Try to find new clothes.

You look cautiously into the next corridor, and seeing it deserted, slip into it, and down a staircase. You turn left down the corridor at the bottom of the stairs, and pause. You can't walk around the castle in the state your clothes are in. If anyone saw you, you'd be a laughing stock. You pace up and down the corridor, fretting, then realise you need to get out of the corridor, so you can think without worrying about anyone seeing you. Stopping, you open a door in the middle of the corridor, and slip into the room.

Inside, you stop and stare. This room looks different to any other room you've seen before at Hogwarts. It's not a rarely used classroom, like you expected. Instead, it looks like you walked into a small chamber, with a door opposite you. From the other side of the door, you can hear moans. Curious, you stick your head around the door. The next room is a lavish bedchamber, complete with plush red carpets, wooden chest, and a glittering chandelier hanging from the ceiling. In the middle of the room is a king-sized four-poster bed with gauzy curtain obscuring two people inside. You sneak into the room, hiding yourself behind couches that line the walls of the room, and make your way around to the front of the bed, where the curtains are parted. You gasp aloud as you recognise Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan, two of your Gryffindor roommates. Seamus is on his hands and knees, as Dean licks his hole.

"That's so good!" Seamus says, his Irish accent thick with emotion.

You look closer, and notice that Seamus is covered in a layer of sweat, and his hands are convulsively clench and unclench on the red sheets on the bed. He lets out a loud moan. Dean continues to rim his friend, but his hand reaches between Seamus legs to grip Seamus' cock, and he begins to slowly stroke it. Seamus' eyes close in ecstasy, but then open, and he turns to look at Dean.

"Stop teasing me, Dean", he says, his voice raw. "Just fuck me already."

Dean sits up and winks at Seamus.

"Just getting you ready", he says. "I wouldn't want to break anything, would I?"

Dean gives Seamus a playful slap on his arse, and the Irish Gryffindor yelps. Dean picks up a jar from bed next to them, and unscrews the top. You recognise the jar as 'Madame Greywater's Top Quality Lubricant (Strawberry Flavour)'. You remember blushing when you saw it in a shop the last time you went to Hogsmeade. Dean scoops out some of the lubricant, and spreads it on Seamus' hole. He then takes another handful, and pumps up his own cock with it.

"You ready?" Dean asks, lining up his cock with Seamus' hole.

Seamus nods readily, biting his lower lip in anticipation. Slowly, Dean pushes his cock into Seamus, and the Irish man pushes back onto Dean in response, letting out a low groan at the same time. You blush, ashamed to be looking at something so intimate, but simultaneously, your hand slips down to your cock, which is already hard, and waiting to cum. You begin to jerk off at the same speed as Dean's thrusts – slowly at first, but speeding up as Seamus' arse becomes accustomed to the cock inside it. After a few minutes, Dean pulls out of Seamus, and they rearrange themselves. Dean sits on the bed, his back against the headboard, while Seamus lowers himself onto the black Gryffindor's cock. As Seamus impales himself on Dean's cock, his eyes, wild from pleasure, land on your hiding place. For a moment, you think that Seamus has seen you, but his eyes are out of focus, and you are sitting in shadow.

As Dean and Seamus fuck, you continue pumping your cock. You stifle a moan, conscious that you're hidden, and don't want to be found, but by this point, that's pretty much all you're conscious of thinking. When Dean cums into Seamus' arse a short time later, you cum as well, spreading your seed on the back of the couch, behind which you're hiding. Seamus climbs off Dean, and lies on the bed, his best friend's cum dribbling out of his arse. Dean leans over the Irish Gryffindor, and takes his still-hard cock in his mouth. For a few minutes, there's silence. Then, Dean slyly slips a finger into Seamus' gaping hole, and Seamus cums into Dean's mouth.

Dean and Seamus lie on the bed, out of breath, and in each other's arms. By this time, you've recovered, and have realised that if you want to avoid getting caught, you need to leave now. You start to crawl back to the door, and stumble over a pile of scattered clothes. You realise that Dean and Seamus had thrown their clothes anywhere in their haste to get undressed. Taking advantage of their carelessness, you borrow a t-shirt and a pair of jeans, leaving enough so that Dean and Seamus can get back to Gryffindor tower without catching anyone's attention. You promise yourself that you'll return their clothes – and see if you can get an invite the next time they come to this room. As you hurry back to Gryffindor tower, you glance back down the corridor, and notice that the door has vanished.