Jerking forward, I hastily pull the lapels together covering her breasts. Just to make my displeasure abundantly clear, I growl at her, before turning around and looking for her shredded pants. Spotting them just behind her, I grab them and quickly attempt to tie them around my waist like a rather crude loin cloth. Considering the expanse of my muscled waist and quidditch thighs... it’s a bit past rudimentary at best. If anything, it looks like a horrid large, leather nappy.