Voldemorts Knickers
As I, Harry Potter, awoke and looked out the window I noticed that the sky was still dark so naturallyI whisperedthe time-tellingspell "tempus". Some smokey numbers just barely visable floated in the air infront of me. "Damn, it's only 5:37 in the morning."
I had been waking at odd hours like this for a while now. Ever since Sirius died... Deciding to get some early breakfast and head out to the Room of Requirement to learn some new spells and train my body for my final fight with Old Voldie I climbed out of bed and put on some robes.
On my way to the kitchens I heard a strange noise coming from the dungeons. Naturally, being me, I had to investigate. Quickly summoning my invisability cloak and my lucky glow in the dark power puff girls hat, I snuck down towards the noise. As I drew closer I started to hear a humming sound coming from... SNAPES OFFICE! Wondering why the hell Snape would be humming I slowly opened the door.
Not finding anything there right away I crept in all the way.
"Nice of you to join us Potter." came a voice I would recognize anywhere.
"Oh, hello Tommy." I saidin a sing song voiceproud of myself for not souding scared.
"Why you arrogent brat! I should kill you where you stand!" he screamed back at me.
I knew there was something wrong with him right then. Usually he would just cursed me...
"Ummmm... right. Uh, why is Snape suspended from the celing with bubble gum?" I asked to buy sometime.
"WHAT! HOW DID HE GET THERE I THOUGHT I KILLED HIM!"
As Voldemort looked up I threw the first spell that came to mind, "DIFFINDO!"
As the spell left my wand I mentally screamed at myself for not using the soul destructer curse that Dumbledor taught me the other day. However things don't always work how we want them to. When the spell struck I saw something I wished I would never have seen. That's right folks, Voldemorts knickers. How Iwished Ihad not done that for right there in front of me on Voldemorts snake like body was my face stuck to his boxer shorts.
When Voldie relized what I had done and saw the damage to his clothing and his boxers hanging out, he promptly turned and ran. After this event I was most embarassed because he ran right into the fire without first putting in the floo powder; which promptly burned him to death, leaving me wondering why (to this very day) Tom had my face on his boxer shorts. Also I really wish I had done something other than that because I will always be remembered as the boy-who-killed-he-who-must-not-be-named-by-pantsing-him.