Malfoy Riddle Higginbottom considered himself big man on campus. He
had just stepped out of his private shower and was admiring his naked
body in his full-length mirror. He strode over to his dresser, and
opened the top drawer where he kept his underwear. He nearly
shrieked.
His underwear was all shredded. He held up one pair and then the
next. He growled, "That incompetent frosh!" He glanced at the dirty
laundry basket, and rifled through his drawer for the least damaged
jockey shorts. Then he strode down the hall to room 718. Wearing
only his holey jockey shorts he threw the door open and strode in.
"Bates, you're so dead! What did you do to underwear? Spill bleach on
them?" Malfoy asked.
"Yeah. And I got just the reaction I wanted too, Higginbottom," Bates
replied looking up from his bed where he was reading a book.
"Oh, yeah? Why? Uh, oh!" Malfoy paused and looked down he had walked
right into the middle of hex circle, and could no longer move his
body.
"Yes, you see now don't you?" Bates said putting the book down and
getting out of bed.
"You know this will go down on your permanent record, Bates!" Malfoy
warned.
"Who names their kid, Malfoy and Riddle? Your parents must be sick."
"They named me after two great wizards," Malfoy challenged.
"J K Rowling characters - not real wizards."
"Oh, they were until she altered the time line, that damn sorceress."
"Haha, well, Auntie J was always a bit fast and loose with her magic.
But I'm far more thorough. When the timeline readjusts, not even your
folks will remember you existed. The holey jockey shorts will fade
into oblivion along with every photo, trophy, or obnoxious memory of
you."
"You're going to disintegrate me?"
"No, no, no. You've made my whole year hell, I'm not letting you off
that easily. Insisting I hand wash your clothing was bad enough, but
I'm not an animal groomer."
"What this is because of the pedicure?"
"The pedicures, manicures, back and butt waxings, ear and nose hair
trimming, and those full body and foot massages."
"I'm your R. A., you- you can't do this to me!"
"Already did, see here's your student ID," Bates said flashing a
plastic card.
The image of Malfoy was fading, and as he stared it became a blank
card.
"But I'm still here! Your trick didn't work!"
"Dude, I'm a better wizard than that, and you're worse than you
pretend to be. You should know that the old reality exists only
inside that circle - a temporal pocket if you would. Break the circle
and reality rushes in. But don't worry you're not going to fade.
You're going to be repurposed," Bates said with an evil grin.
"Repurposed?" Malfoy queried.
"Into something I can use, something that you'd be good for," Bates
said moving his foot to erase the chalk circle.
"N-!" said Malfoy as his whole being shimmered. His holey jockey
shorts vanished and then his glowing naked body morphed into...