... 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 ...