Disclaimer: Don't own anything, I think this is the last time I'll write
this! I mean it's the same thing every time and I've already written it,
like, 10 times!
Authors note: In the last chapter, Goten and Trunks were under the invisibility cloak, not talking. No, they didn't run of. THEN.
Another authors note: There are a lot of Author's notes in this story, I just felt like commentating.
Thanks for the reviews! It's just, when I get them, it encourages me to go on writing the next chapter!
Chapter 11: The horrible, menacing, fearsome, frightful all-mighty.
Draco, Ron and Hermione were constantly checking whether Trunks and Goten had run off to anywhere, in case they were thinking up some evil plan.
They had almost reached the last staircase, leading to The Fat Lady, when they heard a scream. They turned around and saw, in Ron and Hermione's view, Draco and in the real Draco's view, Potter.
He was running toward them, his t-shirt (A/N: I know they wear robes, but let's just pretend they don't once they get back in their common rooms. After all, it's like a school uniform, and you don't wear your uniform [if your school has one] at home, do you?) clutched in his hand and holding his pants with his hand so they wouldn't all off. He was screaming:
"HELP ME!!! SOMEONE!!! ANYONE!!!"
Ron and Hermione were utterly bewildered and confused, but Draco had a pretty good idea of what this was all about. For the first time, he was glad he swapped bodies with Potter. Because tonight-
"Dracy-poo!!! Did someone hurt our feelings? Come here and I will make it better!"
(A/N: Believe it or not, this happened to my cousin, she was just sitting there waiting for class to start, and suddenly she heard a scream from the back of the class, she turned around and saw a boy from her class in the exact same condition as Draco, only in my cousin's school, the girl didn't like the boy, she was just getting back at him because he was always annoying her friend!)
It was horrible, menacing, fearsome, frightful. It had PAIN, HUMILIATION, SUFFERING, TORTURE written all over it (A/N: not literally)! It was like looking at the sun, sometime, you had to look away. It was-
"PARKINSLUT! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES EVERYONE!!!"
Forgetting that he was now Potter, he ran. Harry, following his advice, ran after him, still holding his pants, so that they wouldn't fall off.
Pansy ran after them screaming:
"Don't go after him, Drakkie! He's going to lead you into a trap! I don't want you to get hurt!"
But Harry nor Draco heard her, they were running as fast as they could, to anywhere where the horrible beast wouldn't find them.
They saw a door ahead, and without pausing to think, Draco ran inside, holding the door open for Harry, and then slammed it shut, and turned the key, which just happened to be in the lock (A/N: Three guesses where they are).
They froze, hearing Pansy's footsteps drawing closer and closer to the door. They weren't even breathing. They hoped their beating hearts wouldn't give them away (A/N: I know that's from the book, but oh well).
Pansy was now rattling on the door, It didn't budge. They heard her mutter 'Alohamora', and knew that hope was lost, this was the end, they were goners for sure! But nothing happened. Pansy cursed, and obviously went to search for them (or rather, for who she thought was Draco) somewhere else.
"That was close! Now come on, we're going" Draco said quietly, turned the key, and tried to open the door. Then added. "No we're not, it's locked."
"What!?" Harry gaped at him.
"Yep, so you better get a move on and put your clothes back on!"
"Oh yeah." Harry pulled his, or rather, Draco's T-shirt over his, or rather Draco's head. Then went to pull his, or rather Draco's (A/N: Okay, I'll stop now) pants, but then realized that Pansy had taken his belt.
"Um. I don't think I can put that back on, Parkinslut stole your belt!"
"Well, that doesn't matter, look over there, there's a spare one!"
Harry looked the way Draco was pointing, and saw that he was right. He fastened the belt and sat down on the floor.
"What is this place anyway?" Draco asked him.
As though in answer to his question, a book fell down on his lap entitles 'Hogwarts, A History' and fell open to the page where it said: The Room of Requirement.
"The Room of Requirement?" he said out loud.
"Oh! That's where we must be! See, I needed a belt, one appeared, you needed to know here we are, and the book fell into your lap!" Harry replied.
"Yeah! And now I need a way to get out of here!" said Draco, looking hopefully up at the ceiling, but nothing happened. They didn't need it anymore either, because at that moment, the door slammed open and Pansy appeared. She looked delighted at the sight of Harry (but she thinks it's Draco!).
"Oh Drakkie-poo!!!! I've been looking all over for you!" she squealed and launched herself at Harry, who did not duck in time. She landed on top of him and tried her very best to kiss him. He was putting up a great fight, but at last, Pansy planted a large, disgusting, wet kiss on his cheek. Screaming like a banshee, Harry threw her off, and he and Draco ran from the room. There they met Ron and Hermione.
They stared at Harry and Draco.
"You know Malfoy, for the first time in my life, I feel sorry for you!" Ron said to Harry finally.
"Me too!" said Hermione, "No one deserves to be chased after like that, especially by Parkinson!"
"Thanks, Her- Granger, Weasley." Harry said, feeling awkward, calling his best friends by their surnames.
"See you later!" Draco said and he Ron and Hermione took the last staircase, while Harry went back to the dungeons.
"Did I just say that to Malfoy?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, buy he acted so, different. I know this'll sound crazy, but something about him reminded me of Harry!"
"Yeah, I was about to say that too!"
Draco said nothing, then searching around for a change of subject he said:
"Trunks? Goten? Are you still there?"
No one replied.
"Oh come on! Come here!"
Still no one replied. They exchanged bewildered looks and started feeling around for the two demi-devils err. chibis.
They didn't find them anywhere.
"Those little brats!" Ron cursed.
"They'll turn up!" Hermione reassured him.
Draco and Ron were quite sure that they would, although Trunks and Goten would probably play some sort of prank before doing so. They were quite right.
Harry returned to the dormitory and went straight to bed. To his surprise he fell asleep quickly, which he usually didn't, at this time.
Little did he know he made a huge mistake in doing so, well, not really. It was not going to cause HIM any harm, but Malfoy, well, let's no talk about it.
"Trunks, he's asleep, let's do it now!"
"No you dummy! We have to wait for the others to go to bed!"
"Oh alright, we'll wait, but don't blame me when I fall asleep!"
They sat down in the invisibility cloak and waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, okay I'll stop now. Anyway, they waited a long time, until all the noise down in the Slytherin common room was gone.
"Alrighty, let's go!" Trunks muttered and they made towards Draco's trunk. They opened it and searched through it, throwing out every bit of clothing they could find. When they had finished raiding the Slytherin's trunk, Trunks pulled off Harry's pajamas (A/N: gross, I know, but otherwise it wouldn't be funny!) and Goten whispered:
"Where do we hide them?"
"I don't know! Let's go to the next room and stick his clothes in someone else's trunk!"
"Alright!"
They snaked out of the common room, and were glad that there was no one in the slytherin common room, as they had left Dumbledore's invisibility cloak back with Draco.
They walked into the dormitory next to Draco's and pulled a trunk out from under the nearest bed. Marcus Flint was snoring loudly (A/N: Yes, that's him on the bed), which stifled the sound of the lock on the trunk opening with a soft 'click'.
They tried to control their giggling as they ran out of the room.
***Next Morning***
Harry casually yawned and stretched. He had had a good dream, there was Hermione in it, and they were making out, and, of course, he had his OWN body back. He stepped out of bed and opened Draco's trunk, looking for clothes. He didn't find any. That was when it occurred to him that he wasn't wearing his pajamas, that he was wearing only boxers. Then, as though he already knew what was coming, he looked up into the corner where Trunks and Goten had sat in the night before, and spotted the invisibility cloak
He was about to scream 'You two are so dead' on top of his voice, but then realized, this didn't mean suffering for HIM, it meant suffering for Malfoy. Wherever Trunks and Goten had hidden Draco's clothes, he was in no hurry to find them.
He walked out of the dormitory, with only his boxers on. All the Slytherin's were staring at him. He waved cheerfully at him and yawned, but then nearly chocked himself to death as he heard a delightful squeal. Oh no, this DID mean suffering for him, and only him.
***
Draco, Ron and Hermione had just climbed out from the portrait hole. They were starting to get worried about Trunks and Goten. Well, not exactly Trunks and Goten, but the victim of their prank, which they had already played, they were ready to bet every single Galleon they had on it.
They had almost arrived at the Great hall, when for the second time in two days they heard a scream:
"HELP ME!!! SOMEONE!!! ANYONE!!!"
They turned around, and saw, Malfoy, this time in nothing but his boxers, running at 40 mph toward wherever there was place to hide. And surely enough, It was Pansy Parkinson who was running after him.
"Oh my god! The poor thing!" Hermione said, "I feel even more sorry for him then I was yesterday!"
"I think I have a pretty good idea of what happened!" Draco said, "Trunks and Goten stole all of Dra - Malfoy's clothes, and now he has nothing to wear, and when Pansy saw him, and, let's just say, it probably wasn't pretty!"
Before they set off to help Harry, Draco though angrily:
'Note to self: Next time you see the little demi-devils, kill without mercy'
Authors note: In the last chapter, Goten and Trunks were under the invisibility cloak, not talking. No, they didn't run of. THEN.
Another authors note: There are a lot of Author's notes in this story, I just felt like commentating.
Thanks for the reviews! It's just, when I get them, it encourages me to go on writing the next chapter!
Chapter 11: The horrible, menacing, fearsome, frightful all-mighty.
Draco, Ron and Hermione were constantly checking whether Trunks and Goten had run off to anywhere, in case they were thinking up some evil plan.
They had almost reached the last staircase, leading to The Fat Lady, when they heard a scream. They turned around and saw, in Ron and Hermione's view, Draco and in the real Draco's view, Potter.
He was running toward them, his t-shirt (A/N: I know they wear robes, but let's just pretend they don't once they get back in their common rooms. After all, it's like a school uniform, and you don't wear your uniform [if your school has one] at home, do you?) clutched in his hand and holding his pants with his hand so they wouldn't all off. He was screaming:
"HELP ME!!! SOMEONE!!! ANYONE!!!"
Ron and Hermione were utterly bewildered and confused, but Draco had a pretty good idea of what this was all about. For the first time, he was glad he swapped bodies with Potter. Because tonight-
"Dracy-poo!!! Did someone hurt our feelings? Come here and I will make it better!"
(A/N: Believe it or not, this happened to my cousin, she was just sitting there waiting for class to start, and suddenly she heard a scream from the back of the class, she turned around and saw a boy from her class in the exact same condition as Draco, only in my cousin's school, the girl didn't like the boy, she was just getting back at him because he was always annoying her friend!)
It was horrible, menacing, fearsome, frightful. It had PAIN, HUMILIATION, SUFFERING, TORTURE written all over it (A/N: not literally)! It was like looking at the sun, sometime, you had to look away. It was-
"PARKINSLUT! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES EVERYONE!!!"
Forgetting that he was now Potter, he ran. Harry, following his advice, ran after him, still holding his pants, so that they wouldn't fall off.
Pansy ran after them screaming:
"Don't go after him, Drakkie! He's going to lead you into a trap! I don't want you to get hurt!"
But Harry nor Draco heard her, they were running as fast as they could, to anywhere where the horrible beast wouldn't find them.
They saw a door ahead, and without pausing to think, Draco ran inside, holding the door open for Harry, and then slammed it shut, and turned the key, which just happened to be in the lock (A/N: Three guesses where they are).
They froze, hearing Pansy's footsteps drawing closer and closer to the door. They weren't even breathing. They hoped their beating hearts wouldn't give them away (A/N: I know that's from the book, but oh well).
Pansy was now rattling on the door, It didn't budge. They heard her mutter 'Alohamora', and knew that hope was lost, this was the end, they were goners for sure! But nothing happened. Pansy cursed, and obviously went to search for them (or rather, for who she thought was Draco) somewhere else.
"That was close! Now come on, we're going" Draco said quietly, turned the key, and tried to open the door. Then added. "No we're not, it's locked."
"What!?" Harry gaped at him.
"Yep, so you better get a move on and put your clothes back on!"
"Oh yeah." Harry pulled his, or rather, Draco's T-shirt over his, or rather Draco's head. Then went to pull his, or rather Draco's (A/N: Okay, I'll stop now) pants, but then realized that Pansy had taken his belt.
"Um. I don't think I can put that back on, Parkinslut stole your belt!"
"Well, that doesn't matter, look over there, there's a spare one!"
Harry looked the way Draco was pointing, and saw that he was right. He fastened the belt and sat down on the floor.
"What is this place anyway?" Draco asked him.
As though in answer to his question, a book fell down on his lap entitles 'Hogwarts, A History' and fell open to the page where it said: The Room of Requirement.
"The Room of Requirement?" he said out loud.
"Oh! That's where we must be! See, I needed a belt, one appeared, you needed to know here we are, and the book fell into your lap!" Harry replied.
"Yeah! And now I need a way to get out of here!" said Draco, looking hopefully up at the ceiling, but nothing happened. They didn't need it anymore either, because at that moment, the door slammed open and Pansy appeared. She looked delighted at the sight of Harry (but she thinks it's Draco!).
"Oh Drakkie-poo!!!! I've been looking all over for you!" she squealed and launched herself at Harry, who did not duck in time. She landed on top of him and tried her very best to kiss him. He was putting up a great fight, but at last, Pansy planted a large, disgusting, wet kiss on his cheek. Screaming like a banshee, Harry threw her off, and he and Draco ran from the room. There they met Ron and Hermione.
They stared at Harry and Draco.
"You know Malfoy, for the first time in my life, I feel sorry for you!" Ron said to Harry finally.
"Me too!" said Hermione, "No one deserves to be chased after like that, especially by Parkinson!"
"Thanks, Her- Granger, Weasley." Harry said, feeling awkward, calling his best friends by their surnames.
"See you later!" Draco said and he Ron and Hermione took the last staircase, while Harry went back to the dungeons.
"Did I just say that to Malfoy?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, buy he acted so, different. I know this'll sound crazy, but something about him reminded me of Harry!"
"Yeah, I was about to say that too!"
Draco said nothing, then searching around for a change of subject he said:
"Trunks? Goten? Are you still there?"
No one replied.
"Oh come on! Come here!"
Still no one replied. They exchanged bewildered looks and started feeling around for the two demi-devils err. chibis.
They didn't find them anywhere.
"Those little brats!" Ron cursed.
"They'll turn up!" Hermione reassured him.
Draco and Ron were quite sure that they would, although Trunks and Goten would probably play some sort of prank before doing so. They were quite right.
Harry returned to the dormitory and went straight to bed. To his surprise he fell asleep quickly, which he usually didn't, at this time.
Little did he know he made a huge mistake in doing so, well, not really. It was not going to cause HIM any harm, but Malfoy, well, let's no talk about it.
"Trunks, he's asleep, let's do it now!"
"No you dummy! We have to wait for the others to go to bed!"
"Oh alright, we'll wait, but don't blame me when I fall asleep!"
They sat down in the invisibility cloak and waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, okay I'll stop now. Anyway, they waited a long time, until all the noise down in the Slytherin common room was gone.
"Alrighty, let's go!" Trunks muttered and they made towards Draco's trunk. They opened it and searched through it, throwing out every bit of clothing they could find. When they had finished raiding the Slytherin's trunk, Trunks pulled off Harry's pajamas (A/N: gross, I know, but otherwise it wouldn't be funny!) and Goten whispered:
"Where do we hide them?"
"I don't know! Let's go to the next room and stick his clothes in someone else's trunk!"
"Alright!"
They snaked out of the common room, and were glad that there was no one in the slytherin common room, as they had left Dumbledore's invisibility cloak back with Draco.
They walked into the dormitory next to Draco's and pulled a trunk out from under the nearest bed. Marcus Flint was snoring loudly (A/N: Yes, that's him on the bed), which stifled the sound of the lock on the trunk opening with a soft 'click'.
They tried to control their giggling as they ran out of the room.
***Next Morning***
Harry casually yawned and stretched. He had had a good dream, there was Hermione in it, and they were making out, and, of course, he had his OWN body back. He stepped out of bed and opened Draco's trunk, looking for clothes. He didn't find any. That was when it occurred to him that he wasn't wearing his pajamas, that he was wearing only boxers. Then, as though he already knew what was coming, he looked up into the corner where Trunks and Goten had sat in the night before, and spotted the invisibility cloak
He was about to scream 'You two are so dead' on top of his voice, but then realized, this didn't mean suffering for HIM, it meant suffering for Malfoy. Wherever Trunks and Goten had hidden Draco's clothes, he was in no hurry to find them.
He walked out of the dormitory, with only his boxers on. All the Slytherin's were staring at him. He waved cheerfully at him and yawned, but then nearly chocked himself to death as he heard a delightful squeal. Oh no, this DID mean suffering for him, and only him.
***
Draco, Ron and Hermione had just climbed out from the portrait hole. They were starting to get worried about Trunks and Goten. Well, not exactly Trunks and Goten, but the victim of their prank, which they had already played, they were ready to bet every single Galleon they had on it.
They had almost arrived at the Great hall, when for the second time in two days they heard a scream:
"HELP ME!!! SOMEONE!!! ANYONE!!!"
They turned around, and saw, Malfoy, this time in nothing but his boxers, running at 40 mph toward wherever there was place to hide. And surely enough, It was Pansy Parkinson who was running after him.
"Oh my god! The poor thing!" Hermione said, "I feel even more sorry for him then I was yesterday!"
"I think I have a pretty good idea of what happened!" Draco said, "Trunks and Goten stole all of Dra - Malfoy's clothes, and now he has nothing to wear, and when Pansy saw him, and, let's just say, it probably wasn't pretty!"
Before they set off to help Harry, Draco though angrily:
'Note to self: Next time you see the little demi-devils, kill without mercy'