"'Harry Potter? Oh, he's dead sexy,' agreed a group of girls whose names will be concealed to protect their dignity. 'No really, he's what you would call a sex god if he wasn't so innocent. I think practically every girl I know would love to be his first girlfriend, or his first kiss, or his first anything really. We tried sneaking into the Gryffindor changing rooms one time after Quidditch practice to watch him change and hopefully shower, but he caught us. He didn't even get it that we were there to watch him and was actually concerned that we had gotten locked in the towel closet, which just happened to have had a few holes punched through it.'"
"What?" Harry interrupted. "They said they had accidentally gotten locked in!"
Eloise and Neville looked at him with raised eyebrows.
"A whole group of young teenage girls happened to get locked in the small towel closet, because what, they decided to all take a walk into it?" Eloise asked sarcastically.
"What did they say the holes were for?" Neville asked curiously.
"Um, so they could call for help. They said they were just about to call out when I came over," Harry said thinking back. "Huh. I always wondered why they had waited so long. I mean I had already taken off my shirt and everything."
"Hey, Har, you know they took the word gullible out of the dictionary."
"Really? Why…oh shut it, Neville," Harry grumbled.