Time Loops, Wheel of Time Part 14

Hermione sighed when she realized that she'd appeared without her clothes and that Harry was naked and talking to an attractive and half naked woman wearing a black skirt. 'This is going to be distracting, but at least he'll realize I'm a girl,' she mused as she walked over.

Harry turned and stared when he realized that he'd lost track of time and that Hermione had also appeared naked. His gaze dropped down to her crotch despite his best effort, confirming that she shaved. He pulled his attention back up to her face, doing his best not to blatantly stare at her breasts. 'She's going to kill me.'

"Welcome to Magic School," the woman offered as she conjured another clipboard with a class list. "I have your class list."

"Thank you," Hermione replied, trying not to stare at the woman's breasts or Harry's 'equipment' as she took the clipboard. 'Just think about it like the topless beaches in France. Yeah, they're not standing a couple of feet away, and it's Harry, not some random stranger.'

"They have some fantastic classes," Harry offered.

"That's…" Hermione trailed off when she looked at the rather long list of classes. "I've always wanted to take Alchemy and learning to duel sounds useful."

"They also have magical flight," Harry said cheerfully, deciding to ignore the fact that they were naked if Hermione wasn't going to bring it up.

"Like I was telling Harry before you arrived, feel free to pick as many classes as you want, we'll fit them in your schedule," the woman assured her. "Of course, you're free to add classes whenever you want so don't feel like you have to take everything to start with."

"Do you have any suggestions?" Hermione asked, figuring the teacher might have a better idea where to start than she did.

"I suggest a mix of mundane and magical classes to help shore up your education. Maybe start with Basic Computer Operation, Defense, Charms and Transfiguration and toss in a math class and some type of creative writing class. That would give you a decent foundation then I'd take some electives like Photography, Flight and or Sex Education."

"What do you think?" Hermione asked Harry, not sure about the Flight class but willing to admit that she needed to work on it.

"I was going to toss in Dueling and I wasn't going to take Photography but I wouldn't mind learning how to take a decent picture," Harry admitted as he added Photography to his list of classes, deciding that he might as well try something new since he could always drop it if he didn't like it.

"That sounds good to me," Hermione offered as she made a check by the classes the teacher had suggested, figuring she could take it easy her first quarter. 'Sex Education is probably just a short lecture,' she mused, not particularly worried about it.

"Fantastic, that just leaves your dorm assignments. Do you want to share a dorm or do you want to get assigned to a random dorm?" the woman asked as she collected the clipboards.

"Share?" Hermione asked Harry, not particularly interested in sharing a dorm with a bunch of people that she didn't know.

"Sure," Harry agreed, figuring they'd have curtains like the dorms at Hogwarts.

"Excellent. I've got the perfect room, it even comes with a private shower," the teacher replied cheerfully as she mentally updated their room assignments and class choices. "You're responsible for keeping your dorm clean but that shouldn't be a problem considering your style of magic. Speaking of different types of magic, do you want to take the introduction to channeling class? It might help answer some questions about the local magic users."

"How much homework are we going to get?" Harry asked, trying to make sure he could keep up.

The woman laughed. "None, it's basically a three hour lecture split up into two classes, it shouldn't conflict with anything."

"We'll take it," Hermione told her.

"Sure," Harry agreed, not seeing a problem with listening to a lecture on the local magic, especially if he wasn't graded on it.

The woman smiled as she mentally added the lecture to their class lists and conjured two notecards with their classes. "It's three forty school time which means you'll be starting classes tomorrow. If you'll follow me, we'll pick up your books, swing by the nurse for a check up and I'll show you where your dorm is."

"What about Sirius?" Hermione asked.

The woman shook her head. "Every second outside is twenty four minutes inside, how many seconds do you think it took before he followed you?".

"At least two or three," Hermione admitted.

"Which means you'd be sitting here for the better part of an hour or maybe longer, no real point when you can get settled in and pick up your books," the woman explained as she started walking down the hall to the bookstore.

"He'll catch up," Hermione said as she followed the teacher, looking forward to getting her books so she could start reading them.

"Okay," Harry agreed as he followed Hermione, hoping the nurse's visit wasn't particularly annoying.

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Sirius frowned when he appeared in an empty entrance hall without any sign of Harry or Hermione. "Great, they stole my clothes," he muttered when he realized that he was naked.

An attractive half naked woman with blonde hair appeared out of thin air. "It's an unfortunate or fortunate side effect of the nature of the school. You'll just have to get used to it and enjoy the view."

Sirius glanced at the woman's black skirt then her generous breasts before he managed to pull his attention up to her face. "If that's the case, why do you have clothes?"

"I'm a teacher, black skirts are our standard uniform," the woman replied with a grin.

"Okay," Sirius agreed, not seeing a problem with the dress code if all of the teachers were this attractive. "Where are Harry and Hermione?"

"They're on their way to the nurse's office so they can get the standard medical checkup that all new students receive," the woman explained as she conjured a clipboard with a list of possible classes on it. "After they're done with their checkup, I'll show them to their dorm and point out where to find the cafeteria."

"Where is the nurse's office?" Sirius asked.

"In another castle," the woman replied as she handed the clipboard to Sirius.

"In another castle?" Sirius asked.

"Don't worry about it," the woman replied, not seeing a reason to explain the joke or the fact that they were actually down the hall until he'd finished picking his classes. "Relax, they're fine. We have some of the best healers around. You need to pick your classes and your dorm."

Sirius glanced over the list of classes, a touch surprised at the large collection of subjects. "Sex Education? I know how everything works."

"Great, does that mean you're willing to sign up to be a fuck buddy?" the woman asked him hopefully.

"What?!" Sirius sputtered, wondering if he'd heard her correctly.

"The Sex Education classes teach various sexual techniques, they're always looking for male volunteers, it's a good way to earn extra credits and to have some fun," the woman explained as she conjured a pamphlet that explained everything and handed it to him.

"Huh," Sirius muttered when he realized that the school believed in hands-on experience and that the so called 'fuck buddies' would basically help the teacher's demonstrate various positions and types of sex and be available for sex with the students by mutual agreement and the teacher's permission. He quickly skimmed the list of rules designed to keep the students safe and happy and realized that they seemed pretty reasonable, especially since you couldn't get pregnant in the school because of the wards. "If I sign up, can you make sure I'm not assigned to Harry and Hermione's class?"

"Absolutely," the teacher replied with a grin, not seeing a problem with that request since there were quite a few different Sex Education classes.

"Sign me up," Sirius replied as he looked over the rest of the classes, figuring this was a good chance to knock some of the rust off his skills.

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"Do you want the good news or the bad news first?" the nurse asked as she walked over to the cabinet to grab a remedy, hiding her annoyance with the boy's medical scan.

"Let's start with the good news…" Harry trailed off as the half naked purple haired nurse leaned over to grab a potion bottle and gave them a nice view of her ass as her short pink skirt didn't cover enough and she wasn't wearing underwear.

'McGonagall would blow a gasket,' Hermione thought, not sure how to feel about the half naked staff or the lack of clothes. 'At least Harry finally realized that I'm a girl.'

"The good news is the potion should fix you right up," the nurse replied as she walked over and handed Harry the potion.

"What's the bad news?" Harry asked, wondering when the other shoe would drop since the school sounded pretty amazing so far.

"I don't have any," the nurse admitted. "Unless you actually like wearing glasses?".

"Not really," Harry admitted. "What do I have to do?"

"Take off your glasses, pop the cork and drink the whole thing in one shot," the nurse told him.

Harry took his glasses off and handed them to Hermione then pulled the cork out and drank the potion, a touch surprised by the taste since it wasn't unpleasant unlike most of the potions Pomfrey had given him over the years.

Hermione took a step back in surprise as Harry quickly grew half a foot and put on at least thirty pounds of muscle. "What the blazes?!"

"He had a decent collection of status effects, including depression(inflicted), malnourished, polyjuice and stunted growth; the remedy fixed them. It also fixed his vision and the cursed scar, you're welcome," the nurse offered, wishing she could reach out and murder the people that had fucked him over.

'Damn,' Hermione thought as she studied her friend, willing to admit, if only to herself, that he was damned hot.

"This is going to take a bit to get used to," Harry admitted, rather amused that he was actually taller than Hermione and happy that he didn't need his glasses anymore.

Hermione reluctantly pulled her attention off of Harry. "Do I need a potion?"

The nurse shook her head. "No, being teleported to the school deals with viruses and harmful bacteria and the magical scan came back negative which means you have a clean bill of health."

"That's good," Hermione agreed.

"Do you need anything else?" Harry asked, half expecting her to want to do a couple of tests.

"Nope, you're good," the nurse replied as she conjured a pair of lollipops and handed them to the teenagers. "Have fun."

"Thanks," Harry replied as he accepted the lollipop and headed out of the office before she could change her mind.

"Thank you," Hermione told her as she accepted the lollipop.

"You're welcome," the nurse replied as Hermione turned and left, happy that she could help.

0o0o0

"Do we have keys or is there a…" Harry trailed off as the elevator doors opened and he saw a dark haired boy about his age having sex with a girl in the hallway with the girl leaning against the wall.

"Victor, is there a reason you're subjecting everyone to your poor attempt at fucking?" the teacher asked as she stepped out of the elevator into the hallway.

"What the hell is wrong with my technique?" Victor asked without stopping his thrusting.

"Sara isn't screaming or moaning, you're obviously doing it wrong," the teacher chided him.

Sara turned her head to look at the teacher. "It's fine, I'm just quiet."

"Vanessa screams like a banshee every time Rachel hits the right spot with her tongue, we had to leave," Victor replied. "It cut right through the silence ward."

"It could break glass," Sara agreed, causing the five girls in the hallway that were watching the fun to nod. "Victor's roommates are trying to study."

"Fine, I'll post a quest to see if someone can fix the silence ward. You know the rules, clean up after yourselves and don't block the doors," the teacher told him as she walked over to the first door on the right. "Just place your hand on the metal plate and the door opens."

Hermione pulled her gaze off the couple and focused on the teacher. "Are we supposed to just ignore the fact that they're having sex in the hallway?"

"We try to limit public displays of affection to the benches in the hallways in the rest of the school and off hours but the dorms aren't as limited. If someone makes a pass at you and doesn't take no for an answer, tell a teacher and they'll be dealt with. Outside of that, just ignore them or critique them," the teacher suggested.

One of the girls piped up, "There are silence wards on the dorms, you can't hear people in the dorms or in the hallway from the dorms unless the door is open."

"Good to know," Hermione replied absently, her belief in authority warring with the insanity of the situation.

Harry pulled his attention off the naked girl that was taking it from behind and put his hand on the metal plate on the wall, causing the door to swing open and revealing a dorm room that was about twenty feet across and deep if you didn't count the alcoves built into the walls that contained desks and computers. His gaze jumped to the glass wall next to the bathroom door, not sure how to feel about the fact that half of the wall gave a nice view of the shower.

"I'm suddenly glad Ron isn't here," Hermione muttered as she walked into the dorm, not sure how she felt about giving Harry a show when she showered or the fact that she'd be sharing a dorm with Harry, especially since he was hard as a rock from the show. 'At least they can't send letters to my parents.'

"Best of luck in your classes," the teacher offered, then snapped her fingers and vanished, wanting to avoid the teenagers asking for a different dorm, at least until they gave it a chance.

Harry gave the girls in the hallway a smile then walked into the dorm and closed the door behind him, feeling a bit overwhelmed, especially since the nice buzz he'd had from the bar vanished with the potion. "This is a bit of a cock-up."

"We'll survive," Hermione assured him as she set her new bag filled with her books on one of the desks and turned to look at Harry. "Look on the bright side, I doubt anyone has ever heard of Voldemort, mudbloods, or the Boy That Lived crap which means we get a clean slate."

"True," Harry admitted as he glanced at the set of spiral stairs tucked into the corner of the room that probably led to a loft, already feeling better about getting summoned. "Now what?"

"I'm going to take a look at my books and grab a shower then grab something to eat, do you want the first shower or the second?" Hermione asked, doing her best not to stare at her best friend.

"First," Harry replied as he set his books on his desk and headed for the bathroom.

"Okay," Hermione replied as she pulled one of her books out of her bag and sat in her desk chair, making sure she couldn't see the glass wall so she wouldn't be tempted to watch, purely for academic curiosity. 'Liar.'

Harry walked into the bathroom and sighed in relief when he realized the toilets were in stalls and it had doors. He glanced at the mirror then froze when he caught sight of his reflection and realized that he looked damned good and nothing like a scrawny beanpole. He closed the door behind him then flexed a couple of times in the mirror. 'No scar, no glasses, six inches of height and a bit of muscle, not bad, not bad at all.'

Harry smiled as he grabbed a washcloth off the rack and headed into the shower room. 'Tile walls, floors and ceilings, two shower heads for those mornings when you're in a hurry.' He glanced at the knob set into the wall next to the glass wall that probably did something to the view. 'If I ignore it, Hermione might ignore it and seeing her shower would be amazing. God, you're worse than Ron. No, he'd be giggling and making an idiot out of himself, I'm just hopeful.'

He glanced between the shower head next to the glass wall and the other shower head on the far wall. 'Fuck it, go big or go home, I'm just taking a shower. If she looks, I don't have to feel guilty for looking.' He summoned his courage, walked over to the shower head sticking out the glass wall and turned it on. A touch surprised that it was already a decent temperature with no waiting, unlike at the Dursleys or at Hogwarts.

'He knows the window is there, he's just going to take a shower,' Hermione argued with herself as she adjusted her monitor so that she could catch Harry in the reflection. 'Don't be Ron,' she told herself as she tried to focus on her book and not on her best friend.

Harry couldn't help his lips curling up into a slight smile when he caught a flicker of movement in the computer monitor, letting him know that Hermione had probably just snuck a peek while he'd been washing his hair. 'At least she's interested,' he thought as he grabbed the bar of soap and started washing the rest of his body, feeling a hell of a lot better about himself and his chances with Hermione now that he wasn't suffering from depression.

0o0o0

"What do you think of the school so far?" Sirius asked as Harry and Hermione sat down at the table across from him with their trays.

Hermione glanced around the cafeteria at the naked students that were laughing and having more fun than she'd seen anyone have at Hogwarts outside of the end of the year feast when they knew they were leaving for the summer hols. "It's weird, the books are fantastic and everyone that we talked to seems nice, but we walked past five couples having sex in public and no one cared or thought it was weird or unusual."

"When in Rome," Sirius suggested and took a sip of his milkshake, something that he hadn't had since Lily dragged him to a diner a bit before they'd gone into hiding.

"That's it?" Hermione asked.

"Everyone gets a medical checkup when they enter the school and there's a ward that prevents pregnancies, why complain if they're not hurting anyone?" Sirius asked. "Especially if you're not part of it?"

"Aunt Petunia would freak out," Harry muttered.

Sirius laughed. "That sounds like a good reason to fuck everyone or at least enjoy the show."

"What would my parents think?" Harry asked, finding a certain amount of logic in Sirius's statement.

"Your mother would have probably grabbed some of her girlfriends and had an orgy," Sirius lied, enjoying the look of shock on Harry's face.

Harry relaxed slightly when Sirius started laughing and he realized that the arsehole was joking. "And my father?"

"He really only had eyes for Lily. Honestly, if anyone would have been having some extra fun it would have been Lily, she was just selective enough about girlfriends that it wouldn't have been an orgy and James would have been there watching," Sirius told him.

"I'm going to ignore that," Harry grumbled, trying not to picture his parents like that.

"Did you manage to score a single or did you have to get roommates?" Sirius asked, changing the subject.

"We're sharing a dorm, it’s quite nice," Hermione offered, trying not to blush as she thought about taking a shower without adjusting the window so that Harry could watch, and his attempt to discreetly sneak peeks that she'd 'ignored' since she'd taken a couple herself. "At least I don't get stuck with a chatterbox or someone that snores."

"Makes sense," Sirius agreed. "There's always one."

"I'm pretty sure they'd fix the snoring with magic," Harry offered, trying to push the conversation away from them sharing a room.

"It's certainly possible." Sirius took a bite of his hamburger.

"Show me your schedule," Hermione ordered, curious what classes he'd picked up.

Sirius slid his schedule across the table and went back to eating.

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