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Draco sat there on Hermione's knee, visibly shaking from head to foot. He has frozen, as though he could not believe what was happening. Hermione thought she knew what was running through his mind. He nearly had her shrunk, and now here he was, on the knee of an unimaginably huge giantess. He was naked and entirely vaunerable. He had nothing, not even his wand.
He stood up in a blind panic and tried to run away, but before he could move an inch he felt giant fingers close around his right leg as Hermione lifted him up into the air.
"Oh no, you're not going anywhere," Said Hermione, enjoying the sight of Draco flailing about in the air as she held him up so effortlessly. He continued fighting, apparently not thinking that it would do him no good.
"Let go of me!" Shouted Draco. "You…you filthy Mudblood!"
Hermione abruptly let go of Draco. He fell screaming four times his height to Hermione's lap, where he landed in a little heap in the robes suspended between her legs.
"A filthy mudblood, am I?" Asked Hermione, leaning down towards Draco, who was now cowering in her lap. "Brave words from a man who's smaller than a mouse!" Draco was slowly crawling backwards, quivering.
"I don't think you fully understand the situation, Draco," Said Hermione, "You are tiny, defenseless, and entirely at my mercy. I'm going to make you eat all your words, Malfoy, I'm going to make you pay for everything you said."
And with that she whipped out her wand and pointed it at Draco. He sat there petrified. The wand was as thick as his arm and longer than his whole body.
"You're so tiny that one little jinx would probably do you in," Hermione whispered evilly, immensely enjoying Draco's terror. "But I think we need to clean out your mouth. Scorgefy!"
As Hermione uttered the jinx soap bubbles came not only from his mouth but also from his nose, his ears, his belly button, underneath his fingernails and toenails, and pretty much any opening on his body.
Draco started screaming as the soap came streaming out of every part of his body and within two seconds it covered him completely. He rolled around in a desperate attempt to shake it off, but Hermione held her wand firm and the soap continued billowing out.
After about twenty second Hermione lifted the curse. Although she wanted to torture Malfoy, she had no desire to see him drown in soap bubbles. Sputtering, Draco shook off the soap bubbles, coughing them out of his nose and mouth. He was still shaking in terror.
"I hope that helped to clean the filth off you." Hermione said, a satisfied smile on your face. She felt a feeling of such power with the tiny Draco sitting there. There was so much she wanted to do with him…but in all her enjoyment she felt a ping of fear. They were bound to discover that Malfoy was missing. Would they place the blame on her?
She needed to find out. Potions class was over now and the school would be eating dinner. She would have to go downstairs and find out what the situation was. If it was safe, she would come back upstairs and have some more fun with Malfoy.
"Well, I'm going to dinner." Hermione said, picking up the little Malfoy by the middle. Malfoy gave a yelp of surprise as he was yanked off his feet. "I'll be back in half an hour my little stinksap. Until then, I'll keep you here."
Hermione located an empty potions beaker, the kind that was round and the bottom and went unto a tube at the top. Hermione took off the lid and dropped Draco in. He fell several inches and landed with a light thump on the cold bottom of the beaker. Hermione then reinserted the quark. She was satisfied: even if Malfoy could manage to climb up into the tube, which was unlikely, there was no way he could remove the quark.
Hermione started walking towards the door of her dormitory when she heard Malfoy shout something that was muffled by the beaker. She turned around and walked lazily back to the beaker.
"Oh yeah, airholes." Hermione snickered, punching in three small airholes with her wand. Turning to leave she said, "You better be ready for my return, dungbreath. This was just a warm-up!"