"So what's behind the pink door?" Harry asked as he and Becca walked down one of the many corridors that led to the dining hall.
"Oh…um…nothing important" she answered face red and looking highly embarrassed "just a room that should never exist".
"C'mon Bec it can't be that bad can it?" he asked looking highly amused.
"Well if you must know, it is the room where only degenerate old men and nasty little perverts venture into" she said looking annoyed "It is disgusting and the smell is damn near unbearable" she told him with her face scrunched up in disgust.
"What could possibly merit that kind of response, Bec?" asked a now very curious Harry.
Seeing that he would not be dissuaded she huffed and dragged him to the door "Well go on then open the door, but don't say I did not warn you".
With a response like that Harry was a little weary to actually go into the room so he decided he would just stand in the door frame and peer inside.
Slowly opening the door Harry was first hit with the smell "Oh wow, what the hell is that smell. It smells like hundred year old fish left out in the sun under a pile of dragon shit" he said while trying not to vomit right then and there.
Becca had to hold in her laugher and disgust ant the response and mental image.
It was then that Harry looked into the room and saw the most disturbing sight he had ever seen.
"OH BY THE GODS, YOU HAVE GOT TO BE BLOODY KIDDING ME" there was absolutely no mistaking the incredulity in his voice as he gazed upon the sight laid out before him. The room was as cavernous as a Gringotts vault, however instead of Galleons, Sickles and Knuts in piles there were mounds and mounds of ladies knickers.
"I tried to tell you Harry" said Becca while she was laughing so hard tears were rolling down her face.
AN: Don't ask where this came from 'cause even I don't remember...lol
Let me know if you like it.
