Run back to Gryffindor Tower.

You leave the Owlery a fast run towards Gryffindor tower, moving through corridors that are rarely used. Before you get too far, you stumble over the tatters of your clothes, and fall on your face. You realise that if you want to get to Gryffindor tower, you'll need to get rid of the clothes that are setting you back. You strip off your pants and shirt, leaving your boxers on only in an attempt of modesty, though with your cock sticking out of a large rip, it would be hard for anyone to miss it.

You round a corner, only a few corridors from Gryffindor tower, and run straight into a group of Slytherins. You recognise them all as students from your year – Pansy Parkinson, Millicent Blulstrode, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle. All together, they have the brain cells of a worm. Nonetheless, you're not pleased to meet them in the corridor. For a moment, the four Slytherins goggle at you in shock, and you think about making a run for it, but before you decide what to do, Crabbe and Goyle have stepped behind you, while Parkinson and Bulstrode block your way on.

"What are you wearing, Potter?" Parkinson screeched in glee. "If only Draco were here to see this!"

"Fuck off!" you say with feeling.

You try to push between the girls, but Crabbe and Goyle grab your arms, and pull them behind your back. You squirm, but you can't get free.

"Is this your new fashion", Parkinson mocks.

Bulstrode, Crabbe and Goyle snigger. You feel disgusted, being looked at in this state by these Slytherins.

"These Gryffindors have no modesty", Parkinson continues, shaking her head with false disappointment.

"I have an idea", Bulstrode says. "How about we take away the rest of his clothes, and put him in the Great Hall so that everyone can see him."

Parkinson grins, and they drag you down to the Entrance Hall. To you relief, you don't see anyone else on the way down, and since it's between meals the Great Hall should be empty. When Crabbe flings open the doors of the Great Hall, your guess is confirmed. The hall is dark and empty; the ceiling shows only falling snow. The Slytherins drag you between the tables, over to where a giant Christmas tree is standing. They strip off your remaining clothes, and Parkinson directs the boys to lift you up, and tie you to the Christmas tree. When you begin to curse them, Bulstrode gags you with a piece of cloth of unknown origin. Then, the Slytherins troop out of the Great Hall, leaving you alone.

You struggle against your bonds, but they're too tight. Crabbe or Goyle, it seems has a way with knots. The more you struggle, the more that ropes cut into your skin. You simultaneously wish that someone will come in and find you, and that no one will ever enter the Great Hall. You dread what will happen when the rest of the school come in, and see one of the Hogwarts Champions tied up naked to a Christmas tree. There's nothing you can do, though, but wait.