This is a Fan-fiction Harry Potter story, which contains animal transformations. All characters are 18 years of age, and if you have a problem with fiction that involves transformation, it is your responsibility to stop here. Your offense is not my problem. Consider yourself duly informed.

  For EduartBoudewijn

  Fleur and Ginny had been searching all over for Hermione, only to find her secluded down in one of the lower level laboratories. These were usually reserved for graduate students or instructors, but Hermione had always had access to them as her grades had been maintained at the highest level. As they came down into the dark and nearly dank laboratory, Ginny and Fleur could see many small cages filled with creatures both exotic and mundane. They could see large frogs, small pixies, spites, spiders, and many kinds of newts, all in various glass cages and enclosure. Fleur gagged at some of the large bugs, while Ginny grinned broadly at the sight of a large bullfrog who was licking his own nose in a sloppy gross manner.

  “Hermione?” Fleur finally asked, pulling her blonde hair back over her shoulders nervously. “You’ve been gone all day, are you ok?” Fleur said, quickening her pace to move past several spiders the size of squirrels.

  Hermione had been leaning over a desk, her nose aimed at a long scroll with lettering that moved and squirmed around the page. She looked up at her friends in mild surprise, her face covered by large thick glasses that made her eyed look huge. Ginny immediately snickered, covering her lips as Hermione took the glasses off, and blinked at them as if she had just stepped into the light from the dark.

  Finally she smiled, and stood, her brunette hair brushed back as it had been dangling over her shoulders. “Fleur, Ginny!” She said with a smile. “What are you doing down here?”

  “Looking for you, so we could ask the same.” Ginny said, as she stepped over and began to examine a bloated green beetle in a nearby cage. “Isn’t this reserved for higher end spells and animal tests?”

  “Indeed, and that’s why I was down here.” Hermione said, waving her hand over the parchment. “I was studying a very interesting spell, and was sort of lost in my work.” She admitted, grinning sheepishly.

  “Oh?” Ginny said, leaning over to examine the strange swirling and twisting script on the page. “How weird… I can’t read it at all.” She said, as Fleur stood over her shoulder and examined the parchment.

  “It’s a complex magical cipher. Only the glasses allow me to understand it, but it contains some very interesting spells.” Hermione said with a smile. “However, I’ve run into a snag which perhaps you two can help me with!”

  “What do you mean?” Fleur asked, looking up from the book.

  “To be honest, I need some lab rats to test my theory. Would you two mind being my lab rats?” She asked, playful yet clearly careful in her choice of words.

  “Why? What kind of experiment are you going to do?” Fleur asked, her brow furrowed as it was not like Hermione to be evasive. “Why would you need us, and what do you mean by “lab rats” when you ask for our help?”

  “Oh come on, it will be fun!” Hermione insisted, as Fleur began to wonder why she was dodging the question.

  “Sure.” Ginny suddenly said, as she whirled around from the book, a grin on her face. “We’ll be your “lab rats” today.” She said, clapping her hands together.

  “Fantastic!” Hermione smiled, as she turned around and began leafing through stack of books on the table. “Let me find my wand.”

  “Ginny!” Fleur snapped, wheeling on her younger companion.

  “What? I’m bored, and this could be fun.” Ginny said with a shrug.

  “You don’t even know what this is!” Fleur countered, putting her hands on her hips. “What if she wants us to drink some boiling green potion?”

  “Oh come off it Fleur.” Ginny huffed, reminding Fleur of Ronald. “Hermione is the most responsible student in Hogwarts.”

  “Most responsible!?” Fleur blurted out, both of them ignoring Hermione as she tossed books aside in search of her wand. “May I remind you, Miss Weasley…” Fleur used her last name for effect. “That she once turned herself into a cat, and also has used irresponsible time magic to attend multiple classes.”

  “So?” Ginny shrugged. “She’s a good student! We don’t have anything to do, so let’s have some fun!”

  “You are too much like your brother!” Fleur barked.

  “No! Ron would be running to hide behind Harry if Hermione asked him to help.” Ginny barked, crossing her arms.

  “AHA!” Hermione laughed, as she pulled her wand from under the stack of books and parchments. “Found it! Now just hold still!” She said, as she began to check the parchment once more.

  “Hold on!” Fleur said, raising her hands. “What are you going to do to-“ She was saying, as Hermione raised her wand, and spoke the magical words.

  “Laboritorium mures inclusi!” She said, cutting Fleur off mid sentence.

  There was a brief hissing sound as both Fleur and Ginny’s clothing seemed to stretch and expand around their bodies, expanding over their frames like latex balloons. For that instant Fleur and Ginny looked awkwardly down into their own clothing at their naked body, before green mist puffed out from their collars, sleeves and out from under their skirts. The clothing, which had previously been stretched taught, now collapsed in on itself as if it had fallen off of a rack where it had been displayed. Both women’s uniforms fell down towards the ground, socks spilling over shoes, panties plopping down on socks, skirts trailed by sweater and jacket, before both women had vanished. Now lay two pairs of empty and crumbled clothing in piles before a grinning Hermione, who crossed her arms with a cocky smirk on her face.

  “It worked! The first time too!” She laughed, as she bent forward, resting her hands on her knees. “Ok ladies, come on out of there.” She commanded, watching the two empty uniforms with intense interest.

  Fleur was confused, unsure where she was or what had happened to her as she lay on her side, buried under warm heavy cloth. She began to squirm, unsure of how to escape wherever she had fallen to, but as she began to nose her way free, she instantly noticed that her body was now covered in fur as she could feel it brushing against the fabric. A sinking sensation coming over her, she realized that the silky soft fabric she was inside of was in fact her panties, and the large heavy object she was crawling over, was her shoes. She wiggled and squirmed, becoming aware of a trailing tail behind her, and whiskers on her face as the truth was dawning upon her. Finally she squeezed out from what she thought was her sleeve, fresh air hitting her face as she glanced up at a very large Hermione grinning down at her.

  “There you are!” Hermione laughed, as she watched a blonde covered rat climbing free from Fleur’s baby blue uniform. Moments later a small red rat slipped down out of Ginny’s clothing as well, a small pair of pink panties wrapped around her shoulder as she crawled. “Oh, and there’s Ginny! It worked!”

  Ginny and Fleur were now taking a closer look at their smaller bodies, tiny clawed hands rushing over fur, long tails whipping about as they tried to examine them, and pink noses bobbing up and down. Fleur was disgusted, her fur twitching and shaking as her skin crawled upon each further discovery of her new rodent form. Ginny looked more embarrassed, curling her body around itself as if to hide her new shape, her ears folded down to the sides of her head. Just then the two rats made eye contact, and Fleur lowered her ears in a very angry expression.

  “Oh yes… this will be fun.” Fleur said in a squeaky rat like voice, as she glared at Ginny.

  Ginny grinned and shrugged. “What? She did say lab rats.”

  “I did say lab rats.” Hermione agreed. “I need you two for some magical experiments that only rats can do.”

  “I didn’t think you really meant it though!” Ginny complained as she stared up at Hermione, a sense of vertigo coming over her at the size of her in-law.

  “How like you to just jump in anyway.” Fleur said, pouting with her tiny arms crossed.

  “I didn’t know she was being literal!” Ginny yelled in her defense, her voice just as squeaky as Fleur’s. “Sh-She tricked me!” Ginny blurted as Fleur refused to look at her.

  “I didn’t lie!” Hermione snapped, raising a finger. “I told the truth, and you both volunteered.”

  “NO! Ginny volunteered for us both!” Fleur growled. “I never agreed!”

  “Well she tricked me, and I want to un-volunteer!” Ginny added, both of them glaring up at Hermione.

  “Sorry, you already volunteered!” Hermione said, bending down towards them.

  “Hey wait! You can’t do-“ Fleur shouted, but it was too late, as Hermione pinched her and Ginny by their pink tails.

  In moments, Hermione lifted them from the ground by their tails, their little arms and legs flailing wildly as they were pulled up. Both of them now dangled in the air by their rear ends, a most embarrassing feeling for a pair of young ladies, as they squirmed and tried to pull free. However, Hermione’s grip was like steel, and she soon had them pinched together, hanging side by side and bouncing about like a bull’s bollocks.

  “Let us go!” Fleur demanded, before she was kicked in the face by Ginny. “Hey, watch it!” She snapped.

  “I can’t help it! Stop scratching me!” Ginny retorted as Fleur tried to push her away with her clawed hind feet.

  “There we go! Now, let’s go run those experiments, shall we?” Hermione said, smiling as she headed down into the lab, ignoring the impotent protests of her two friends. She was grinning broadly as she bounced the duo in her hand to keep them from crawling up their own tails to escape. “I do love it when you two volunteer to help.”

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