An: This fic will include corporal punishment of underage, school-age children. It's basically canon Harry Potter with corporal punishment instead of point deductions and such. If it's not your cup of tea, just leave. Also, pretty!fem!Harry
*** Entrance Hall, Hogwarts
The shivering first years stood in front of the stern Professor who introduced herself as Professor McGonagall.
"This will be your only warning. Hogwarts is very strict on following the rules. Corporal Punishment is par for the course in the Wizarding World. While this may come as a surprise to some muggle-borns, spanking is perfectly acceptable in the Wizarding society, including bare bottom, so be sure to behave yourself in classes unless you WANT your bottom viewed by the entire class. This includes females. Now, please follow me into the Great Hall for the sorting ceremony."
Many muggle-borns gasped in disbelief, all of the purebloods and most of the halfbloods seemed to be resigned to the punishment methods. In fact, the only muggle-born who seemed to be okay with the Corporal Punishment seemed to be a bushy brown-haired girl, who seemed to be very accepting of the methods the Professor stated.
One of the muggle-borns complained loudly.
"I'm leaving!"
McGonagall turned around to look at him with thinned lips. As an untrained wizard, your memory of the Wizarding World would be wiped and your magic would be bound, is that what you wish for?"
The muggle-born hesitated.
"No, Maam."
"Very well then, follow me into the Great Hall."
*** First Potions class, 1st years
Harriet 'Harry' Potter had been lucky to avoid a spanking on several occasions, such s when she turned up late to her first transfiguration class. Thankfully, Professor McGonagall while warning her to be punctual in future classes, let her go because it was still her first week and Hogwarts could be overwhelming.
So far, only a lazy boy named Ronald Weasley had received a spanking, at least in the first year. After transfiguration class, he had been caught insulting the bushy brown-haired girl called Hermione that Harry was tentatively friends with.
McGonagall scolded Weasley in the corridor in front of everybody, before conjuring a wooden chair and sitting on it. She pulled down Weasley's pants but was merciful enough to him (and to the Hogwarts public by not baring his hideous bottom) to leave his boxers on. Then on, his poor bottom got laid into hard and fast. Weasley was crying like a 5 year old after the 10 minute spanking.
That was when Harry vowed never to get into trouble and avoid a spanking at all costs.
So far, she had been pretty successful, the teachers were very approving of her work and she was taking help from Hermione to make sure her work was beyond par.
That was about to change.
After his short speech, Snape glared at the Gryffindor part of the class sitting in front of him.
"Potter, where would you find a bezoar!" He snapped out suddenly.
From her study sessions with Hermione, Harry knew the answer to this one.
"What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"
"Uh…"
Despite her studying, the raved-haired witch was clueless.
Hermione's hand was waving in the air.
"Obviously, some of us haven't studied as much as we need to. 20 points from Gryffindor… and Potter, come up here."
Time seemed to slow down for Harry. Despite all her effort, she was going to be spanked. She gulped before getting up on shaky legs and making the long walk to Snape's desk right at the front of the room. The Potions Professor smirked evilly at her.
"Pants down, Potter."
His vindictive smile grew larger.
Harry's hands slowly moved to the bet that held Dudley's hand-me-downs on her petite waist.
Apparently Harry was being too slow, because Snape grabbed the hem of her pants and hooked his fingers into her knickers in the process as well, pulling both items of clothing down at once.
Harry took in a sharp breath before her hands flew to her privates.
To his credit, Snape didn't even spare a glance to Harry's nether regions before telling her to turn around and lean over the desk.
Harry's small tight bum was bent over the desk.
Snape brought out a paddle, one usually only used on third years and second years for huge offenses.
He brought down the terrifying, though lighter than regular paddle onto Harry's arse, imagining that it was James Potter's.
WHAM! The Paddle struck Harry's bum, creating a loud pound and making her left cheek take on a pink tinge immediately.
"Owww!" Harry howled, her hands immediately leaving the table in front of her to go behind and squeeze her buttocks.
"I'm going to give you 20, Potter and this one doesn't count because you got out of position.
WHAM!
"OWWWW!"
"Count, brat!"
"O-One."
WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!
"Awww! T-Two, Three, Four."
By this point, the strokes alternating between her left and her right cheeks, making them both glow red.
By the end of the spanking, her entire butt was a bright red and she was crying freely.
In the Background, Malfoy sniggered loudly.
"What a crybaby Potter!"
Snape smirked and transfigured Harry's potions stool to hard wood and then ordered Harry to sit.
She sat down with a noticeable wince and tears brimming in her eyes.
"That is the example for any of you dunderheads who don't follow orders, don't finish your homework or displease me with your class performance."
*** After Potions class
Even after the vile Potions Master's class, Harry was still sniffling and both her hands were clutching her bum.
Midway through the class, Snape had smirked and charmed the chair with a low level stinging hex that kept the sting in her bottom going on the entire class at a higher rate than it would otherwise.
Malfoy and his brutes came up behind her.
"Did you see Potter's pussy!" Draco snorted out loud.
Harry felt her cheeks going red. She quickened the pace, it took all the self control she had not to turn around and slap the ferret.
Malfoy sped up too and as he passed her, he slapped her bum, causing her to yelp loudly.
He smirked as he walked to his next class, continuing to talk loudly about Harry.
She blinked back tears and walked to her next class, Transfiguration.
An: How was the first chapter, tell me with reviews, again, if this is not your kind of story then stop reading here.