Forcefully Teleported

Later on that evening Harry was lying in bed and everybody around him was asleep. How he managed to get undressed and into bed without anybody seeing the bra and panties was beyond him, but he had managed it.

He had been trying to wrack his brains all evening to think of a way to break this contract but he had come up with nothing. Suddenly a brain wave hit him. If Draco had found out how to do it in the library. Maybe he could find a way to break it.

Harry pulled his clothes to him and tried to get dressed when suddenly he jumped. He heard a voice inside his head, it was Draco, “Potter, come here right now.”

Harry thought to himself, ‘no, no i won’t...’ but suddenly he felt himself pulled backwards at high speed and experienced a rushing sensation. With a loud pop he found himself stood in Slytherin common room wearing nothing but Ginny’s underwear he had been given earlier.

He heard a girl burst out laughing and turned to see Draco and Pansy Parkinson staring at him. “See,” said Draco, “I told you, Potter is my bitch now.”

Pansy smiled, “nice panties Potter, they suit you.”

Harry was horrified. He had no clothes, they were up in the tower. What were they going to do to him.