Prompt: Having a muggle medical exam as a witch/wizard
House: Slytherin
Year: 5
Category: Drabble
Summary: Draco Malfoy goes to get a physical as a dare, with a muggle doctor.
That Funny Little Muggle
"Um, Draco...Malfoy?" The funny little man with a clipboard asks. I stand up, cringing as I see in the mirror how Zabini had made me dress. I am a disgrace to the Malfoy name! Damn him and his little dares. I will hex him!
I am wearing this garment with a round collar saying, "One Direction for Life!" with a picture of five men, with halfway decent hair, none of course, as good as mine, and…jeans. It isn't even clothing! It is torn! Do Muggles not own fabric?!
I step into the room where the man is and he holds out his hand. I shake it.
"I am Dr. Novato, Mr. Malfoy. I see you want a physical. Hold out your arm, please. I will take blood pressure."
I do. I can swear the assistant is laughing at my garment with a round collar.
He places some instrument around my arm. It starts swelling up and my arm is getting crushed. I scream, cough, yell manly, and rip it from my arm. I stare at that doctor Novato and yell,
"WHAT was this?! It is crushing me! Do you regularly indulge in modern torture such as this?!"
He stares at me for some time. He then gently lowers his voice. "Son, were you in a cult?"
Screw Zabini!
I scream, "No! I am a wizard! Not a muggle! Now let me leave before I Crucio you to Merlin's saggy left Y-front!"
He confers with his assistant. I am proud that I have exercised my power.
They take me to this other room.
It's a nice room, actually. I didn't know Muggles had padded walls.
End.