hermione fell back and stared. The large pale skinned tits were covered in freckles. Her nipples were over three inches long and rock hard, the pink around them were as big as saucers. They were impossibly large and reminded Hermione of beanbag chairs with nipples. They covered her entire thighs and hung over her knees and almost touched the floor. Just the very tips of Ginny\'s shoes could be seen. If Hermione wrapped her arms around one, her fingertips would only just touch if she squeezed a little.

Hermione felt like her brain had been switched off. She just couldn\'t process the information of two giant boobs attached to a small girl. Ginny breathed deeply, it was hard to take air into her lungs due to the size of the knockers, but enough was getting in.
\"What the hell happened.\" She said looking down at herself. Hermione didn\'t say a word, she seemed to have been shocked into forgetting how to form words. Ginny looked at her intensely. Her back was starting to hurt and if Hermione loosened her grip for a second she would fall back and suffocate.
\"HERMIONE.\" She screamed.

This snapped Hermione back into reality and she almost dropped Ginny. Manoeuvring herself around Hermione helped pull Ginny onto the bed and leaned the girl against the wall. Ginny sat with her legs straight and buried under her titan tits. The rags of her robes fell away and lay in tatters on the bed and floor.
\"What happened?\" Ginny asked bewildered.

Hermione shrugged her shoulders and looked at the jar of moisturiser.
\"Did you put some of this on your chest?\" she asked quietly, still staring at the label. A sense of déjà vu came over her but she couldn\'t explain it. Ginny nodded.
\"Yes, but just a little.\" She said quietly. Hermione clicked her fingers.
\"Of course. How could I have been so stupid?\"
\"What?\" interrupted Ginny desperately, Hermione had an answer and she wanted to know.

Hermione stared at Ginny for a moment. The breasts jiggled slightly with every breath she took and Hermione felt a familiar stirring between her legs. She wanted to reach out and touch the engorged nipple, wondering vaguely what it would taste like. A mental snap of the fingers brought an end to that thinking. Ginny needed help.
\"When I was staying with you over the summer, Fred and George took me aside one day and asked for my help with some disposal of magical items. One of the jokes for their store.

\"What they had done was take some moisturiser and enchant it with an engrowment charm. People would use it on their hands and a few minutes later their hands would grow four times bigger. They thought it was a hilarious idea. They had created over a dozen jars by the time they had figured out that people might put it in other areas. If a woman put it on her breasts, they would grow so large that she might suffocate. And if a man put it on his penis…well, you can imagine. They neither wanted a reputation for murder or a sex trade.\" Hermione tossed the jar away back into Ginny\'s trunk.

\"We thought we had got them all, but it looks like a couple slipped through the net. When your mum packed your trunk she must\'ve found the jar and put it in for you.\"

Ginny rested her arms onto her massive mams, there was really nowhere else she could comfortably put them. Hermione gasped quietly as the mountain of flesh shook slightly. Ginny noticed the look on Hermione\'s face and snapped her fingers to get her attention.
\"Can you hurry up and take it off. I know the engorment charm can be reversed.\" She demanded.

Hermione fell silent.
\"Fred and George put a blocking charm on the cream. The engorment charm can\'t be reversed. You need to wait an hour for it to wear off.\"

Ginny looked like if she could move she would clamp her hands around Hermione\'s neck.
\"WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO FOR AN HOUR?\" She yelled at the top of her voice.
\"Keep your voice down.\" Said Hermione calmly. \"You don\'t want to attract any attention.\"

Ginny glared at Hermione, but said nothing. Hermione meanwhile had kind of forgotten that Ginny had a head and stared hard at the engorged pink nipples. Each one just over three inches long and was still rock hard. Her pussy tingled and felt damp, she wanted to put one of those nipples into her mouth and suck on it. Again she was curious at what it would taste like. Hermione was always a curious girl, and knew that this answer wasn\'t in a book.
\"Well, first of all.\" Said Hermione in a matter-of-fact voice. \" We might as well get those rags off you and get you covered.\" She indicated the last remains of Ginny\'s clothes, which were draped, on her shoulders. Ginny nodded and tried to lean forward, but she found she couldn\'t move more than a couple of centimetres.
\"Not happening.\" She said in a defeated voice.

Hermione pulled her wand out of her pocket.
\"Let me.\" She said in a tone that Ginny couldn\'t identify. \"Accio robes.\" There was a loud tearing noise as Ginny\'s robes were pulled away from her body. The rags fluttered through the air for several minutes like a thousand small black birds and landed in front of Hermione. Ginny looked thankful, but Hermione wasn\'t finished there. She pointed her wand at Ginny again.
\"Accio, jeans.\"

Ginny screamed in protest as her jeans were yanked down her legs by invisible hands of immeasurable strength, it hurt slightly as the button and zip weren\'t pulled open. They flew through the air and landed in front of Hermione and even folded themselves up neatly. The tightness of the jeans had yanked Ginny\'s panties down and now they sat twisted around Ginny\'s ankles. Hermione grabbed the garments and tossed them aside.
\"What are you doing?\" Ginny complained loudly. Hermione didn\'t answer at first and gripped Ginny\'s legs, pushing them gently apart.
\"Something to pass the time.\" She muttered.

Ginny\'s legs were forced open wide and Hermione slid herself between them, headfirst. It was terrifying to place herself between the two mountains of flesh. Ginny protested, but couldn\'t close her legs without help, the weight of her breasts had pinned them into place. She tried to reach her arms down and grab Ginny, but with the titan tits in the way, she didn\'t even come close.

Hermione placed herself right in front of Ginny\'s pussy and smiled. Despite her protests, the girl was wet. Hermione saw Ginny\'s clit, asking to be touched. Hermione moved her hand up and gave the clit a gentle squeeze. Ginny gasped lightly and her protests died.
\"Again.\" She gasped. But Hermione had other ideas. She grabbed Ginny\'s wand and whispered something that made the stick of wood gently vibrate in her hand. Ginny knew what was about to happen, but didn\'t protest in time. Hermione slid the wand inside the young girls pussy and Ginny gasped as her cunt came to life and her body was gently massaged by a rising tide of passion. But the sensation was slow, too slow. Hermione hadn\'t done this to bring Ginny to orgasm, but tease her. At this rate she would be here for hours.
\"I\'ll be right back.\" Hermione said with a seductive smile on her face. Ginny opened her mouth to protest, but Hermione gently squeezed Ginny\'s hard nipples and the girls voice died in her throat.
\"Trust me.\" Said Hermione running for the door. \"You are going to love this.\"

Hermione slammed the door shut and put a locking charm on the door. She raced down the stairs across the common room and up the stairs to the boy\'s dorm. She burst right in without knocking.

Harry was sitting on his bed, a book in his hands and a parchment and quill sitting on the bed. He smiled when he saw Hermione.

After an accident with a handmade potion a year ago, Harry had been left quite gifted in the trouser department and all attempts to cure him had failed. Hermione and Harry had managed to keep it a secret, but rumours were starting to leak out and Harry had begun to notice a different kind of stare coming, mainly from girls, as he walked through the halls.
\"Are you here to test a new cure? Or something a little more fun for the both of us?\" He asked climbing to his feet. He came forward and leaned in to kiss Hermione, but she stepped back and stopped him.
\"Come with me, I have a treat for you.\"

She guided him down to the common room, Harry stopped as he saw she was guiding him toward the stairs to the girls dormitory\'s
\"Hang on a minute.\" He said, shaking her loose. \"Boys can\'t go up to the girls dorms, you know that.\"

Hermione smiled knowingly and whispered something that Harry, who was standing right in front of her, could only just hear.
\"Prefect Hermione Granger gives Harry Potter permission to go up to the stairs to the girls dormitories.\" She gripped his wrist tightly and dragged Harry forward onto the first step. Nothing happened, there was no loud klaxon noise and the stairs didn\'t turn into a slide.
\"The founders of Hogworts thought that prefects and head girls would be mature enough to know who was trustworthy to come up. It\'s all in *Hogworts a history* if you read between the lines a little.\"

But Harry wasn\'t listening anymore, he now had permission to come up to the girls dorm rooms. He was already planning a few nightly visits to Hermione\'s room.

Hermione guided him up, not the fifth year dorm where Hermione resided, but the fourth years bedrooms.
\"Hermione-\" He began, but Hermione interrupted him.
\"I know what I\'m doing. You are going to love this.\"

To be continued.