Chapter 6
Malfoy, Crab, and Goyle walked into the Great Hall the next morning wearing the robes. They had been spelled so they and the teachers wouldn't notice them unless someone pointed it out to them.
Every student turned to look at them as they made their way to the Slythern table. Once they sat down, it took about ten seconds before they jumped up yelling.
"Ah, the joy. I don't think I can take much more of this." Ron said with a loud sigh.
Malfoy was now trying to get his clothes from the air, but they were making a gallant effort to keep out of his reach by dogging around his. Some of the teachers were starting to look confused, and Dumbledore finally stood up saying, "Malfoy, Crab, and Goyle, please sit down. Just what are you trying to do?"
It only took about thirty seconds of Malfoy's stuttering explanation before the teachers started to notice that he was wearing a pink fluffy bathrobe with the words Pretty Boy on it. Many of them were unable to keep from laughing, but Snape stood up and with a wave of his wand sent the clothes flying into their owner's hand.
Turning he said loud enough for everyone to hear, "Potter, detention."
"Now now Severus, you have no proof it was Harry, and how could it be? He cannot get into the Slythern rooms, now please sit down." Dumbledore said, even he was having trouble suppressing a smile.
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"See Hermonie," Harry told her later, "It was all worth it."
Just then, Fred and George came over.
"Look at this!" Fred said sitting down next to Harry, "One of the Ravenclaw students had a camera with them."
He produced a picture of Malfoy, Crab, and Goyle jumping in the air, franticly trying to retrieve their clothes. They almost died of laughing.
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Malfoy, Crab, and Goyle were sitting in an empty classroom, none of them wanted to go back to the Slythern common room where they would be laughed at. Of course, they would be laughed at wherever they went.
"It was Potter. I don't care what they say, it was Potter I tell you!" Malfoy ranted for about the thousandth time.
Crab and Goyle sat watching him, their pudgy little eyes following him back and forth. Crabs face was screwed up in concentration, no doubt he was trying to count the number of times Malfoy paced the floor and was finding the task beyond him.
"I'll get him," a grin started to spread over Malfoy's face, "Oh yes, I know just what to do."