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We were just about to head home when Harry pointed out a store simply called Young Swimwear. We decided to check it out and he led the way. When he went to enter the store, he was nearly bowled over by a small girl. She blushed a bit and said, “It has been a quiet day and I was about to close up early.”
She paused and added in, “First, let me say sorry for nearly knocking you over. Second, my name is Rosaleen Young and welcome to my shop.”
I took a closer look at her petite and youthful appearance. She did not look old enough to work in, let alone own, a business. So I asked, “This store is yours?”
She replied with a smile, “Mine and the banks. Of course if it continues to lose money it’ll be the banks. And then I’ll need to find something else to do.” Thanks to my parents I had a very good understanding of how difficult it was to own your own business.
She led us inside the store and I heard her lock the door behind her. She sent a smile that only a salesperson could manage and said, “What are you looking for?”
Harry responded, “They are both looking for something to wear around the public pool.” He paused and added, “Plus maybe a few outfits to wear while sunbathing in private.”
Miss Young said, “Go ahead and look around. If you find anything you like, grab it and we can meet at the changing rooms.”
That sounded like a sound plan and I was surprised when Harry said, “I assume we’re the only ones in the store?” Miss Young nodded her head and he continued, “They could undress now and you could help them pick out some outfits.” I heard myself let loose a gasp at his words.
Miss Young replied without missing a beat, “That sounds like a splendid idea.”
I noticed neither Ginny nor my input was requested. I wanted to protest the idea, but I had a feeling that would only end up with a trip across Harry’s knee. I started to slowly undress, doing my best to avoid Miss Young’s gaze. Ginny followed after my example and soon we were both standing there naked. We both were blushing and shivering a bit from the cool temperature of the room.
Miss Young said, “I got a good idea of what will work for the front, so please around and let me look at your backside.” I knew this was coming, but I did not have to like it. We slowed turned our bottom her way. She let out a hiss at the sight of our bottoms and said, “Oh I know that’s still got to sting.”
“They were very naughty little girls,” Harry said, not helping my embarrassment level any. He continued, “That got the punishment they deserve, right girls?”
Ginny and I softly replied, “Yes, sir.”
Harry said to Miss Young, “I’ll leave these two in your capable hands. If they give you any trouble, come and get me in the men’s section.”
Harry turned and left us alone. Miss Young stepped forward and took Ginny and I by the arm. She said as she led us deeper into the store, “This may be the best shopping idea anyone has come up with in a while.”
After a bit, the embarrassment of being nude quickly began to not bother me. Also, as much as I loathed admitting it, being nude really did speed up the shopping experience. It did help that Miss Young did have such a good eye for suits that worked for our bodies.
We were all having a great time when Harry came back with his selections, a simple pair of black swim trunks and a red speedo. Ginny and I started putting on the various swimsuits. I hated that we ended up rejecting most of them. However, by the time we had finished we had a rather sizeable to-buy pile.
My favorite public one for Ginny was a dark blue suit that highlighted the natural curves of her body. My favorite backyard only one for her was a white outfit that covered a bit of her private area in the front. It had two vertical strips that barely covered her nipples and then continued up over the shoulders. It ran down her back and connected together, but left most of her backside bare.
My favorite public one for me was a dark green bikini that showed some skin, but was tasteful about it. My favorite one that only Harry, Ginny and my mother would see consisted of only a light blue bottom that barely covered anything. When Ginny asked about where the top was, I replied that there was not one.
After gathering up all the keepers, Harry went to pay for it all. Ginny and I headed back to the front of the store and we redressed in our original outfits. Neither Ginny nor I enjoyed putting our knickers back on as they still painfully squeezed our bottoms.
Harry, with several bags, along with Ms. Young joined us at the front of the store. She had a large smile on her face and I had a feeling we had made a sizeable dent in her financial problems. She wished us the best as we left the store and let us know we could come back anytime we wanted. We made our way to the bus stop and after a brief wait headed back home.
Once home, my mother surprised us with a nice home cooked meal. We all enjoyed it and praised her efforts. Harry cleaned all the dishes and then joined us for some television time. After a bit, everyone took turns getting cleaned up and then headed off to their own bedroom. It had been a long day and I was out as soon as my head touched the pillow.
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I awoke and glanced at the clock, noticing that it was a bit latter than normal for me to wake up. I saw my outfit for the day was waiting for me to put on. It did not take long to dress considering all it was a tiny black bikini bottoms and a robe. I went by Ginny’s room and caught her right as she was heading to breakfast.
We walked arm in arm to the dining room table and saw that Harry and my mother were already eating. They were both in robes as well. When we took a seat a large plate of food appeared in front of us, so I assume Dobby was around. As we ate we exchanged some small talk.
Once we finished up Dobby appeared to take our dishes. I praised him for his culinary skills and told him Ginny and I would clean the dishes. Dobby looked to Harry and he nodded his head in agreement. However, Dobby did not seem happy about leaving it us to do it. Once we were done, we came back to the dining room. Harry, my mother, and Dobby were talking about how the elf bond worked.
Once Dobby popped away, my mother turned to me and said, “The weather is nice today and it is a good day to catch some vitamin D.” All of us laughed except Ginny. I started to try and explain the reference to her and I think I just made her more confused. Harry took Ginny and me by the arm as we headed out to our backyard.
My mother was waiting on us with a large bag. I noticed the smile she tried to hide at the sight the three of us made. She turned around and started walking further into the backyard. She led the way until she was standing in front of a metal gate surrounded by a hedge. She pushed it open and let the three of us go first.
I knew this spot rather well and it had not changed much over the years. It was a sunken garden area paved with stone. I did see that my parents had finally added a small fountain at the lowest level. I more importantly looked up and confirmed that the high hedges surrounding the area would keep us out of view of any of our neighbors.
My mother stepped forward and then slipped off her robe. Confirming my suspicious that she had decided not to wear anything beneath it. Harry had the decency to look away as he removed his glasses. Ginny just stared at my mother’s body.
Ginny finally managed to say, “We’re outdoors and you’re not wearing anything?”
My mother turned to Ginny and replied, “I have always hated tan lines.”
I was not sure if Ginny knew what my mother was talking about, but she replied, “My mother always says…” Her words trailed off as she noticed me glaring at her.
She covered her mouth with her hands as she realized what she had said. I hope by now she was well aware of what the consequence would be. She uncovered her mouth and said, “Please, mistress it was a mistake.” I really did not want to spank her given the shape of her bottom, but I did not see much of an alternative.
Doing my best to ignore Harry and my mother I said, “You know what to expect when you use that phrase. Take off the robe and bend over till you can grab your ankles.” She did as I ordered with a minimum of fuss. I hope the lesson, that disobedience during punishment just made it worse, would continue to be remembered.
Her bikini (like mine) barely covered anything and left most of her backside bare. It could easily see the bruises and welts from her last spanking. I stepped behind her and put a hand on her back to keep her still. My other hand rose up and swung down.
The spank hit the center of her right cheek and made a nice pop sound. With just a few seconds of a pause my hand rose up again and landed on the center of her left cheek, pop. I began to alternate cheeks as I spanked her bottom.
pop, pop, pop, pop
pop, pop, pop, pop
pop, pop, pop, pop, POP
pop, pop, pop, pop, POP
I stopped and moved in front of her. I helped her rise back up to a standing position and I could see the tears running down her face. I guess she would always cry at even a minor spanking. She said to my surprise, “Thank you, mistress, for my spanking.”
“Please remember that you are not allowed to say that phrase.” We then shared a hug and a brief kiss.
Harry acting like the last few minutes had not happened. Grabbed everyone a lounge chair. Then he placed a large towel on each one of them. He slipped off his robe and reached into the bag my mother had been carrying. After a bit of digging he removed a bottle of sunscreen.
As he put the sunscreen on, I took the opportunity to study his body clad only in a Speedo. He had a nice overall tan and it was obvious that he spent a lot of time outdoors. His body was rather thin, but was strong and compact. Besides his trademark green eyes and messy black hair, I think his butt was his next most attractive physical feature.
As he was finishing up, I removed by robe and Ginny followed my lead. I got onto my chair stomach first and asked Harry to do my sunscreen as well. He did not complain any as his hands were firm but gentle as he spread the sunscreen on my body. He did seem to spend a bit too much time making sure my bottom was completely covered, but I was not going to complain.
Of course once I was done, Ginny asked him to do her sunscreen as well. She undid the top of her bikini as Harry rubbed the sunscreen all over her body. My mother did her own sunscreen and we sat there in silence, just enjoying the sun warming our bodies. After about half an hour my mother told us we needed to turn over.
I turned over without a care, even if my breasts were not hidden at all now. I saw Ginny smirk at me and follow my lead. My mother of course turned over without a bit of hesitation. I noticed Harry was trying (mostly unsuccessfully) to not stare at three different sets of breasts. I asked him to do the sunscreen on my front as well.
I did not have to ask him twice and he made sure all of my skin was protected. My mother decided to add in as he was finished up, “Make sure her nipples are covered, as it is a place you really do not want to get sunburned.” I saw him blush a bit, but repeated spreading the sunscreen on my breasts two more times. Ginny took her turn next and he once again made sure her breasts and nipples were well protected.
He then did his own front and lay backed down. I watched him as he occasionally glanced at the three of us. His swimsuit did nothing to hide the bulge in them. I was in no better shape as I could feel my bikini bottoms were soaked. After another half hour, my mother told us all to head indoors.
Ginny did not want to go inside as she said she had not spent enough time to get a tan. My mother told her that it would take a few times and that she needed to be especially careful as her skin was not used to the sun. I noticed the smile on her face as she realized this would not be the last time we got to work on her tan. We headed to the house and went our separate ways to get cleaned up. If we all took a little longer in the shower to take care of our needs, no one made any mention of it.
By the time I got back to my room, I saw a simple sundress was waiting for me. I normally would have been worried about showing my knickers with how short it was. However, that was not a problem as the clothes did not contain any underwear at all.
I got redressed and I followed the sound of the voices. I saw everyone was waiting around our dining room table. Harry said he wanted to start us on some magical exercises.
Before I could even start to lecture him on the under-age magic restrictions, he let us know that we would not get in any trouble with the Ministry. He placed a few pennies on the table and said, “Welcome to your first lesson in wandless magic.”
I was surprised and said, “I have always read that only powerful wizards or witches can do that.”
Before I could continue he replied, “That does not make sense, as any time a child does accidental magic it is wandless magic.” He paused and he did have a valid point. He said, “The only difference is the accidental part of that statement.”
I smiled and said with a bit of sass, “Teach us, oh great master.”
He shot me a stern look that had me worried for a second until he grinned and said, “Behave Ms. Granger or you will find yourself in detention.” We all shared a laugh at that. I was surprised my mother wanted to watch as well, but I guess with the rules she had seen nothing of what I learned at school.
He said, “What I want you to do is to get the penny to move to you.”
Ginny asked, “Can you do that?”
Harry turned and stared at one of the coins. It flew off the table and into his hands. I said with sincerity, “That is amazing Harry.” I paused and added in, “Of course you are a really powerful.”
He placed the coin back on the table and said, “I had a lot of free time during the start of summer. I really had nothing else to do.”
I thought about what he said and replied, “Do you have instructions or tips?”
“Use your meditation lessons to relax your body as much as possible, try to focus on what it feels like when you cast a spell with your wand. Feel the magic flowing through your body and try to reach out and pull the coin to you.”
I slowed my breathing down and began staring at the coin for the next ten minutes. Trying to will it to move. Ginny said breaking my concentration with a bit of a whine in her voice, “You made it look so easy Harry. Would a knut or maybe a feather be a better item to start with?”
“Easy no, but I think it is something you two can do.” He paused and stared at one of the coins again. It stood up on its edge and rolled to the end of the table. Then stopped and rolled back to where it had started.
He continued speaking, “To answer your question Ginny. Gringotts money has anti-summon charms on them and from personal experience I can tell you that feathers have a tendency to catch fire rather easily.”
We both nodded and he continued, “Instead of trying to make the coin come to you, just try to make it move.”
This prompted another five more minutes as Ginny and I stared at the coins on the table. I was rather surprised when a coin shot off the table, hit the ceiling and fell back on the table. Ginny had a giant smile on her face and Harry pulled her into a deep kiss. When they finally broke apart Harry said, “Ginny that was better than my first time.” He paused and added in, “Now try to recreate the feeling with a little less force behind it.”
She nodded and before she could stare at her coin I asked, “What were you thinking about?”
She replied with a bit of a blush, “One of the first lessons from Charms class, the Wingardium Leviosa spell.” I nodded my head as that did make sense and doubled my focus on the coin.
I think it may have moved a little when my mother broke my concentration by asking, “I thought there was a rule that did not allow magic to be used by minors outside of school.”
Harry said, “The rule is mostly only valid in the United Kingdom or one of its Commonwealths. However, it is rather hard for the Ministry to track non wand-based magic.” He paused and continued, “But, they will try and track any magic, that is noticed by someone who does not know that the magical world exists.”
My mother replied, “Okay” and I wonder how exactly she had learned that detail. She left the room to start on lunch in the kitchen. It did not take long until I managed to get a coin to hover for a second, before falling back down onto the table. I pulled Harry into my arms for my own lengthy kiss.
We broke apart and for the next half hour coins were flying all over the place. Ginny and I had yet to make a coin come purposely toward us. However, considering we were doing something that most books said was nearly impossible I was going to count it as a success. We had to stop when my mother walked back into the room with our lunch.
Ginny and I tore into our lunch. Quickly afterward, I felt like I could not keep my eyes open and I saw Ginny was in similar shape. Ginny and I went to do the dishes, but Harry sent us to go up our rooms and take a nap. I wanted to argue with him, but I was too tried. Ginny and I only managed to make it to the couch in the living room. As soon as we sat on it to take a bit of a break, we went to sleep instantly.