A/N: Once again, we do NOT own any of these characters because the whole magical world of Harry Potter belongs to the one and only JK Rowling, the goddess of magic!! *bows down to JK Rowling* Thanks to Alex400, Snitchyangel and of course, Franky-Boy the Sexy Pwince! ^_~ who reviewed our story! ^_^ This has nothing to do with my fic, Alternate Adventure: Goblet of Fire okay? It's just a little something my cousin, emerald-ice and I cooked up just for fun and for humiliation! Mwahahaha!! Actually, emerald-ice did this chapter. Let's all give my beautiful cousin around of applause!! *cheering is heard* (emerald-ice: *Blushes and gives a curtsy* Hehe… Anyway, just to tell you guys, you can find emerald-ice's fanfics on mugglepride.com under the pen name B_gurl88, and I guarantee you, they're great fics. She's a really great author! ^_~ (emerald-ice: Stop it! You're making me blush again!) Whatever… ^_^ So let's move on with the story… Hmm… I wonder who's going to be victimized this time… Mwahahaha!
Draco: Will you stop with the stupid-sounding laugh already?!
Slytherin-nette: We can't! It's just so evil! MWAHAHA!!!
Draco: I swear, why do I put up with these morons?!
Emerald-ice: Excuse me! You're the moron! *bonks Draco on the head* *evil smirk*
Draco: YOW! Hey! That hurt! Haven't you done enough humiliation to me?! *shudders* Messy hair, girly scream, loud snoring…. NO!!
Slytherin-nette: *giggle*
Emerald-ice: *evil grin and gives Slytherin-nette a high five*
Slytherin-nette: So… Who is the poor victim in this chappie, Ice? ^_^
Draco: Ooh!! I know! I know! *raises hand and jumps up and down*
Emerald-ice: *bonks Draco on the head* Shut up! Just read the story! Enjoy! ^_~
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TITLE: YOU'RE ON CANDID CAMERA!!
CHAPTER FOUR- THE BOXER LOVE TRIANGLE (whee!)
It was after Divination, and Colin and Dennis Creevey, his younger brother, were walking towards the Great Hall for dinner.
"I swear, I'm going to quit that class." Colin declared, fingering the shutter on his camera.
He never really did let go of that thing.
"Why? Trelawney predicted your death again?" Dennis asked, with a squeaky voice.
It was even higher than Colin's. Puberty never seemed to come quick in the Creevey family.
"No, it was something even worse. She told me my greatest possession would bring me serious injury. Whatever that means," Colin replied, as they entered the Hall.
He swore he could hear Dennis mutter under his breath, "Pretty obvious what that could be."
Just as they were about to sit down at the Gryffindors' tables, Seamus interrupted them.
"Hey Creevey, are you free? Do me a favor would you?" Colin could see Lavender Brown, who was seated beside them, looking very irritated.
"Uh, alright…what is it then?"
"You just came from the common rooms, right? Can you go back in there, in the boys' dorms and look for a big, red box with a bow? My anniversary you see, and Lav is really steamed." Seamus said breathlessly, looking very nervous indeed.
"Well, why don't you do it?" Colin demanded.
Seamus sighed. "I'm in hot water with the prefects. Heck, Clearwater would bust my balls once she sees me roaming around after dinner. Come on, just this once." He pleaded.
Colin rolled his eyes.
"Sure, whatever. But you definitely owe me one."
Seamus grinned wolfishly.
"Sure, sure! Now go!" he said, rudely pushing him towards the doors.
Damn, it hurts to be a 3rd year shrimp. If I get caught in the common rooms during dinner, I'd get in trouble, Colin thought, as he went back to the common rooms in long strides.
Giving the password to the Fat Lady, ("Feng Shui"), he climbed the stairs towards the dorms, and cautiously opened the door.
No one there.
Just as Seamus had said, there was a huge red box placed carelessly on the center of one of the beds. As Colin reached for it, the door began to open. He gulped, and ran inside the nearby closet.
"See you guys at dinner," said a voice.
It sounded like Weasley.
Colin put his face against the open slots of the closet and saw Ron holding a broom in one hand. Judging by his robes, it looked like he had been playing Quidditch all day.
To Colin's embarrassment, he began to change his clothes.
He couldn't resist. Colin raised his head and saw that indeed Ron Weasley was wearing PINK boxers.
Pink boxers with the words, "Hermione Granger" scrawled on them.
Oh, my GAWD.
He brought out his camera.
This is too good to resist, he thought, as he took the picture.
To his horror, the camera slipped out of his sweaty fingers, and clanged on the floor.
Ron jumped, and stared suspiciously at the mysterious metal object on the floor.
"What the hell? This…this looks like Colin Creevey's camera…!" he muttered, his voice rising in pitch at the last word.
Somebody knew.
Somebody knew about his shameful secret knickers!
Ron dressed up quickly and Colin watched in terror as Ron's eyes went from the camera to the slightly open closet.
Colin's heart pounded in his head as Ron's hand reached out to open the door.
Just as it closed on the handle and began to pull, the dormitory door opened loudly. Ron yelled, and so did Colin. He hoped Ron didn't hear it.
Dear God, please don't let him have heard it…
"Weasley?!" It was Seamus.
Probably searching for his present, Colin thought.
Shrugging, Colin stared at the box in his hands, and threw it out.
Ron and Seamus both stared at in amazement.
"What were you doing with my gift?!"
"What? I never touched it. And just what are you accusing me of?" Ron demanded, shoving it in his hands.
The gift was fine.
"Oh, I…nothing. Come on, Dumbledore's announcing something." Seamus said sheephisly.
His eyes looked around the room, whispering, "Wonder what happened to…ah, never mind…"
The two ran downstairs, closing the door behind them. The closet door swung open, making Colin fall comically on the floor.
Now that was close, he thought, as he grabbed his camera.
Trelawney was almost right…can you believe it? He walked shakily out of the room, and made sure Ron and Seamus were out of sight before he could follow them.
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It was in the middle of the night when Colin finished assembling his camera. It took a nasty fall earlier, and he had to put it back together again. Luckily, it was a wizard camera, making the film sturdy enough to still be intact.
I really have to develop this now, he thought, remembering what Dumbledore announced at dinner.
There was going to be a talent show in the Great Hall next week.
"You can show your talent in a performance, or exhibit. Just don't charge a fee!" The Headmaster said, eyes twinkling.
What am I saying? His eyes always twinkle, Colin thought.
He got up, and headed towards the dorms, his hand perched on the doorknob. Suddenly, it opened.
"What the---?"
There was a person coming out of the boys' dorms, but it wasn't a boy. Colin pressed his back against the wall.
The person looked familiar.
Too familiar.
Brown, wavy hair, a book tucked in one hand…
Hermione?!
Hermione Granger, most sensible witch in the grade had a book tucked under her left arm, and a pair of BOXERS under her right. Was she awake? No, she was sleepwalking…
Colin's shock turned to amusement.
Very interesting…
He took out his camera, and aimed it right at her.
Don't you dare wake up, he thought. CLICK!
Hermione's eyes snapped open, and turned to him.
Colin gulped as he hid his camera behind him.
"H-hi, Hermione…What were you doing in here?" he asked, forcing a toothy grin.
"What? Well, what are YOU doing in here?" she demanded.
She still hadn't dropped the knickers.
Impressive.
"Nothing."
"Me neither." She shrugged.
"What are you doing with THOSE?" Colin asked slyly, pointing at the boxers.
They were red, with patterns of gold snitches on them.
Hermione stared at them in shock. Finally, after a very delayed reaction, she dropped them on the floor.
"I…I…I never did anything with Harry's knickers! I swear!" she pleaded.
Colin raised an eyebrow.
"Harry's knickers?"
Hermione turned beet red.
"Okay, fine! But…I'll appreciate it if you don't tell anybody about this…"
Colin bit his lip.
Damn.
"Fine, I won't." He grinned, one arm behind his back, the fingers crossed.
She smiled wanly.
"…Bye." She said, heading towards the girls' dorms.
"And uh, Hermione? The boxers." Colin asked.
She threw it at him.
"This never happened!!" she said, slamming the door behind her.
Awww…Colin thought, as he closed the dormitory door, and tossed the undies over at Harry, which I might say, he promptly caught in his sleep, his arm raised high in the air.
Again.