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Roger Davies had once heard his mother
remark that the smartest people made the most embarrassing and stupid mistakes.
He had, of course, scoffed at
those words. He was a Ravenclaw, and Quidditch captain and a top student of
that respected house to boot. He was certainly not one to make embarrassing and
stupid mistakes, and he was fairly sure that by the time he left Hogwarts, he
would have proven his mother's words wrong.
Well, that was what he thought
until that day, minutes after the Hufflepuff/Ravenclaw game his sixth year.
That year, he had been using a
new Seeker. Cho Chang was one of his friends. Not one of his close cronies, to
be sure, but neither did she lionize him like several other girls on the
account that he was the Quidditch captain. She had been a Reserve since her second
year, but had been caught by a bludger and knocked off her broom one game, and
out of concern for the small second-year Chinese girl, he had advised her to
quit and take it easy for a year on the condition that she could have the
Seeker position her 4th year. Cho had agreed, and from then on, despite the
difference in their ages, had counted him as one of her best friends in the
house. He had no objections. She was a very good seeker, fun to be around, and,
though he would rather swallow a flaming goalpost than admit it to her, quite
easy on the eyes as well.
The Hufflepuff/Ravenclaw game
had been the first game in which she was officially the Seeker, and she had
performed brilliantly. Diving with such precision at that speed on a Comet 260
was certainly no easy task, but she had done a spectacular job. Ravenclaw beat
Hufflepuff by more than 200 points, and so, despite the fact that Roger had
been hit by a bludger during the game, and now held an ice pack to the side of
his aching head, he was perfectly happy and content. A satisfied smile on his
face, he opened the door to the locker room and walked in, unaware that his
teammates were snickering and shaking their heads behind him.
Roger walked towards the
lockers, automatically going to Locker 428. Shrugging out of his Quidditch
robes and the dirty t-shirt he wore underneath, he opened the locker that he
always used to retrieve his uniform and school robes.
There was a school uniform
sweater and shirt in there, to be sure. But why did they have Gryffindor
colors, and the sweater embroidered with the letters "AJ"? And why
were they so small? Roger frowned, and rifled through the locker. Good Lord!
What on Earth was a pair of black, obviously feminine panties doing in there?
And a SKIRT?
Someone must have moved his
things. Roger narrowed his eyes. What sort of stupid prank was this? Dropping
his Quidditch robes and t-shirt carelessly on the bench, he wandered down the
rows of lockers to find the other blokes on his team. Hmm....they were being
awfully quiet...
He had gone through all the
rows of lockers without finding anyone at all, when he heard the faint sound of
someone taking a shower in the back. Aha! So THAT's where they were. Well, he
would wait in the row closest to the showers. Whoever it was, that person would
not be able to get out without being spotted by him. And interrogated until
that person told him where his clothing was hidden.
Five minutes later, the sound
of rushing water ceased. Footsteps moved towards him, and a moment later, the
person came into view, wrapped in a large, fluffy blue towel. Roger took one
look, and at that moment, both of them screamed.
Roger simply stared with mouth
agape, stunned. Cho Chang, hair down and wet and falling to waist, her face
crimson with embarrassment and anger, and wearing nothing but a towel, was
facing him, arms crossed protectively over her chest, eyes snapping, one small
bare foot tapping impatiently on the floor, waiting for an explanation.
Of course, he had a perfectly
reasonable explanation. Which he would recall as soon as....as soon as she had
re-dressed herself in those billowy school robes that hung upon her like an
upturned sack. And hide...certain things...that were at the moment unhidden.
How in flaming MERLIN did such a petite girl have such long, slender legs?!
But Cho seemed to have
forgotten about school robes and such altogether. She spoke again, snapping at
him, "So tell me, Roger, why are you here, SHIRTLESS, waiting for me to
come out of the shower?"
"I---I...my clothes! They
were not in my locker!"
Cho rolled her eyes, "And
what does that have to do with ambushing me coming out of the shower?"
"I----I looked and
someone replaced them with someone else's stuff..." Roger trailed off,
then frowned at Cho. "What are YOU doing in here? What if the other blokes
see you like this?!"
Cho gave him a half-amused,
half-bewildered look. "Why, I'd expect they'd be rather shocked, but
seeing as to how this is the girls' locker room, I fail to see how this would
be an issue. And you still have not told me what YOU are doing here."
Roger's jaw dropped.
"This is the GIRLS' locker room?!"
Cho nodded slowly, making a
mental room to alert Madam Pomfrey that her Quidditch captain's bludger to the
head was much more serious that she had originally thought. "Yes...the
signs on the door cannot be charmed or changed, remember? Ever since that time
the Weasley Twins altered the sign after that one game and Marcus Flint got
concussed by Angelina Johnson when he stumbled inside thinking that it was the
boys' locker room...check for yourself. There's another sign at the entrance of
the showers." As Roger rushed towards where she pointed, Cho ducked into a
changing stall to put on her regular clothes, face flaming. How HUMILIATING it
was, to be seen almost NAKED by Roger! AND him without his shirt...she hoped
that he did not notice her staring. But still....WHAT was he doing here?
By the time that she had finished
changing, he was back in his dirty Quidditch robes, making a concentrated effort
to keep his eyes on her face. "I'm sorry...I...I walked in here
accidentally..." he said awkwardly. "I'll...leave."
Uncomfortably patting her still-damp hair, he turned and walked out of the
wrong locker room to the right one.
"You're still alive?!"
was the first incredulous statement that reached his ears when he walked into
the boys' locker room. Giving Ethan Wendell a strange look, Roger started to
change out of his Quidditch robes.
"Why, is there some reason I should not be?"
"You probably just saw Cho
NAKED, and she didn't slaughter you?" Jeremiah Harmon, the Keeper,
suddenly grinned and slapped his captain on the back. "Or has something
been going on without our knowledge, and seeing Cho in a state of dishabille is
nothing unusual to you?"
"No! Of course not!! We
don't like each other like that!" Harmon was an idiot, and had he not been
an excellent keeper, Roger would have discarded him years ago. And what was
with the impertinent questions today? It wasn't like anything HAPPENED. As for
him being...slightly distracted...while talking to Cho in the girls' locker
room, that was surprise. Pure surprise. That was all.
As
if reading his thoughts, Harmon smirked at his captain, "Suuure, you just
keep on thinking that." The Keeper sauntered out without another word.
Yes, he would keep on thinking
that. Because he was NOT attracted to Cho Chang. No, he wasn't! Really! All
right, she might be QUITE attractive, but that was beside the point! The two of
them? What a ridiculous idea! She didn't like him that way, and he....despite
the fact that she was sweet and spirited and a talented Quidditch player and
beautiful and fun....he was not attracted to her either! Really!!
Now....to live this all down!!
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