A/N: Enjoy Detention!

Chapter One: Purposefully distracting…

"Are you going to leave me chained to your bed all day Draco?" Dark emerald eyes looked up at him, "Coz Snape'll have my head if I don't show. You could have at least chained me to my bed."

"Oh now that wouldn't be any fun, would it?"

"Dray, you know I actually like Potions."

"I know. I'll tell Sev that you're sick."

"Yeah," Chris said sarcastically, "That'll work. You're a Slytherin! And in case you've forgotten I'm in Gryffindor!"

"I know Chris." Draco sighed, he waved his wand and the chains fell away.

Chris sat up and looked at the young Malfoy who was pouting so much it looked like he was about to swallow his head with that bottom lip… damn…he was supposed to be mad at him.

Chris pulled his uniform back on and then turned and slapped Draco hard across the face, "That is for leaving me chained to your bed last night!" he said before he ran out of his room.

"Halliwell!" Professor McGonagall called, Chris turned around and smiled sweetly.

"Yes Professor?"

"Potter, Weasley and Granger alerted me to the fact that you were not in the Gryffindor dorms last night." Chris nodded understandingly, "Is this true?"

Chris nodded again, "Yes Professor. It is true."

"Where were you then?"

"I was tied up." Chris said, eyeing Draco as he stormed past, the handprint still evident on his face, "A friend and I were studying. And I fell asleep."

McGonagall nodded, "I see."

"Professor can I be excused? I have Potions now and I'm really late."

"Yes. Off you go." She waved him off, calling after him, "Next time go back to your own dormitory!"

"Yes Professor." Chris called.

Standing in the potions classroom he looked for somewhere to sit and inwardly groaned, the only place left was next to the boy who had had him tied up to his bed and being rather indecent with him the previous night.

"Late Mister Halliwell?" Snape sneered, "Why?"

"I was tied up." Chris said as he slid in to the seat beside the smirking Draco, "And Professor McGonagall wished to speak with me."

"Ten points from Gryffindor." Snape hissed at him, "Maybe that will encourage you to 'untie' yourself earlier so you are on time for my classes."

"Yes sir."

"You and Mister Malfoy can keep each other company in detention this evening seeing as he finds your predicament so amusing."

"Yes sir." Both boys chorused.


Sixty minutes of footsies and amused smirking, trying to pay attention to Snape and receiving rather annoying glances from Ron, Harry and Hermione later.

"You're an ass Malfoy!" Chris hissed as they walked out of Potions.

"And you've got a nice one." Draco said with a wry grin.

"Bite me."

"I think I already did remember?" he put his hand on Chris' chest, "About there if memory serves me correctly."

Chris just glared before storming off to meet Harry, Ron and Hermione.

"Oh bloody hell Halliwell you're worse then a girl!" Draco called after him.

Dark hair fell over the rapidly reddening features of Christopher Halliwell. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at him strangely, "What was he on about?" Ron asked.

"Nothing." Chris said hastily, "He's just being a pain."

"Pity you've got detention with him."

"Yeah," Chris murmured, "pity."

Something about the way Chris spoke led Hermione to believe her friend wasn't exactly disappointed with his punishment.

Da, da, da DETENTION!

Chris walked into the Potions classroom, where he received a rather evil glare from his teacher.

"The two of you will sit down and write out the homework assignments you were given today in class. And when I return they will be done, am I clear?"

"Crystal."

Snape stormed out, and the door slammed and locked behind him, leaving the Slytherin and Gryffindor alone.

"Oh come on Christopher, you're not still mad at me, are you?"

Chris just dipped his quill and started writing out his assignment; completely ignoring one Draco Malfoy who was staring at him, those grey eyes urging him to speak.

Chris was halfway through the assignment when he turned around, "How the hell am I supposed to do my assignment with you staring at me?"

"That's the point. You're not supposed to do it. You know you could do it in your sleep."

"Snape wants them done tonight." Chris snarked, "Remember him? Guy that loves black and hates Harry Potter?"

"I know." Draco said, sliding into the seat beside him, "But I'm being distracting on purpose tonight Christopher."

"If it involves chains Draco, I'm not interested."