Naked!

I looked down at myself, but the sudden cold I was feeling told me what I already dreaded.

They had eaten every stitch.

My face burning red, I grabbed my privates with both hands to hide them. The rest of the pupils were laughing hysterically.

"As, erm, as I explained last week," Miss Riley said, "The moths are very fond of the taste of material. And they seemed to especially like Edward’s clothes."

"I'd really like to leave now." I pleaded.