Harry Legs

"You are my Harry Legs, my only Harry Legs, you make me happy, when skies are gray, you'll never know hairs, how much I love you. So please don't take, my Harry Legs away" Ron walked into the room with a look of disgust.

"You still haven't shaved your legs yet, Harry?" Harry grinned, his legs were legendary in the Gryffindor dorms. Most of the boys had bets on how long Harry would let his leg hairs grow before he shaved them. They were already 3 inches long, Harry had to remember to brush his leg hair in the morning along with the hair on his head because if they got tangled, they really got tangled. Kinda like Hagrid's beard hairs.

"Nope, Ron, you wanna pet them?"

"I don't have any sickles left, maybe next week Harry."
"Hey, how about I let you have a free pet? You know, since we're buds, and everything."
"Aw, really, Harry? You'd do that, for me?" Harry pat the space on the bed next to him. Ron jumped on the bed and began petting Harry's leg hairs. Harry began to moan as Ron's hair petting grew more vicious. However, their little fiesta was soon interrupted with a traumatized Neville staring at the two.

"W-what are you doing?" Neville trembled. Harry and Ron got under the blanket. Harry pointed his wand at Neville.

"This never happened, right Nev?"

"R-r-right... Can I join in?"

"You really wanna?" Neville nodded his head. Once again, Harry pat the space on the bed and Neville jumped in. Harry couldn't believe his luck, he was never going to shave his legs again. Suddenly, Harry, Ron, and Neville saw none other than the Draco Malfoy timidly walking into the Gryffindor dorm.

"H-H-Harry?"

"Yes, Draco?"

"Can I pet your leg hairs too?" Without waiting, Draco jumped onto the bed with the four. Harry said nothing in response. He just grinned to himself and began singing his favorite song while stroking the hair on his legs, and occasionally letting his four best friends join in.

"You are my Harry Legs, my only Harry Legs..."