Hi again, here's chapter two. Authors note at the end.

Disclaimer: Don't worry; I'll put them back where I found them. I just want to play with them for a while.

"You want us to WHAT!!!

"Pose nude for a calendar to raise money for the school," said Hermione matter of factly. "It's not such a big deal. We've all got the same bits.

"No big deal," repeated Ginny incredulously. "You call stripping off and having a picture taken no big deal.

"Well, you won't actually see anything," said Hermione. "Look." She walked over to a table that had just appeared along with a fruit bowl. Arranging the fruit in a certain way and getting the table to be the right height took a couple of minutes, then 'Mione turned round, stripped off her top and turned round again with a grin. Everything that needed covering was hidden by a couple of well-placed pears.

"Now, can anyone see my nipples?" asked the girl.

"Noooo," replied McGonagall nervously. "But that doesn't alter the fact that we'll be naked."

Hermione sighed. "Just think about it will you? If you agree to do it meet me here at eleven o'clock on Saturday? If you don't turn up, I'll assume you refuse, and I'll find someone else." 'Or have hysterics' she added mentally.

Everyone filed out of the room, and the door disappeared behind them. Ginny hung back to walk with Hermione.

"I must say, Hermione, I'd never have guessed you'd come up with something like this," was Ginny's comment as they made their way down one of Hogwart's many staircases. "I'd got you pegged as the rock climbing, horse riding sort of girl. If you organised a fund raiser most people would expect you to hold a transfiguration competition or something.

"Now you come to mention it," said Hermione, "Dumbledore's announcing my second plan tonight at dinner. Something everyone can get involved in."

Ginny's face was a picture of terror as she asked nervously, "What's the plan 'Mione?"

The only reply was, "Wait and see."

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That night at dinner Ginny was extremely nervous. Her friends asked her what was wrong as she fidgeted in her seat.

"If I'm right, you'll find out in a minute," she said in answer to their questions.

Sure enough, a minute or so later Dumbledore stood up. "If I could have your attention please," he called, drawing the gaze of the student body, and the teaching staff. "One of my pupils has had an excellent idea to raise money for the school. An international tea tray competition. Each house year group must submit an entry, with the students in that year group getting sponsors. We will pick the best for each year group, and then have a school wide judging of the best ones. Each winner will receive 150 house points, and the sponsorship will be collected and used to buy things for the school. Teachers are also required to enter, one tea tray each."

And with that he sat back down. The students were just staring at each other with open mouths, too shocked to say anything. The teachers were doing excellent impressions of goldfish, and even Snape was at a loss for words.

After dinner Hermione was accosted by McGonagall. "Please tell me you had nothing to do with this," the professor breathed heavily.

"Um... I could, but I'd be lying." McGonagall sighed and dragged the girl into her office. "Sit."

Hermione sat.

McGonagall put her head in her hands and collapsed into a convenient armchair.

"How the hell do you make an international tea tray?" she asked finally. "At least tell me that."

"It's not hard professor. You just stick a few cacti on a tray, add sand and a warming charm, maybe a transfigured camel or two, and hey presto, the Sahara desert."

McGonagall just looked at her, a look that said quite plainly, you-must-be-kidding-and-if-you're-not-you're-mental.

Instead of saying what she was thinking, she said calmly, "Hermione, if we're going to be posing nude together don't you think you should call me Minerva?"

Hermione nodded, and then the full realisation of what the woman had said hit her.

"You mean you'll do it?" she exclaimed, bouncing out of her chair and running to hug her teacher tightly. Once the woman could breathe again she replied, "Yes Hermione, I'll do it."

With a grin Hermione stood and gathered her many books into the bag they were meant to be in. "That's three of us," she said happily. "Ginny agreed too. And do try to be original with the tea tray. Do something different. I'm doing Jamaica, but it could be anywhere in the Caribbean."

Minerva laughed. "I'll give it some serious thought. Now go!" She shooed the young girl through the door.

Authors note:

I so proud of myself, this chapter is twice as long as usual!

Thank you to my two reviewers, bookwmnjan (have you any idea how hard it is to spell that?) and Professor McGonagall. I glad you liked it.

To clear up what Dumbledore said about the tea tray competition. Every year in each house must enter a tray. For example, Gryffindor fifth years must enter a tray, as must Slytherin fifth years, Ravenclaw fifth years and Hufflepuff fifth years. The same goes for each year group. Of course, more than one person might make a tray per year, and then the year group must decide which one to enter, or to combine two etc.

Hope that cleared that up. I know it wasn't very clear, but I couldn't think of a way to describe it.

Please R&R