Emilia

There were a lot bathrooms all around Hogwarts, many of them usually occupied, but especially after the last lessons, when most students were either doing their homework or extracurriculars the bathrooms usually were pretty empty.

One of the bathrooms was especially empty, it was the one furthest away from all common rooms, it only had 2 stalls per gender and was also one of the least liked by students as it had no windows and was usually pretty dark and old. The bathroom was cleaned well though, so Emilia didn't mind going there.

When she opened the door the entire room was empty. She entered the girls section, placed her bag on one of the shelves and searched for her vanity bag.

The sudden silence after the quiet day was welcome. The bathroom floor and the walls was covered in light tiles. There were two small sinks with a tiny mirror each on the wall, which probably was one of the reason why most girls didn't like that bathroom.A door separated the stalls from the sinks to keep the dressing room dry when the showers were running. In the shower room two small stalls were separated by a thin wall, and only the two dark, wooden doors stood out from the very bright design.

Emilia actually liked that bathroom a lot, although she had to admit that it looked very old. There were no bathtubs like in some of the new bathrooms, there were no big mirrors, no window, and the light was crappy. Also, that there were only two stalls indeed wasn't too convenient, if more students regularly used it it was a gamble whether you could shower or not.

Emilia suspected it was one of the oldest bathrooms available in Hogwarts, when there weren't as many students and a bunch of such small bathrooms were sufficient.

Emilia entered the first stall, placed her shampoo on a sill in the wall and turned on the shower. The shower head was so small, it might also have been a pipe.

Emilia didn't mind. The water was soothing and for many minutes she just stood there and relaxed. The room filled with fog, and after some time she was deeply submerged in her own thoughts.

How the party Clarissa invited her to was going to be? What would she do there? She didn't want to annoy Clarissa or Sally, she was sure they would not want her to follow them all the time but she didn't know anyone else enough.

What would she do at a party generally? Dancing? Emilia couldn't dance, and also didn't want to. She had no sense for rhythm and was also really REALLY bad at it. Usually she just stood around and didn't know if she should move her arm or her leg next, and then gave up after just a few seconds.

Emilia sighed. She didn't want to admit it but she was scared. She started playing with the little water drops that flowed down the tiles and drew small circles, stars and other things in them, until she turned around and -

“OH MY GOD”, Emilia jerked back and almost slipped on the wet tiles. Sally's face was right in front of her, looking at her with a wide grin.

“I.. SALLY??”

“Sorry”, Sally said, “I didn't want to scare you. You left your stall open a little, thought I should tell you.”

Emilia was completely frozen and caught off guard. Her vision got dizzy as she looked at Sally. She wore nothing but a small, thin towel that was loosely wrapped around her upper body. Sally held it on one side of her chest with her hand, while it almost slipped down on the other, revealing the upper part of her right boob. She leaned casually on the door frame, her head was tilted to the side just a little and she smiled cheekily.

“I was just about to shower too.”, she said.

“I...”, Emilia struggled to form basic sentences at that point. “I thought you were doing your homework?”

“Yeah I did, but I couldn't concentrate so I thought I will finish it tomorrow. Also, I ate enough for lunch, I don't want dinner.”

With these words she closed the door and headed to the other stall.

When Sally turned on the shower head on her side, Emilia hadn't even moved yet. She was sure she had closed the door before. Sally must have opened it from the outside with a spell. It shouldn't work in bathrooms when someone was in the stall, but in this one apparently it was possible to open the doors with magic. Probably because it was so old, no one ever cared about it when the prevention had stopped working.

But why on earth would she do that? Was it a prank? Was she mocking her? Maybe she wasn't her friend at all in the end – no. Emilia brushed that thought away quickly. She had lived in fear long enough, she wouldn't destroy their friendship because of her own, stupid self-doubt.

Emilia looked at the wall separating her from her best friend. Sally was over there, showering, and naked. They had showered in stalls next to each other a bunch of times, but THAT thought had never crossed Emilia's mind. Emilia wondered how she looked like, how the water flowed over her friends body…

Right in that moment she saw it – the pattern in the small drops on the wall. It was delicate, very loose, but also nothing she could deny if she wanted to take her divination seriously. The pattern screamed “change”, but there was something else in it. “Lust”.

Emilia buried her face in her hands. Her cheeks started to burn and her heart raced.

“No no no”, she thought. “This isn't true Emilia, no”.

But she couldn't deny it. She had crushed on her. Emilia had a crush on her best, and also female friend. It took all her strength to not start crying, and she didn't even know why.

It all made sense, the warm feeling when she was around her, the way she had to look at Sally's face, at Sally's body, how Sally stood out from the other students…

After half an eternity Sally shut the water again and left her stall. The room was completely filled in fog now, and Emilia felt a cold breeze on her skin as Sally exited the shower room.

Emilia waited for a few minutes, not sure if Sally had already left. She tried to check her face in the metal shower head, but couldn't really make out how red she still was. She felt trapped in the stall, not knowing whether she wanted to leave and risk, maybe even hope, Sally was still there, or if she wanted to wait longer. Her thoughts circled as time passed.

Slowly she was getting cold, Emilia had forgotten to turn on the water again. Should she turn it back on now? No, if Sally was still there that would be awkward. If it was more awkward than staying in the shower with the water turned off though…

“Are you okay in there? Do you need something or are you finished?”, Sally shouted from the other side of the room.

“Fuck”, Emilia thought. So she was still there. Was she… waiting?

“Uhm..”, Emilia said with a cracking voice. “No I'm good. I.. I'm finished now”

She wrapped her towel tightly around her body and left the stall. It took her about three attempts to finally open the door to the dressing room.

Sally was already dressed and stood next to the door, facing the wall. She wore her black uniform skirt and it looked like she was just closing her blouse. She even wore her shoes already. Not really sure what to do Emilia headed to her part of the shelve and put her shampoo back into her vanity bag.

“You know Emilia, I think its really cute how shy you are, although you play so tough all the time”, Sally said and turned around.

Emilia almost dropped her bag. Sally was completely dressed, yes, but her blouse was only half closed from the bottom yet. Most importantly though, she didn't wear a bra.

Emilia froze and couldn't help herself but stare at Sally's boobs that pushed the blouse open. If Emilia could have taken her eyes away from Sally's hard nipples she would have seen her smile.

Sally giggled, and her breasts slightly bounced with her movement.

Emilia wasn't sure if her feet could carry her with all the hormones that rushed through her all at once. Sally's breasts looked so soft, Emilia had to fight the urge to just grab them.

Sally started to close the buttons very slowly and moved towards Emilia, until she stood only a few centimetres away from her friend.

“I just wanted to give you a little more inspiration for your nightly activities, that's all!”, she whispered.

“What.. do you – OH”, Emilia stuttered.

The blood shot right in her face and she feared to loose her balance.

“I uhm...”, she didn't know where to start, or what she even wanted to say. Sally laughed.

“Don't worry, I wont tell anyone that you masturbate to me being tied up, I just thought I’d help you out a little.”

Sally's face was so close to Emilia's now that she could feel her breath on her glowing cheek.

“You uhm… I, no, Sally, I didn't -”

“Oh come on, don't even pretend! You are so inexperienced with… everything, its so cute! I could teach you so many things.”

Sally grinned, grabbed Emilia's chin and whispered into her ear. “I saw how you looked at me when you realized how much you had tied me up, and how looked at me when I struggled against your ties. Or how you looked at me when I talked about it in the evening.”

If Sally hadn't held her Emilia would have dropped to the floor already.

“Admit it – you liked it, and I bet you want more!”

Sally's last words were barely audible. She kissed her neck and Emilia shrieked at the tickling sensation. Then Sallyturned around and left the bathroom before Emilia could even say anything.

It took Emilia a while to let the entire situation sink in. She dropped on the floor, still only covered in her towel. The shame grew in her and tears gathered in her eyes. She wondered where they even came from.

Sally had heard her. How much had she heard? Had she really been so loud yesterday evening? This entire day was a nightmare. She would have to go back to Sally, be with her in one room, sleep next to her… she wasn't sure if she could ever look her in the eyes again.

She should have stayed alone, without friends. She shouldn't have started to accept the conversations with Sally, shouldn't have joined the group. Was it too late to go back? She surely would miss it…

Slowly Emilia stood up again. She was shaking and wanted to cry, but she needed to go back to the common room as it was getting late.

Emilia grabbed her clothes and got dressed. She had spent so long on the floor, even her hair was dry already. For a second she stopped before closing her bra and looked into the small mirror above the sink.

Her breasts were much smaller than Sally's. Emilia estimated Sally's breasts to be at least C sized, hers however were barely B. Just like Sally had, she tried to separate her blouse with her boobs, but they couldn't hold it open. Big breasts had never been a turn on for her, but she had to lie to say she wasn't a bit jealous of Sally.

Emilia took a deep breath, closed the blouse and left the bathroom. The hallways were empty and she hurried to get back to the common room. She answered the question without really thinking about it and headed to her dorm.