Chapter Three: Spankees!
Harry made his way over to the rest of the cheerleaders. He noticed that he and Malfoy were the only boys in the squad. Oh, yipee, I get to party with Prince Prissy Pants he thought to himself sarcastically. Prince Prissy Pants... ha ha ha...
"Ha ha ha." Harry said
"Less laughing and more cheering, Potter!" snapped Malfoy. His eyebrows were so furrowed that there was a bump in the middle of his eyebrows. Ha ha ha.
More like Sir Spaz-a-lot Harry thought to himself.
Before he could say that out loud too, draco started giving orders to the girls. And boy.
"Alright people I've got a brand new cheer - It'll for sure give us the divisional cup, at least," He stated proudly. "I've stayed up all night for 3 weeks thinking of this cheer, and I know we can pull it off."
He cleared his throat, and put on a smile. He looks better when he's glaring at me thought Harry, squinting at Malfoy's bright and cheery face.
"Ahem. I am starting," he said. "Two, Four, Six, Eight, that's the way we masturbate! Yeah! Goooooooooooooooooooo HOGWARTS!!!!!!!!" He threw up his hands and kicked higher than his head for the finale.
Harry stared at him. "You spent 3 weeks thinking of that?????" he asked.
Draco just gave him a Look.
"I think it was lovely," said Pansy Parkinson, but no one heard her because her voice is so high that only dogs can hear it.
Malfoy glanced at his watch. "Okay, well, that's the end of our meeting. And remember!" he called to the people already leaving, "Tomorrow's the first quidditch game of the season! Be there, or my father will have you rot in azkaban!"
Harry had almost escaped, when Draco caught up to him.
"Here," said Draco, shoving a plastic bag in Harry's hands. "Take it. It's your uniform."
Back in the Gryffindor common room, Harry was sitting on the plushy carpet in front of the fireplace, the plastic bag on the couch beside him.
Ron came into the room. "Hey, what's with the bag?"
"Prince Pri - I mean, Malfoy gave it to me," Harry told him. "It's my uniform."
"You've got to wear a bag?"
"No, Ron. The uniform is inside the bag."
"Oh," said ron, opening it. "Wow, Harry, this is pretty, uh... pretty."
"What does that mean?" said Harry, getting up. He looked at his uniform. "Please tell me that isn't a skirt."
"What, this?" asked ron, picking up the smallest piece of clothing. "No, silly, this is a spankee!"
Harry stared at the red, blue, yellow, and green pair of cheerleader's undies in horror.
Ron stretched them and let go, making a snapping noise. "Nice and tight."
A/N: lol I can just see ron snapping spankees and saying "Nice and tight". I thought that was a good place to end the chapter... nice and tight... nice and tight.... that's hilarious. If you don't think so, then my father will have you rot in azkaban! oh btw I have never seen spankees, I only know they exist because my best friend used to be a cheerleader and she told me.
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