With a stumble and a dash Grant had gotten his first priority accomplished- clothing Gail. He didn't worry about the fact that he'd given her his own shirt; it had been nearest, and a topless girl was a bit more taboo than a topless guy, scars or no scars. He was stooped over to snatch up her bra and toss it somewhere out of view when the second half of Mrs. Norris showed up. Grant froze. He was alone--where the fuck had Gail disappeared to?

Being discovered half naked by Argus Filch was possibly one of the worst things that had ever happened to Grant at school. And that wasn't counting the bra clutched tightly in his hands, or his rather obvious erection, or the two feet he caught a glimpse of from under one of the stall doors, where Gail had escaped. It was the last place he should have been looking, so naturally his eyes seemed to travel there the most out of any other possible place in the room. He hands were instantly damp with sweat as the old man looked over him, but his muscles had suddenly tightened to a point where he didn't think he could move.

"What's all this, then?"

"What's what?" Grant fumbled, as if he wasn't standing in the girl's locker room with a bra in hand. He could have kicked himself for his answer. He wasn't trying to be smart- he was trying to tear his eyes away from the stall containing Gail. He watched the curious weaving walk of Mrs. Norris as she approached Gail's shirt, sniffed it, and then continued to prowl the room. She was edging closer and closer to Gail's location- Grant was filled with an overwhelming urge to kick the cat.

"Where's the girl, then?"

Grant coughed and looked away from Mrs. Norris for a moment. "What? There isn't- I mean, my team- Hufflepuff- we're all guys, there aren't girls on our team, a few tried out in September but this year it's all guys- so there's no girl at all." Crap. There was still a bra in his hands. He gestured strangely with it, as if offering it to Filch for a closer inspection. "This is just... this was just here. I think someone forgot it. A girl, probably." Oh good lord, he needed to stop talking. He need to shut the fuck up. On the plus side, he was no longer hard. He doubted he'd be able to get hard for the rest of his Hogwarts career.