Hey guys! Okay, so, First off I do NOT own Harry Potter... Though I wish I did. Next Item of business, I hope you like the story! Thirdly, for those of you that reads Agent Serpent I'm so sorry I haven't updated! I just lost my muse for the story, but I promise you, if I find it again, I will continue it. It is NOT cancelled. But if anyone wants to adopt, or use the idea, feel free too. Just PM me so I can read the progress. Okay, you can go and read now.

Helena was cleaning up after a potion she fucked up. Now, most people can make first year potions, but she couldn't even do that. Then she just fucked herself even more when she knocked over said potion fuck. Ask her to make any food possible to make in the kitchen and she could do it... but in potions, she couldn't make a fucking boil cure potion. And that was the first fucking potion made in Hogwarts! To say she was pissed was an understatement as she got to her knees to clean up the mess she made.

Unbeknownst to her, Tom and his inner circle walked in because they had to do something or another in there. So, everyone was greeted to the sight of the girl-who-lived with her ass sticking in the air trying to get all the potion off the floor.

Unknown to most, Tom had a very mischievous nature, so, naturally, he had to do something. So, silently, he transfigured her clothes into a leather corset, a black miniskirt, black Lacey panties, and fishnet stockings.

She felt it the moment it happened and stood up quickly. "Tom," she said in a quite, calm voice. Everyone knew at that moment that she was absolutely pissed, and now wasn't the time to mess with her. "change my clothes back." Of course, the absolute idiot he is, he just ignored her in favor of checking her out.

"You know, my little hellion, you should wear outfits like this more often." He told her with a smirk. Unknown to him, the others were slowly backing up, out of the way of her possible wrath.

"Change me now, or you'll have some very nasty surprises." She hissed in Parsletounge.

"But where would the fun in that be, honey?" he asked slyly.

She glared at him silently and said, "Now, or else Tom." When he just kept smirking, she stalked past him, stopped and sweetly said one thing any guy doesn't want to hear from their wife... " I hope you like sleeping on the couch, honey." Then walked away from him with her own smirk.