Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, or Hogwarts. This is just for fun.
"I can't believe Snape gave me detention." Draco snapped, picking up papers.
"Would you quit griping?" Harry asked frustrated. "We wouldn't even be here if you hadn't tripped me causing me to fall into his desk."
"Well you threw a curse at me." Draco defended himself.
"After you threw one at me!"
"Well you..." Draco stopped as he picked up a paper with his name written on it.
Draco started reading. Harry looked up to see Draco not working.
"What is it?" Harry inquired.
"I don't know. It seems to be- Oh, Merlin! That's gross!"
Harry snatched the paper from the other boy's hands. He skimmed it.
"Ew. Why would some one write a story about me and you? We hate each other."
Draco shrugged and took the paper back. Harry slid beside him and they continued reading.
"What is a u-k-e?"Draco asked, spelling out the word as he couldn't pronounce it.
"I dunno." Harry read the context. "I think it means you're on the bottom."
Draco spat out a laugh. "I most certainly will not bottom in this relationship!"
Harry rolled his eyes. "We're not even in a relationship, Malfoy."
"I know that, Potter." He spat, squinting his eyes. He turned the parchment over. "Who ever wrote this is sick."
"Should we burn it?"
Draco nodded. "They wrote me incorrectly anyway. I wouldn't say any of those things. And I certainly wouldn't date you."
"Likewise." Harry agreed, setting the paper on fire.
Draco watched Harry watch the parchment burn. The flames shown in Harry's eyes, making them brighter. Draco gulped. Harry looked over at Draco and they both looked away quickly.
"We should, uh, we should finish cleaning this mess," Harry suggested.
Draco nodded and gathered more trash.