Harry Potter and the Case of the Missing Underwear

Late one Friday night, five girls could be seen, or rather, couldn't be seen, in the corner of the Gryffindor common room. Each of the girls were dressed in black, so that they would blend in with the darkness of the room they were about to enter. There was no one except for the five in the common room, and the fire was about to die out.
"Ok has everyone got their assignments?" Whispered Hermione. This little raid had, after all, been her idea.
"I forget," Whispered Catherine, Ginny Weasley's best friend.
"Ok. I'll say them once more. Catherine, you take Dean. Ginny, you've got Harry, Lavender's got Seamus, Lissie has Neville, and I've got Ron. You know what you need to do right?"
"Yes." The other four girls replied.
"Lets go then."
The five girls slinked up the stairs to the 5th year boy's dorm. This was going to be fun.

~*~*~

Harry Potter exited the boy's bathroom with a fluffy towel tied around his waist. A trail of steam followed him into the main area of the dorm. He shook his dampened head, in an attempt to dry out his hair. He only succeeded, however, in sending a fresh spray of water across the room, landing on several of his roommates, waking them up.
"Harry, what was that for?" Mumbled a very sleepy-looking Ron.
"Sorry." Harry replied.
"What're you a dog or something?" Asked Seamus, who appeared to be rather annoyed.
"And why are you up so early? And showering so early at that?" Asked Dean.
"Oh, that's right. I've forgotten. He's promised to meet Ginny at the lake for lunch." Ron said, teasing.
"Shut up. Need I remind you of your little exploits with Hermione every Saturday night?" Harry laughed.
"Yeah Ron, where do you two go off to on Saturday's?" Asked Dean, "Maybe Melissa and I could use it sometime."
"Hey, I'm not giving away my spot!" Ron said, defensively. After all, the small room behind the tapestry on the sixth floor was his and Hermione's spot. Only they knew about it.
"What Ron, you aren't going to tell them about the room behind the tapestry on the sixth floor?" Harry asked, rummaging through his drawers for some jeans.
"Harry! What was that for? Now you've ruined it. We'll have to find a new spot tonight." Ron moaned, throwing a pillow at Harry. Harry just laughed.
"The tapestry on the sixth floor. Wow, never would've thought of that one. I'll have to try it sometime." Seamus said, getting up from his bed to shower.
"There's a couch and everything." Neville piped up.
"Hey, how did you know that?" Ron asked.
"Didn't. I was just guessing, but now you've confirmed it." Neville stated. Ron smirked at him.
"Nice, Neville." Dean said, admiring Neville's little trick.
"Hey guys... all my boxers are gone." Harry said, slamming a drawer shut. "What have you done with them?" He asked.
"Hm... Harry, I never thought of you as a boxers man." Ron teased.
Harry threw the pillow back at Ron.
"Well? Where are they? Give them back or I'll tell Hermione exactly where you and Parvati were last Friday night." Harry said.
"No don't tell her! I didn't mean to. I mean... Well, I didn't take your boxers anyway." Ron said, blushing at being caught.
"Hey, all mine are missing too!" Neville exclaimed.
"And mine." Added Dean.
"Let me check," Ron went over to his trunk. "Mine are gone as well!" He exclaimed.
Just then, Seamus walked out of the bathroom.
"Seamus!" They all exclaimed together.
"What?" Asked Seamus, surprised at this strange outburst.
Ron walked around behind Seamus and held his arms behind his back as Harry paced in front of Seamus.
"Where are they?" Harry asked.
"What?" Asked Seamus.
"Don't play dumb with us!" Dean said.
"You know what." Harry added.
"I don't I swear." Seamus said.
"Our underwear. Where is it?" Harry asked, poking a finger at Seamus' chest.
"I don't know. I don't have it!" He said.
"Let's check his drawers." Dean said.
Neville went over to Seamus bureau and opened the top drawer.
"Hey, he hasn't got any either." Neville stated, shutting the drawer.
"Well, then where has all of our boxers gotten to?" Asked Harry.
"Good question." Answered Dean.
"What'll we wear to breakfast?" Asked Ron.
The five boys were silent. Finally, Harry got an idea.
"Swimming trunks, we can wear them until we find our boxers." Harry said.
"Good idea." Seamus said.
The five boys dressed quickly and headed downstairs.
Harry thought it quite strange that a few people in the common room started giggling when the five boys walked by.
He also found it odd when a few Ravenclaws laughed at them as they walked down to the Great Hall.
Just outside the door, Harry met Malfoy.
"Oh hello Potter. I'll spare you my rude remarks for now, as I'm sure you can't wait to see what's in the Great Hall."
Harry shrugged and entered the Great Hall. He looked up and gasped. His boxers, along with Seamus', Ron's, Dean's, and Neville's were hanging from a clothesline in the middle of the Hall. He felt a blush creep up his face as students walked by, looking up and giggling.
"Who did this?" Asked Harry loudly.
"I'll bet it was Malfoy." Ron said, his ears nearly as red as his hair by now.
Then, Dean spotted the girls at the Gryffindor table as they burst out laughing. He pointed.
"I don't believe it!" Harry exclaimed.
"It was them!" Ron yelled.
"Let's get them!" Seamus yelled, but Harry pulled him back by his shirt.
"Not now... tonight, we'll meet in the common room and get them back...only five times worse." Harry laughed evilly, as the other boys smiled and rubbed their hands together.
"For now breakfast!" Harry said.
"Breakfast." The boys echoed.

A/N Will the boys get the girls back? It depends. If you want another chapter, review!