Do Not Disturb
Godric hurried through the dark castle. It was the dead of the night, and all of the students were in bed - so should he, but he desperately needed to talk to Salazar.
The damned fool had been sharing his hopes to create his own personal area of the castle with some of his particular favourite students. Godric, Helga and Rowena didn't believe that Salazar would be outrageous enough to create any addition to Rowena's family castle, but it didn't stop the students from gossiping.
The night was the only time that Godric could hope to speak with Salazar on a private basis. The crafty old fellow generally had several of his underling students following him around wherever he went at any other point of the day.
He reached the dungeons shortly, and decided to just walk on straight through, bustling through the empty common room and heading up into Salazar's private quarters.
Quietly, he magically unlocked the heavy door, and pushed it open.
"Oh—my—" he gasped suddenly. For sat on the green-quilted, four-poster bed was not Salazar Slytherin.
Rowena Ravenclaw sat upon the sheets, previously in quite a sultry position, with her dark curls tumbling over her shoulders. Much to Godric's shock, she wasn't clothed. Instead, she was stripped down to her very provocative lingerie; a navy satin corset and stockings.
"I was waiting for Salazar!" Rowena began to choke out, clearly appalled, but Godric scrambled out of the room before she could explain herself further.
Red faced and extremely embarrassed at what he had just witnessed, Godric shuffled back up to the Gryffindor Tower, making a mental note to ensure that he always knocked on the door in future.
Written for the Weird Prompt competition.
Prompt: (word) Lingerie