Harry Potter sighed, and frowned at nothing in particular. It was a sunny Thursday afternoon and classes were over for the day, but he was doing nothing, by himself. Hermione was in the library working on an essay, and Ron was off somewhere with Lavender. Harry shifted in his seat. He was bored, and feeling unusually horny, so he decided to do something about it.

He pulled the Marauders' Map out of his pocket and tapped it with his wand. I solemnly swear I am up to no good, he muttered, and watched as it turned from blank parchment to the map of Hogwarts. Harry peered at the map, squinting at all the tiny dots until at last he had found the one he wanted. Harry grinned and began making his way to the third-floor corridor – this ought to be good.

It didn't take him long to get to the corridor, and to locate the student. Harry felt a slight movement in his groin at the sight of Draco Malfoy's pert ass moving away from him. Harry sped up his pace and, before long, was standing behind Draco.
"Hello Malfoy," Harry said as he put his hand on the small of Draco's back.

"Potter," Draco acknowledged him, "why the hell is your hand on my back?"
Harry grinned and began shepherding Draco to a closet several feet away. It was usually full of Quidditch gear, but as both Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were currently engaged in Quidditch practice, Harry was pretty sure it would be roomy enough.

Pulling a key out of his pocket, Harry began unlocking the door. He was still holding Draco, although he didn't have a very firm grip on him. Harry was thrilled to notice that, despite Draco's protests, he wasn't actually trying to escape.

The door opened, and Harry pushed Draco into the closet, then followed him in, glad to see it would be roomy enough for too. He locked the door, and then grinned wolfishly at Draco.
"Potter," Draco said coolly, "give me that key."
"Oh no, I don't think so," Harry replied with a sly grin.

"Fine. Then unlock the door yourself."
"No, I don't really fancy doing that either," Harry smirked.

Draco glared at him, then lunged towards Harry, "Potter! Give me the key!"
Harry sighed, "Draco, I'm not going to do that. See, I locked you in here for a reason, and I don't want you to escape." With that, Harry put the key in his mouth an, with some difficulty, swallowed it whole.
Draco's eyes widened, "Potter! Are you mad?"
"Yeah, mad with lust," Harry said breathily, in what he hoped was a sexy voice.
Draco's eyes widened slightly, then he began searching through his pockets. At last he found what he was looking for, and pulled out his wand triumphantly. "Accio key!" he said, pointing the wand at Harry.

However, it didn't have quite the effect Draco wanted. Instead of retrieving the key, both the key and Harry flew forward to land on Draco.
"Shit," Draco muttered as it began to dawn on him that there wasn't really any way out. "Help! Help me!" he shouted, banging on the wall beside him.
"Sorry Draco," Harry smirked, "but I sound-proofed the closet. No-one can hear you, no matter how much you shout!"

"Shit," Draco said again. He shifted underneath Harry. "Well Potter, if you're going to lay on me the least you can do is take your wand out of your pocket. It's really digging into my thigh…" Draco's voice trailed off as a horrible thought entered his mind.
"That's not my wand," Harry grinned, confirming Draco's suspicions.

"Fuck, Potter!" Draco gasped. Nerves obviously brought out the cruder side of Draco's vocabulary, Harry noted.

"Oh, I wish you would," he said softly, his breath tickling Draco's ear.

Draco squirmed, "You mean…I…that…you…" he floundered, as a complete loss for words.
Harry nodded, "Yep, you got me in this state Draco."

Draco hesitated, looking at Harry in the dim light of the closet. His mind turned things over as he realized that the Boy-Who-Lived was serious. It was actually, Draco conceded, a rather arousing thought. Not that he was really surprised – it was common knowledge Potter had been after him for years. And it had been a while since he'd gotten…any. A quick shag in the Quidditch cupboard could actually be quite fun.