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Naked at Hogwarts?!	By : KerantliDreamer Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 91781 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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So, I took AGES to get this written. I've had very bad depression (even on meds), so not been wanting to write for a while. But here we are...

There was a chill in the dungeons, even with the last of the heat from summer still making itself known on the Scottish Highlands. Draco wrapped his arms around himself, trying to keep warm while still looking as if he owned the place. His bag rested against his feet, which felt like they had turned into blocks of ice as he waited for his Godfather to open up the Potions classroom. He sneered at a couple of fifth year students that were staring at him, making them scatter as he leant back against the cold and damp stone wall.

"Well isn't this fun?" His friend, Blaise Zabini said, glancing over Draco's naked form. "I did not think that you would go through with it after the first night. What would your father say if he heard about this?"

Draco ignored the look Blaise was aiming at him, adjusting his feet to try and regain some feeling in his frozen feet. "I will have you know that Father is well aware of the situation. As of what he thinks, I am not interested in the slightest right now."

"Is that so? What if he heard that his only son, the heir to the Malfoy lineage, just so happened to enjoy being felt up by men, rather than the charming if dull, Miss Astoria Greengrass?" Blaise drew nearer, blocking off any escape route Draco might have had and hiding him from anyone passing by, fingers teasing Draco's flaccid penis.

"What the hell are you doing!" Draco shouted, using all his strength to push Blaise away. Blaise stumbled backwards, looking shocked. "I may be naked, but coming up to me in that way is never going to be okay with me. I am not here to be someone's play thing before class, be they from the same house or not."

Draco advanced on his house mate, the air around him seeming to crackle with electricity. He had not even noticed the door to the Potions room open until he felt a cold bony hand land on his shoulder.

"What seems to be the problem?" Snape asked, his eyes flicking between his godson and the worried face of Blaise.

"Nothing Sir. My apologies for making a scene outside your classroom. It will not happen again," Draco muttered, glaring at Blaise.

"See that it does not. Everybody in, apart from you Mr Malfoy, I want to speak with you. Privately," Snape ordered, causing the group of students to rush into the classroom as soon as they could as to not meet the wrath of the Potions Master.

"Why is it, Mr Malfoy, that I find you in the centre of every argument that happens outside my classroom?" Snape asked, turning the blond boy round.

"Trouble seems to find me?" Draco said, dropping his gaze to the floor. "I have apologised once, however, Blaise started it by pushing me against the wall and trying to abuse me. Why are we doing this?"

Snape just shook his head, "I do not know the headmasters meaning behind having naked students running around. If it had been me, this would not be happening."

Draco rolled his eyes, turning on the spot and matching into the class room, painfully aware of the way his penis bounced with every step. The old fool of a headmaster had better have a good reason for the torture Draco would have to go through for the next week, or he will be hearing from the senior Malfoy before the week was up.

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After the incident between Theodore Nott and herself the day before, Pansy had sought out the one person she could talk to when she finally left the shared common room. Hovering outside the door to the hospital wing, Pansy let the glamour fade from her body, letting out a low breath when she saw just how bad they were. Blue and yellow bruises littered her stomach and arms, while small cuts and scratches joined them. Pansy knocked on the door, waiting for Madam Pomfry to speak.

"Come in?" was all Pansy heard before she burst into tears and pushed the door open. Madame Pomfry held out her arms, letting the girl run into them before taking her into the office Madame Pomfry was usually found when not taking care of students that had managed to do damage to themselves.

"Did he do this to you?" Pansy heard Madame Pomfry ask, before nodding. "you need to tell someone other than me, dear. There is only so much I can do to help you, and even that is just during term time."

Pansy nodded again, knowing that the older witch was right. Not that she knew who would listen to her. Going to Professor Snape was not an option, he would go and speak to her father as soon as he had the chance and only make it harder for Pansy when she returned home at the end of the school year. Dumbledore would only make a fuss, which is not what Pansy wanted right at that moment.

"Maybe Professor McGonagall?" The Healer said, seemingly reading Pansy's mind. "Wel then, shall we get you fixed up again. Was this round anything to do with the way you are currently dressed, or rather, the lack of clothing you have, by chance?"

Pansy nodded again, moving out from Madam Pomfry's embrace and sitting on the only chair in the office while the healer searched for the healing cream. Hearing a triumphant noise form the Healer, Pansy winced in preparation of what was to come. She let out a hiss when the cold cream hit her skin, knowing that it was only temporary did not help her as the sting from the cream working through the scratches and cuts that happened to be marring her skin. It was over before she knew it had worked, looking up at Madam Pomfry and smiling slightly.

"Thank you.," Pansy said, looking down at her body, thankful the the cream also got rid of the scars that may have been left behind.

"you know I'm going to have to speak to someone about this, don't you? He can't go on hurting you. It has been three years now," Madam Pomfry told her sternly, putting the healing cream back on the shelf. Pansy just nodded in agreement, biting at her lip.

"I know you do, I am sorry for being a bother on the school supplies as well," Pansy dipped her head as she stood up. "I best get back to class, I am pretty sure Draco will be worrying about me by now."

Madam Pomfry just nodded, busying herself with tidying up the office as Pansy left, worrying about the young charge.

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"Harry will you stop fidgeting!" Hermione hissed, looking at her best friend over the edge of the large book she was reading. The naked couple had been in the library for most of the afternoon, trying to find any reasoning behind the meaning of the Program and any benefits it may have. So far they had been unsuccessful in their search.

"I can't help it, these chairs are scratchy. How do you deal with them?" Harry whined, squirming in his seat again.

"Usually I have clothes on. But really, you are a wizard after all, the least you could do was put a cushioning charm on the seat before you sat down," Hermione stated, blinking in exasperation as understanding and embarrassment flit over Harry's face.

"Hello Harry, Hermione. Can I sit with you?" Luna asked, holding a copy of the Quibbler in her arms. Hermione gestured to the spare seat, which Luna took before fixing her gaze on Harry.

"Did the Nargles steal your clothing as well, Harry?" Luna asked innocently, placing the Quibbler onto the table and starting to read it upside down. "It has happened a lot in the Ravenclaw common room, but not so much anywhere else from what Ginny has told me."

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, their eyebrows raised in confusion. Hermione tilted her head softly towards Luna, attempting to get Harry to say something.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, closing his book and laying it flat on the table. If anyone knew what may be going on, it would be a Ravenclaw.

"Oh, in the common room people have been parading around in no clothing, they think it's a bit of fun. Nargles, while playful creatures, are certainly not fun. Wouldn't you agree Harry?" Luna smiled at him. Harry just nodded, looking like a deer in the headlights. He still did not know how to take the blonde Ravenclaw, sometimes she could come out with some profound things, but other times, it was like pulling blood from a stone.

"The word around the school, is that Dumbledore thinks this is a great opportunity to teach the student population sexual education. It would be the first time since the school opened that this sort of thing has been allowed, or had even been thought of, it seems," Luna added, tilting her head as if she was thinking.

"I can see why he would think this was a way of teaching about sexual education, but if it is that, then why was Nott forced into having his clothing removed?" Hermione spoke for the first time since Luna arrived, placing her quill down next to her bit of parchment. "That doesn't make sense. It was obvious he wasn't going to graduate at the end of the year, and while it is a punishment for him, it is also a punishment on the whole school population for keeping him in the mix."

Luna nodded, a frown marring her pretty features. "That has been up for some debate, no one has seemed to have figured out an answer. You would have thought Dumbledore would have made an announcement about it at the beginning of the year, but he didn't..." Luna trailed off, lost in thought for a minute. "I best be off, the Nargles have stolen my shoes again, and I really must find them. Bye!"

Harry and Hermione stared after the blonde girl as she skipped out of the library, before shaking their heads in unison.

"I will never understand that girl, but she is good with her tongue," Hermione muttered, not realising that Harry had heard her.

"Good with her tongue? Hermione, what are you on about?" He asked, before realisation fell over his face. "Really? You did!?"

Hermione nodded, casually flipping through the book in front of her. "Maybe we did, maybe we didn't. But not to discredit her, but I do wonder if the Ravenclaw's are wandering around in the nude in their common room. It certainly hasn't spilled out into the corridors just yet, but I can't see it staying cooped up for too long, can you?"

Harry shook his head, too busy trying to keep the image of Hermione and Luna in a compromising tryst and failing spectacularly. He dropped his hands to his crotch, trying to keep his growing erection hidden from Hermione.

"Are you okay?" Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Yeah, just... Fine," Harry choked out, a blush spreading over his cheeks. "I think I'm going to go back to the common room, or go see people in the Gryffindor tower. See how they're getting on up there."

Hermione just nodded, smiling to herself when she caught sight of Harry's erection as he rushed out of the library, hands trying to cover his crotch.

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Harry wandered down Hogwarts corridors, trying to think of some way of entertaining himself. The weather had started to turn colder overnight, making the castle groan. Harry crossed his arms over his chest, in a futile attempt of trying to keep himself warm, but also thankul the the cold seemed to have managed to calm his erection.

Harry kept walking, soon finding himself up near the Gryffindor tower. Shrugging to himself, he knocked on the portrait, hoping someone he knew would open it for him, since the Fat Lady had gone on a jaunt around to a different painting.

"Harry! What are you doing here?" Lavender Brown squealed as she opened the portrait, practically eating him with her eyes.

"Is Ron, Neville or anyone else from our year there?" harry asked, feeling rather uncomfortable with her staring.

"I think so, they may be in the dorm room, but you can come in, there is only me in the common room right now. You may as well make yourself comfortable," she giggled, taking Harry's hand and dragging him though into the common room. Harry tried to keep his footing, only succeeding in falling over and onto the floor in front of Lavender. He heard her laugh again from behind him, painfully aware that he was exposing everything to her.

"My, what a delightful view," she purred, running her hand over his bottom. Harry righted himself as soon as he could, stammering out an excuse and made a beeline towards the boys dormitory. He listened out for any indication that there would be anyone in his old dorm, only finding Trevor the toad sitting outside the door croaking in indignation.

"Yeah, I know Trevor," he said, letting the toad into the room and taking a quick look around. Lavender had lied to him, there was no one there. Harry made his way back down the stairs, stopping at the bottom as he saw that Lavender had removed part of her school uniform while he had been letting Trevor into the dormitory. "uh, they're not there, I'll see if I can get back later to see them."

Harry tried to head for the portrait door, only to be blocked off by Lavender, who was looking at his crotch as it started to harden again.

"I see that you are effected by me," she purred, running her hand over Harry's shaft. Harry shook his head, trying to move back, only to find that he had managed to back himself into a corner, feeling a sofa arm bumping against the back of his knees.

"Lavender, you don't want to-" Harry was cut off, having been pushed back on to the sofa with Lavender falling on top of him, her legs on either side of his hips and her bust right in front of of his face.

"Don't be like that, Harry," Lavender tilted her head, "You'll enjoy it once you relax," She added, reaching down between her legs to where his cock lay. her fingernails dancing over the shaft and head.

"Uncircumcised I see, All the better to please you with," she said, shifting down the chair as Harry shifted up, trying to get away from her.

"Lavender, sto-," Harry lost all words as her tongue swiped up his shaft, making his cock start to take interest. Harry cursed hi body and the teenage hormones running through him at the unwanted attention. He felt his head fall back as Lavender kept flicking her tongue over him, letting out a small moan when she had reached the tip and engulfed him in one smooth move. Lavender giggled around his cock, causing a tingle of sensations right up his spine. He had to admit, if the rumours were not true, Lavender knew a thing or two about oral. He felt her take his cock deeper, the head hitting the back of her throat. Harry gripped at the sofa cushions, bringing one to his face so that he had something to bite on when the sensations got too much. He felt Lavender pull away suddenly, missing the feel of a warm mouth for a second before his cock was once again buried into something soft and warm. Harry soon realised that Lavender was riding him. her hands rested on his hips, not letting him do any of the work.

"Lavender..." Harry tried to croak out, lifting the pillow for a second to see what she was doing. Her face was contorted into one of pleasure, which made Harry feel a bit better about the situation. She kept bouncing on him, varying the speed and depth of the bounces, as she rode him. Harry was lost with the sensations, clinging to the sofa cushions until he felt a familiar feeling.

"I'm gonna -" Harry managed to get out before he felt Lavender lift off him and twist around so her bottom was facing him.

"Well do something to me!" Lavender practically yelled, feeling mor and more frustrated with Harry. He made a low noise in his throat, able to smell her arousal. He tried to remember what he had read in one of the dirty magazines Dudley had hidden in Harry's room while he was at school.

"Yes, that's goood," he head Lavender moan when his tongue passed over her soft folds.

'She tastes strange' he thought, lifting his hands to grip her hips, pulling her further over his head. 'not that it is a bad taste though.'

He heard Lavender moan again as his tongue zeroed in on her hidden clit, taking his time to make sure she enjoyed herself.

Harry left the Gyffindor common room with a silly grin on his face. Lavender had made his time in the common room worthwhile in the end, despite the fact Harry had originally told her not to do anything. On his way back to the shared common room, Harry bumped into Pansy, who was looking like she had lost something.

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"Hey Pansy, are you okay? Harry had to ask, placing his hand on her shoulder. Pansy jumped, spinning around to face him with fear and anger in her eyes.

"What do you want, Potter?" Pansy tried to growl, only having it come out in a squeak.

"I wanted to know how you were dealing with the fact that we're having to walk around naked," Harry tilted his head, looking at her confused. He saw Pansy soften her expression, the fear still evident in her eyes.

"Other than the Nott thing, everyone has left me alone. It seems like word got out about what happened and doesn't want to mess with myself, or with Draco," Pansy replied, looking at the floor before starting to walk away until she said, "how about you?"

"It could be worse. I heard about what happened and just wanted to say I am sorry that something like that happened, I don't think that Dumbledore ever expected it to happen," Harry was rambling now, following the Slytherin girl back to their shared common room.

"I know. Which is what makes this week even worse. Why did he think that this was a good idea in the first place?" Pansy said heatedly, clenching her hands so tight her knuckles were turning white.

"Something was going through his mind, but I do not think it was the safety of the students," Hermione had joined them, having left the library with an armful of books. Harry took some of the books, lightening Hermione's load as they kept walking.

"Something must have happened when he went to the Wizengamot, either he did something, or someone else did something. But what he did, no one will probably ever know," Pansy said, looking at the two Gryffindors in turn. Both nodded their heads, looks of confusion on their faces.

"Why can we not have a nice and normal school year, without anything happening?" Harry asked, knowing he had already said something along those lines before. Both girls shrugged, shooting him pitying looks. It did seem that every year that Harry was at school something out of the ordinary would show up and disrupt everything they ever knew.
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