Alright I sed that I wouldn't update my other one for a month buh this was just tooh big of an opportunity to give up
I noe its prolly tooh weird for anyones liking and I dunno whether or not someone has ritten anything about this b4 so yeh
Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters
=For the love of my boxers=
Chapter one
Harry got Caught
I am imperially, majestically, royally and utterly screwed to the bone.
Please don't take that above statement literally but it's true.
It was that bloody apparition spell that got me landed in this chair, at midnight, bound and gagged, stripped to my boxers with Draco Malfoy sitting in front of me smirking that trademark smirk.
I have to restrain myself from screaming (not that I could even if I tried) and strangling the stupid ferret.
It all started with the pictures of me, yes I, Harry Potter. These pictures are ones that even I don't know about (usually when someone takes a picture of me they tell me) and these are ones that I really shouldn't have found but did.
They were of me in different coloured boxers (probably on different occasions too) in the quidditch change rooms.
Now I know that it wasn't a girl who took them because they aren't allowed to come within a hundred feet of a boys change room, let alone the quidditch ones, and it can't have been Colin Creevey (even though he has this obvious obsession with me that I find rather disturbing) mainly because his camera flashes to the extent that I need new glasses (they crack every time that damnable thing takes a picture)
I mean, it's bad enough that we share a change room with the Slytherin team (Boy's only mind you) but who would want to take pictures of me in my boxers??
Well let me tell you who- it's that fucking ferret faced git- that's who! How was I supposed to know that he had the hots for boys anyway? He sure never acted as if he did………….
It's his fault I got sucked into this mess, and me and my lack of knowledge, didn't know exactly how much of this mess I was in.
Anyways, it was that apparition spell (yes I know you cannot actually do that in the school but I recently found out a possibility which I am not going to say because it could get me in deep shit- not that I aren't already in it)
I was theoretical meant to end up in the boys locker room on the fourth floor (I knew I should've just walked, I knew it- but I didn't) but I got sent somewhere else (at least I was still in the Hogwarts grounds) and this somewhere else was in the trunk of an abnormally large tree.
Praise the lord that it wasn't the Whomping Willow or I wouldn't have gotten away with my limbs intact. (I do hope Malfoy decides to keep my limbs attached to me)
Okay back to the point, I was stuck (or didn't know the way out- which is technically the meaning of stuck) in a bloody tree trunk, and dumb me was stranded in the dark until a light bulb hit my head.
Don't think that the light bulb was a thought in my mind, it did physically hit my head, what I was thinking at that time I had no idea because:
1) I didn't have my wand with me
2) I had no idea what tree I was in
3) It was unbearably dark
and 4) I was hit in the head (pretty hard) with a light bulb, HOW WOULD YOU FEEL???
I didn't think to turn the blasted light on because I was cradling my head; the……thing hit me square in the forehead and (being the sensitive prick it is) my scar practically burst into flames.
I also think that one side of my glasses had cracked.
One hundred and twenty seconds later I was finally coming to my senses and decided that turning on the light bulb (which I then found out was not a light bulb but a gas lamp) would be of much help.
I fiddled around with the wretched object and when I managed to turn it on (apart from the fact that I was almost blinded by the force of it, it's coming second on my Blinding list but I think it might be running for first as it is almost as powerful as Colin's camera) I felt petrified.
I was in quite a small round room that would probably fit three to four people, but thing I was looking at was the walls.
They were covered with pictures (moving ones) of boys in boxers, it was like a huge feature wall with pictures everywhere and in the centre of it all was a huge blow up picture of myself standing in a pose with my favourite red and silver boxers. (which strangely went missing a couple of months ago)
I have no idea where that picture came from and I definitely don't do poses for people so don't look at me like that.
When I got closer to the wall I found out that the pictures were all of me…….. I thought it must have been some fan girl club with a thing for me in boxers but did they really have to go that far??
I also saw five of my boxers on a specially decorated table (shrine or some sort of voodoo thing) and one of them were my favourite red and silver ones!!
I walked up to the shrine to look at it some more and at a better distance, the huge picture of me started to do pouts and turn to the side with a pose that I found utterly humiliating (why me? Of all people to do that why me???) My own picture blowing kisses at me………….. I found the whole scene rather disturbing.
I'm glad I don't act like that in real life but I do wonder where these people got such close up photos of me without being noticed.
Soon I found out that it wasn't people who did this but a person (who in my opinion is outright mental to even think of doing this to me)
I heard a rustling and three knocks on what seemed like a door out of this shameful hole, I quickly turned off the lights and hid in the corner to see who the attacker was.
A large plank fell open and in stepped the last person in the world (well not the last person but I'm putting emphasis on my words) I would think to do such a thing.
It was a boy………….. and to make matters worse, it was my archenemy.
Draco Malfoy.
He didn't seem to notice anything wrong with the picture of me in the corner (probably thought I was a blow up doll or something- oh god I hope he hasn't got one of those) and turned on the lights, I saw three card like objects in his hands and soon figured that they were more pictures.
And right I was because he took out his wand and whispered a spell that got the pictures stuck on the wall.
"Hmm…… going to have to make this wall a lot bigger if I want to fit my newest ones in" I heard the friggen Slytherin say in a purr to the big picture of me and to my horror, my picture blew a kiss his way (ARGH!! I am going to KILL that ferret and rip that picture down the middle right before I go insane!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
"Don't think I don't see you Potter" I heard as I tried to discreetly tip toe to the door, my exit, my only way of escape………….. Crap.
I felt the body binding spell cast on me and being the abnormal half-wit I am, I don't have my wand with me (I was after all trying to get to the boy's bathroom for a shower, and who needs a wand to shower???)
So that's how I got landed here, in this chair facing Draco fucking Malfoy who thinks it oddly funny that I'm in my boxers (they're blue and black which is what Malfoy's going to be when I manage to get out of this chair)
He seems to like looking at me……… a lot……. It would've helped if it was day time but honestly do you think I would try apparition in the middle of the day and Harry Potter does not take showers during breaks.
I prefer long hot ones that take you to heaven and back again.
The fact that I am bound to a chair without so much as a stitch of clothing on (okay I have boxers but they can hardly be called cover up) and the fact that I cannot scream is painfully pulling me through the fires of hell, and Malfoy isn't making it any better.
I mean sure, I may have a nice body, and brilliant green eyes that can mesmerise anyone in an instant- but for Malfoy???
He's not so bad looking himself come to think of it.
NO! I am not going to think of it!!
I have to find a way out. (Before I die)
I must find a way out. (Before I go insane)
I need to find a way out (Before I am literally screwed)
Gross I don't even want to think of that……….
Alright 1st chapter done
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