[mp] [hogwarts express] if only one remembers.... [danny]

Danny was a pretty confident guy most days but Penny's withering, smug smile threatened to knock him down a few pegs so he forced himself to focus on the blue-eyed cute Ravenclaw whose name he still couldn't remember. He would've asked Jeremy for a hint, but he was avoiding his friend at the moment. They were about to be as naked as they had ever been together and the thought of being that close to another's dude dingaling made Danny bite back his question.

He shimmied out of his pants and socks, his feet cold against the floor. His heart was beating faster and sure, he and Jere were daredevils but getting naked in front of a bunch of girls was not the easiest thing. The only thing getting him through is that he might not even remember any of this with the amount of firewhiskey he was planning on chugging the second he got back into this compartment. It would all just be a hazy figment of his memory, just like this whole night. He refused to think if the craziness of this night, the events that he hadn't had a chance of controlling were pushing him to go off the rails a little. But he pushed the thought away and grinned at Blue Eyes as he held his hat in front of his crotch.

"I'm ready, let's do this!" With that, he dropped his boxers and covered his privates with his hat. With a grin, he hazarded a look at Jere. "I think my hat's too small to cover all the important bits," he said on laugh just before he dashed out of the compartment.

The giggles from the girls and whistles from other compartments followed him as he ran down the hallway for the second time today. This time with considerable less clothing. "Outta the way!" he yelled as he ran, clutching his hat in front of him tightly. "We're tending to some important business. Move it!"

In hindsight Jeremy realized that the tie idea was not the best of ideas. Sure it blocked his bits from view when he was standing still but streaking by nature did not include standing still. It wasn't until after they had darted out of the cabin that he realized this though, as was his usual luck. He tried to use his hands stretched over his bits to hide them but that wasn't really going to work as they made it half way down the hall once again. Before they came to the end of the line a thought quickly caught his attention and his shouted it up at Danny who was out in front of him. "If we crash the trolley again getting candies out of these hairs is gonna be a lot harder man!" Talking about sticky candies getting caught up in his short and curlies made him cringe but it allowed him to ignoring the girlish laughing coming from the last cabin on the left as they reached the end.

He kept his eyes level, avoiding seeing anything he might not want to in case the hat really wasn't big enough (which he of course had to doubt) and realized he was a bit out of a breath. The humiliation, adrenaline, and exertion actually got to him this time as he tried to calm his breathing before round two. "Race you to the end! You lose and we trade!" No longer caring about protecting the eyes of his classmates Jeremy used his now free arm to elbow his friend in the gut before taking off in a sprint. He wondered if Danny picked up on exactly what he meant they would be trading when they reached the finish line and the cabin full of girls and firewhiskey.

Flapping in the wind and feeling a freedom not even the highest flight on the pitch could allow Jeremy neared the end of the cabin, nearly passed it actually and had to skid on bare feet to stop himself. Rug burn was nothing compared to the burn he was hoping to feel in his throat imminently. It was difficult to know who won the race and in that moment Jeremy was more concerned with the way the girls were all standing near the window of the door, giggling, and staring at them from the inside.

Something bad was about to happen.

This really hadn't been the best idea. A cool breeze was greeting him on all his private parts, but worse than that, Danny could hear gaggles of laughter following him as he ran through the corridor. It was a good thing Danny wasn't super self-conscious because this really was one of the more crazier things he and Jere had ever done. He kind of wondered if this would help his chances with the ladies now that they had seen how great his bum looked. Danny, however, really shouldn't have been thinking of anything else except running in a straight line and keeping his eyes on the end of the corridor and not anywhere near the flimsy piece of cloth that Jeremy had used to cover his bits. And people said Danny was the dumb one out of the two of them.

"HA!" Danny laughed as Jeremy joked about candies. It was all fun and games until you couldn't get some acid pops out of your crotch area. "Let's hope we don't run into her again then because she's already mad at us about the first run-in!" His cheeks were red, both pairs, and he was hot and cold everywhere, but as Jeremy made his wager, Danny kicked into another gear. There was no way he was losing. "No way dude!" he called as he tried to throw an elbow out in return. "No way I'm giving up my hat!"

But then Jeremy seemed to throw all caution to the wind and stopped caring if he was properly covered or not. "Dude cover that up!" Danny called as he tried to squint away from his friend's bare bum as the redhead managed to get a step in front of him. The Gryff made a last ditch effort to win first, but he was still clutching his hat in one hand and with the other was bracing it on his knee as he tried to catch his breath. "Open the door, you dolt," Danny urged his friend before he straightened and realized why Jeremy hadn't gone back into the compartment.

"Are you serious?" Danny called to the girls as he jiggled the locked door. Penny wiggled her fingers at the boys from inside the compartment and shrugged at them unapologetically. Danny looked at their pile of clothes still in the compartment but the girls just went back to their seats and pretended as if Danny wasn't there banging on the glass and demanding they open the door.

"Well now what? Don't you have your wand?" he said turning to glance at Jeremy.

He shook his head wildly "No dude! I don't want that hat! Not after where its been!" He called back behind him as he ran past yet another compartment of laughing students and mortified children. He had meant they would be trading girls. He could take the cute smiley Ravenclaw and Danny could have creepy Mindi, those were the stakes but none of that mattered now as they realized what was happening to them. Now that they had taken not one but two laps down the corridor in their skivvies people had started to poke their heads out of their own cabins and Jeremy could feel their eyes on his cold bare skin. He was freckled head to toe, not that one could tell from the full body blush he was currently sporting. "I can't man!" He yelled back at Danny until he began to pull on the locked cabin door. They had locked them out, they had done this on purpose, "Freaking Ravenclaws are too smart for their skirts." He said, kicking the floor with his bare foot and then readjusting the tie hanging from his hips, it didn't really help cover him up.

"Penny how could you do this to us." He said, now holding his heart and trying to sweet talk his way back into his own pants. It was an odd turn of events but there it was. "We just wanted to be friends.... Miiiiindi baby open the door?" He turned toward the one he'd been running from earlier and gave her his most debonair smile but it was no use. She was snickering along with the rest of them and Jeremy felt defeated. "We got played...." he resigned, leaning against the wall behind him before jumping back straight, startled by the coldness of the metal trim around the window on his bare bottom.

"And where exactly do you think I stashed my wand bro?" He held his arms out toward Danny, too distracted and annoyed to realize he basically just helicoptered his best friend but when he did his eyes went wide. This was weirder than the love potion fire whiskey event of sixth year... "We really gotta' stop drinking man...." He turned away from him, and pulled the curtains from one of the windows around him on a slant, like he was wearing a toga even though it was still connected to the rod. Better he moon the world then Danny, he had to see Danny again.

"I think it might be kind of weird if we get off the at King's cross in the buff yeah? We need a plan.... anyone you know bring extra clothes?" Jere didn't pack anything because he barely had anything left. Half of his things were donated to the kids who lost everything in the fire and the rest was torn, burn, or covered in ooze.

"You're the one who asked for it!" Danny shot back just as quickly, confused but argumentative as ever. But then they were both holding their bits and Danny was hopping from one foot to the other, trying to keep his hat on his dingaling while also banging on the door to get the girls attention. "C'mon, babe, just open the door," Danny called, nearly shouting so they could hear him through the glass as he made eye contact with the cute Ravenclaw he had been snuggled up with only five minutes ago.

Jeremy called to his snaggletooth Hufflepuff by the one window and Danny took the other. A glimmer of hope lit up his hazel eyes as his cute Ravenclaw came closer to the window, but Penny was there too. Just to ruin everything. "We'll let you in," Penny started as she looked at Danny and Jeremy with a smile. "if Danny can tell us her name," she qualified pointing to the cute Ravenclaw.

Danny guffawed and flapped a hand at her as if it this would be a piece of cake. "Well then, this is no problem then. Why didn't you just ask earlier? There was no need to lock us out. Now that wasn't very nice." He looked at Jeremy. "Do you think that was very nice, Jere? After we shared our candy with them, too!"

"Her name, Danny," Penny called for again from the other side of the door. Danny glanced quickly between Penny, the cute Ravenclaw, and Jeremy. "I know her name," he said confidently as he continued to clutch his hat to his privates. "And it's a good one. A very pretty name. Unique even," he continued, stalling for time. "And it is Jenny!"

Penny shook her head and Danny's smile faltered a little. He knew it was something that started with a J. "Jill?" Another shake of her head. "June? Jessica? Juniper?"

"It's Rachel!" the cute Ravenclaw told him, her pretty smile replaced with a sneer. She turned her back on them and flicked her hair. "Noooo," Danny groaned as he hit the window again with his free hand even as Penny pulled the curtains shut on the compartment. "I don't know dude. I just thought you would have grabbed it. Merlin, now what are we going to do."

Now that they weren't running down the hall, the stares and laugher only increased, especially considering they were locked outside of the compartment and without a plan. "Yeah, it wasn't exactly the plan to show all of London my dingwallace and doodleberries! Maybe some of the other Gryff boys grabbed an extra pair of robes? Oy! Show's over now!" Danny said, stopping halfway through his speech to shoo off the other students.

Jeremy watched as the trainwreck before him unfolded. The ring leader of the crow brigade said they would open the door if Danny could remember the cute ones name and Jeremy knew they were doomed. He tried to cough it out, tried to give him the assist "Eh-hemcrahchel" He said, cupping his hand over his mouth and receiving the dirtiest of looks from beastly Mindi for his troubles. Danny was on his own now and at every guess Jeremy just slunk down further and further till he was looking at his bare toes. Realizing he really needed to cut his nasty long toe nails the seventh year looked back up just in time to see their only hopes dashed as the curtain was drawn on the cabin. "Shit." Was all he could say as Danny turned to him and commented on the wand again.

He couldn't help but snicker at dingwallace and doodleberries, he was a teenage boy after all, but the laughter was short lived as he heard the familiar sound of what might of been the most frightening thing since lamb on toast. It was coming from down the corridor behind him, behind a door that separated one train car from the next. He heard it over the laughter of the lookey loos and over the shouts of his naked friend. He'd hear that sound in his nightmares.

.....

"Anything off the trolley dears?"

"Rachel, c'mon! I thought we had something!" Danny said in one last ditch effort to get the girls to open up the door, but Jeremy's expletive had the Gryff looking over his shoulder. "Shit, trolley!" the seventh year exclaimed under his breath to his best friend. "Let's book it!" Danny said. He wasn't about to let one of the only adults on the train write him up for indecent exposure. So he turned and started running again in the opposite direction. You think he would have been by now, but guess again. Holding his hat to his dingwallace, Danny ran, past more gaping and giggling students. Past more housemates who commented on the moon being 'really bright' tonight. Past even his brother Mark who just stared slack-jawed. This would be fun to explain later.

Finally they were close to the end of the train where it was less crowded and Danny was able to duck into an empty compartment, sitting down quickly as he squeezed his legs together and kept his hat firmly in place. "Hurry and close the door!" he called to Jeremy. He finally took a deep breath and realized how hot his face was, not just from running, more from the embarrassment. "This is all your fault, yknow," Danny grumbled as he glanced around the compartment and spied a small trunk off to the side. Apparently someone had been able to grab some belongings and get them aboard in the chaos.

Danny nodded to it with his head and stood, trying to lift the lid with one hand. "Aha!" Danny said as he pulled out a pair of shorts and quickly tried to put them on with his back to Jere. "Now this is bett--" He was about to say better when he realized what the pair of shorts had on them. They were pale blue and decorated with little prancing unicorns. "Dammit!"

Danny didn't have to tell him twice, Jere was already off, running yet again down the hall way. This time he was over the embarrassment, he had no shame left to hold and so he hand his arms waving above his head. "Yaaahooooooo!" the naked seventh year shouted as the tie and his sword and stones bounced freely. It was crazy and they had never done something so embarrassing but Jeremy wasn't going to let the shame of it bring down this epic adventure. How many students could say they knocked over the trolley AND streaked down the hall not once but three times on the same day!? Not many that's right. By the time they reached the end of the line Jeremy followed suit and ducked into an empty room that looked more like storage than a compartment. There were cobwebs in the corner and a daily prophet from last year stuffed into the seat cushions but it was a safe haven for the flashers.

He locked the door and the clicking gave him a sense of security even though he was still butt naked. Without turning to look at Danny, especially not in this intimitate locked space he huffed loudly. "My fault!? My fault?!" He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Lets go see Penny, shes got the good firewhiskey." He mocked as he kicked things that were sitting around. "Sure we'll do anything to get some of that stuff, dare us." He continued, the sarcasm in his voice masked by how entertaining the whole thing was. "You did this!" He accused right back as Danny found a trunk with some things it in. Jere could hear him rummaging through it and when he heard him say dammit he turned back around.

"Now those really bring out the color of your eyes and your whimsical nature." He taunted, peering into the trunk to see if there was anything for him and pulling out a sweater that looked like it would be good. It was a wool knit jumper that looked like it was about to be four sizes too small but beggars couldn't be choosers after all. It had fuzzy cats sewn into it with googly eyes staring back at him but Jeremy smirked. "Yeah I'm smarter than a sweater." He said as he turned it inside out and his smile turned into a frown as he witnessed the pattern on the inside. It was princess crowns and kissy lips and high heels with the words "Queenie" written in scrolling text. "Are you kidding..." He muttered looking at Danny and showing him the ridiculously efficient double sided sweater of death. Picking the lesser of two evils he slid it on over his head with the cat side facing out and much to his dismay the one closest to his belly button 'meowed' as he pinched the tightly fitting fabric to pull it down as far as possible.

"You owe me big time for this Danny-boy.... words can not describe how big you owe me." Yep, he was sticking his heels in the sand here, definitely going to blame Danny for this escapade.

"Yes! YOUR fault! You were right there with me agreeing! You could have stopped this madness!" Danny shouted back. It was their normal bickering, but Danny was still more annoyed than anything else. "Besides I didn't think she would dare us to streak or ask me that girl's name. How was I supposed to know that?!"

The shorts were horrible. And he didn't even want to think of greeting his mother wearing these and nothing else. But on the upside, they were at least better than what Jeremy pulled out of the trunk. The first side with the meowing cats was horrible, but the reverse side was wrong. "Queenie!" Danny said aloud as he read the shirt and then started laughing loudly at his friend. If he had his wand, he would have charmed, or attempted to charm, them into some better looking clothing, but that was a no-go thanks to Penny and her stupid friend Ji--Rachel.

"I don't owe you anything, Edwards," Danny replied just as quickly. "And I can't look at you until you cover up. C'mon dude. Here try this on," the Gryff said as he tossed Jeremy something that might work.

He could barely believe that Danny was going to lay all of this down on him, all of the blame, like he had nothing to do with it. Like he was just some innocent bystander who happened to get pulled into the commotion. "That's some right shit there mate." He defended and shook his head at the other boy as they hurried to try to put on something resembling clothing. There was a draft in this particular compartment and it was chilly in all the wrong places. "Maybe!" Turning and shouting defiantly Jeremy took a deep breath. "Maybe you should of just remembered the girl's bloody name in the first place you prat!"

Huffing yet again he wanted to throttle his best friend at this point. They often had shouting matches, especially after a failed attempt at something epic but this one was special. Not only was the event embarrassing in a different way then usual but Jeremy had a lot of pent up anger about the last few months. Maybe part of him was taking it out on his friend, not that the stubborn Gryffindor would admit it. He'd have to be sensitive enough to realize it before he could admit it anyways which he absolutely was not.

"Wanna' bet?" Shooting a dark look back at the other boy as he tossed him some kind of hopefully bottoms and Jeremy caught them with spite. When he unfolded the fabric he wanted to throw them on the ground, light them on fire, and then stomp on them like a twelve year old throwing a tantrum. Instead he stared at them void of emotion and then held them on display for Danny to see. From afar it looked like any other Hogwarts pleated Hogwarts skirt but soon after the obnoxious amounts of rhinestones that were magically adhered to the pleats began to shine their stuff.

"Did a fairy princess up chuck in here or something?" 

He was exhausted now, "whatever." Defeated and exhausted he put his feet into the skirt and slid it up from the floor to his hips. He tried to wear it near his belly button but it was larger than his hips and kept sliding down. The stupid cat sweater kept riding up. He was itchy from the wool and the rhinestones were scratching at his thighs but at least he had clothing on. "You gonna' wear the hat all the way home? I suggest burning it after." He was still sour with Danny but joking wasn't out of the question and besides now that he was fully dressed, if that's what it could be called, he was free to punch Danny in the shoulder to show his appreciation for another great adventure. As he swung his arm he hear something clinking around in the long pockets of the pleated skirt and he used his free hand to reach in.

"Hey look a wand."

"You didn't know the girls name either," Danny protested weakly, trying to defend himself though it was getting more difficult by the minute. "I guess I shouldn't have said we would do anything," he admitted after a few moments of silence. "We probably impressed at least some girls with how shapely our bums were though, right?" Danny asked, trying to look on the bright side.

He turned back to rummage in the trunk, looking for a top to wear. Hopefully one that wasn't worse than meowing kittens. But all he came up with was a pink flowy shirt that looked more like a bra or a crop top on him when he finally was able to get it over his shoulders. "No wonder someone left this trunk behind. These clothes are horrible," Danny said just as he turned back to Jeremy to see him wearing a bedazzled skirt. He burst out laughing at the sight of his red-headed friend. They really did look ridiculous.

He realized a second too late that Jeremy meant to punch him and he turned the wrong way into it as he crouched into himself in attempts to shield himself. The punch landed solidly on his shoulder and Danny was quick with his return punch, trying to jab Jeremy's exposed stomach.

"Really?" A wand? Danny looked in amazement, a smile crossing his face. "Here use it to de-unicornify these shorts." He stood in front of his friend with his arms spread out wide.

It was good to hear Danny beginning to take some of the fault for the atrocities that just occurred but it only served to make Jeremy feel guilty for not admitting his own part in it all. "Yeah I guess I could of said something." He admitted while tugging down on the wool knit sweater he was sure was trying to suffocate him. "You bet we did." He said, that smile back on his face as he agreed with the other Gryffindor. They definitely made an impression after today. "Besides we only got so much time left before G-day, better make the most of it right?"

After he had gotten his own skirt situation sorted he realized what type of top Danny had just put on and he laughed loudly. "You clean up nice." Horrible didn't even begun to cover it. These clothes were so badly they should be considered unholy. But it was all they had and they had to make due. It was better than still being naked in public, especially since the train had to arrive at the station eventually.

He was pretty used to Danny's weak punches to the gut, this was kind of like their super secret best friend hand shake and it wasn't like either of them was trying to hurt the other but he bent over and made the face none the less before holding the wand up on display. "Yeah I'm fresh out of de-unicornifying spells man, got any real suggestions?" He wasn't sure what kind of charms to use on this. He needed a longer shirt and for this skirt to not be covered in rhinestones and he was guessing danny would prefer a shirt that didn't show off his neck line and shorts without prancing figures.

This magic was beyond him and he was a seventh year. He really should of paid more attention in classes. And then a spell hit him. "Turnem Solidum.." he muttered, waving the strangers wand in a loopy fashion. White colored sparks sputtered out of the wand unenthusiastically and Jeremy smiled at what happened next to the shorts Danny was wearing. Maybe they shouldn't be using someone elses wand for this.

"That's true," Danny said with a word. Hogwarts had been his home for the past seven years. He was excited about no rules and all the firewhiskey he could want and no classes and no exams. But.. there was also this hesitation on his part. He and Jere had broken and remade all the rules in their little dome, but he wasn't sure what to expect out there in the real word. With a second thought, he thought to the hell with that. It would be just as awesome and unplanned as this train ride had been so far. But hopefully with more naked girls and less naked Jeremys. "We can't all go out like the Weasleys, but we can hope," Danny said with a grin.

"I don't know, mate," Danny said with a careless shrug. "You know I just copy off of your parchment in Charms anyway," he said. The Gryff turned back around to see if there was anything else useful or interesting in the trunk, but it was just layer upon layer of old parchment rolls and Daily Prophets. Why this trunk was still here was beyond him.

But then he he heard Jeremy mutter something and he glanced over his shoulder to see Jeremy pointing the wand at him and white sparks shooting towards him. "What're you doing?" Danny asked just before the spell seemed to take affect. The fabric of his prancing unicorn shorts began to harden and solidify. They tightened on Danny's legs and he looked down in surprise as the material became less and less pliable. "What did you do?!" Danny shouted as he tried to get out of the shorts to no avail. "They're gonna squeeze my gonads! Stop it! Reverse the spell, you dolt!"

Nodding and letting a small laugh escape Jeremy wondered who had it worse, the kid with failing grades in Charms or the kid who copied his notes. Either way he remembered a spell and he was going to try it. It was supposed to turn the shorts into a solid color, it was very simple, or so he thought but as the cloth began to turn hard he wondered if he had gotten this mixed up. He learned it on a day that they were making papier-mâché so it was likely he just used the wrong spell all together and hoped it would do what he wanted.

Jere often had to be reminded that that wasn't how magic worked but he still kept the dream alive. "Oh nuts." He muttered, not sure what to do next. He tried to remember the counter curse. "Reversum!" He shouted but he didn't know the swiping motion that was supposed to link the blanket reversal spell to something like this. Maybe if he did the same movements as the spell it would reverse it, so he tried that. "I said reversum!" But it still didn't work.

"Plan B," really it was like plan Z of a very long day of bad ideas but hey who's counting, "Hold still dude." And with that he started hitting at Danny's waist hoping to break open the papier-mâché. It worked down by his pocket but it only broke off a piece of it. Slowly he realized what they'd have to do to get him out of the suffocating papier-mâché shorts and the prospect did not look good for the other Gryffindor.

If only he had realized he needed to do the spell looping backwards rather than punch his friend in the nuts to solve this problem a lot of pain could be avoided.

His eyes turned up to find Danny's, waiting to see if he was ready for what was about to happen next.

"Yeah! My nuts! Getting crushed!" Danny howled as he desperately scrabbled at his shorts, the once-fabric-now-turning-rock-solid, was sticking to every inch of his skin and expanding so that Danny was beginning to feel excruciating pain in his wand and rune stones area. "C'mon, do it do itdoit!" Danny urged Jeremy as he waved a hand at him to do the reversal spell. He stilled as Jeremy cast the spell, but a split second later the shorts still kept solidifying and Danny groaned in protest. "It's not working dude!"

Plan B wasn't that great either but Danny wasn't really being choosy at this point. His dingleberries were being encroached upon and if this lasted for much longer he was worried it would have permanent effects. As Jeremy tried to break the shorts apart like it was paper mache, the 'material' stuck to his little body hairs and as his friend ripped a piece off, it was like ripping off a strip of hair too. "Owww!" he howled as he jumped from foot to foot in pain. He tried to kick out at Jeremy in frustration, but the movement made the shorts crush his balls even more.

He saw a flicker of an idea in Jeremy's eyes and Danny looked down at the shorts then at his friend then at the shorts. Slowly exhaling, he resigned himself to what was going to happen and placed a hand on the wall of the compartment. "Just do it," he said as he squeezed his eyes shut.