Now of course the Dark Lord was not so desperate as to copy someone else's Christmas idea, but he still couldn't get over the gift Harry Potter had given him the year before. A hug shirt, really? Though he did have fun groping the boy as payback.
Why just grope his upper half though?
The Dark Lord grinned like the evil man he was and brought out the gift he had gotten Harry. A pair of groping pants. Same idea and mechanics of a hug shirt except only the sender could take them off. Oh...he couldn't wait.
HARRYVOLDEMORT - YAY!! Woah, I really need sleep.
"Harry!!!!" Hermione yelled as she looked over at Ron, the two had let their friend sleep considering he had stayed out late the night before.
"What?! It's too bloody early for you to be yelling!" Hermione rolled her eyes as she went to shout again.
"PRESENTS!!" They both heard something fall before Harry came swinging down the dormitory steps.
"Woot! How many do I have?"
"Well, five?"
"That's one more than usual..."
"Well open that one first," Ron suggested. Harry shrugged and did just that. Once he opened the box he pulled out a pair of pants...well er - black leather pants.
"...who would send me these?" He asked, confused. Hermione shurgged but couldn't resist seeing a man in leather so she forced him to try them on.
So when Harry stood in front of his friends and checked himself out it was rather embarressing when he moaned loudly and his knees buckled at the same time his cell phone rang.
TBC ...eventually
tired
hungry
