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the alarm clock went off, which was weird because i dont bring my clock with me to hogwarts. i sat up and touched the side of my head. my head hurts so bad. my eyes were closed shut, as i felt how much it hurt.

suddenly, i heard a loud snore somewhere. i widened my eyes and snapped. i realized i wasnt in my room. i was inside a boys' green coated dorm room, surrounded by adults who were half naked in their beds. i was in the slytherin boys dorm. oh. my god. how did that happen?!

i was about to run off the room when i realized i wasnt in anything at all! i was naked, showcasing all of my body. i tried to rummage around to find my clothes, but all i could see was slytherin jackets, sweaters, and filthy boxers that probably hasnt been washed since the renaissance. i took a random blanket and put it on me. i took my wand and immediately rushed out of the room, hoping no one would see me. my hair was really messy and i was unrecognizeable.

i went off to see two men sipping on their morning coffee. they were quite busy reading the daily prophet, and this was my chance to get out. the slytherin dorms arent so far from the gryffindors. i hid behind furnitures, still wearing the white blanket, and was holding my wand out, hoping not to shout 'obliviate' at someone out of the blue. when i saw another boy walking in with his t-shirt and his robe, i instantly ran inside the closet. i actually think he noticed me in there. i just wish he wouldnt open it to find me hiding. naked.

"hey, harry! have you seen my sweater anywhere?"

"oh-"

"idiot, its inside the closet," another guy said. i cursed softly. they were going to find me!

this was going to be a scandal if they do find out im inside the slytherin dorms without any clothing. i might even be expelled.

"why dont you boys check your rooms? im sure its there. ah, zabini mustve misplaced your sweater, so check ours as well," the other boy said. i peeked through the little crack, and found that the two boys walked back to their rooms. i was about to step out, when suddenly the closet doors were opened, exposing my shameful self.

"what are you doing here?" it was potter. oh, thats why im here. he took me upstairs to have a late night talk. but, why am i naked?

did we perhaps.. do something? the devils tango. dont get me wrong, but he basically fulfilled my intrusive daydreaming. im not as grateful, but i should be. however, its wrong. i shouldnt.

"i cant find any of my clothes," i shamefully replied.

"you couldve waited for me upstairs," he chuckled. "the boys know youre there. they wont hurt you."

"they know im-"

"well, they dont know its you. they just know ive been with someone throughout the evening," he said. "cmon, ill get you to wear some of my plain shirts. i kind of lost your clothes."

"youre unbelieveable," i replied. i hurriedly followed him back to their room.

"so, what did we do? exactly?" i asked innocently.

"isnt it obvious?" he chuckled nervously.

now, that was it. im fucked! there it is! the clarification. how could i not remember any of those? i have good memory. this cant be happening. my v-card cant be taken by a slytherin mischief. its very, very wrong.

"did you know i was a virgin?" i told him. he nodded. a nod? really.

"i know what a virgin feels like."

that was it. i was humiliated by this man. even though i should be angry, i couldnt. i dont know why. i wanted him last night, the way he wanted me. i guess we were fulfilling each other's lustful dreams.

when we got to the room, i took one of his clean boxers and wore them, along with the oversized white t-shirts he had. he had huge black shorts as well, and i gladly took them. i was about to run off, but he stopped me.

"wait, i have something for you," he said, holding up a big cloak. it looked old and ancient. what a cheap gift, i suppose.

"im not going to take it. lets just forget this happened and-"

"granger, its an invisible cloak. wear it, and youll get out peacefully," he said and handed them to me.

"oh, thank you," i thanked him. he smiled and gave me a small pat. wow, hes actually really genuine and kind.

"just promise me one thing."

"what?"

"you wont try to forget this happened between you and me," he said.

i nodded gently and left without bidding a final goodbye.

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