Chapter Two

Draco laid in his dormitory all alone in his pink feather dress writing on pink parchment with bright purple ink. It seemed to be an invitation to some club but it wasn't nearly finished. He wrapped his hair around his finger as he wrote and chew on a piece of gum.

Suddenly a rattle from the door started. "Draco are you in there?" pansy's voice could be heard from outside the door.

"Uh… just a moment." Draco quickly started to get dressed as pansy kept knocking on the door. He stuffed his dress in a bag and under his bed and put the heels in a box and put the boxes under the bed also.

He walked towards the door and opened it. Pansy had an odd look on her face

"Draco did you say your ass was huge?" she asked Draco.

"Wha- wha- what! No I didn't what would give you that idea."

"Ok then can I ask you why you have pink lipstick on?" Pansy looked at Draco.

Draco's eyes grew wide "What! Oh no it was… uh… juice… ya juice. I had juice earlier."

"Well ok, I'll be leaving then" Pansy closed the door and walked down the stairs.

"Hmm he seemed…. worried. But about what, I wonder?" With that she pushed the issue out of her mind.

Harry ran towards the clothing shop grinning broadly he had been wondering how to do this without anyone finding out, and had. It was quite simple, just wonder in and wonder out. Besides if anyone questioned he could merely say he was buying clothes for his non-existing… sister. He walked into the clothing store in hogsmead and look around. He scanned through the rows of clothing, from pants, to shirts, to… dresses. Finally he found a bright pink tight leather mini dress. He walked up to the front counter to pay for the dress when he spotted thigh high orange leather hooker boots. He grabbed them quickly and put them on the counter also.

The shopkeeper looked up at him "is that…" she looked down at the clothes "all?" she said slowly

"Uh yes thanks," Harry said as the witch put the dress and boots in a bag.

Harry walked out of the store with his bag and made his way back to hogswart.

Draco walked out of the common room with a whole bunch of pink papers in his hands. How he would get people to join the club he made without knowing who made it up Draco did not know how was going to do it. He took about three pieces of papers and threw them into the boy's washroom. As he went he threw an odd paper here and there. In empty classrooms, washrooms, or just dropped them in the hall.

Ron walked around the halls in his skirt still. He walked through the halls think to him self. Next thing he knew there was a piece of pink parchment stuck to his heel

"What the hell…" he said taking it off

The Cross-dresser club Are you a person who likes to dress… different than you are suppose to

Are you a guy who into… other fashion

Are you a girl who dress like another person

Do u do this in secret

The "the cross-dressers club" is for you

Meet people who are like you every Saturday

And you don't have to tell anyone who you are

Meet in the Room of the Requirement found on the seventh floor

If you don't know where it is too bad for you…

Ron looked at the paper. He thought to himself it looks like something I should check out. He walked back toward the common room with the note still in hand.

Harry was now in his dormitory. He put his bag under his bed and then looked around. He walked out of his dorm down to the common room and he saw only a girl there with red hair in a lavender skirt. He waved to the girl and then walked out through the fat lady's portrait. He walked into the boy's washroom. At the door was a pink piece of paper. He read it silently to himself.

"The cross-dressers club" he muttered to himself as he folded the piece of paper and put it in his pocket.

Hermione sat in her dormitory all alone. She was looking at the pink piece of paper that Harry and Ron also found. She read it over and over again and shook her head then put it under her pillow. She laid down on her bed

"I wonder who founded the club?" she muttered to herself as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.