A/n: Well hello! Um, this came when I tried writing chapter 7 to my other story. Uh, read it? I don't know what top say about that. Anyway, This idea is thanks to my friend Erin and many hours of sleep deprivation.
Disclaimer: J.K Rowling owns it; I just mess with the boys a little.
He was shocked. He wasn't sure shocked even covered it. Utterly horrified and hurt was about half way there. No words could describe the scene that lay before him.
His Harry with his tongue down somebody's throat. And not just anybody.
It was Ronald Weasley.
"Harry Potter! You'd better be drunk or have a good fucking reason for doing this to me!" Draco's shaken voice yelled, as Harry still did not move.
"Immm shcuck…" Harry muffled replied came.
"You suck? Oh, dear, I already knew that!"
"Nmooo! Immm schuck!"
"You're a shmuck? Well, I gathered that…" Draco said, holding his now pounding head in his hands.
"Nmooo! Ashk hish 'irlfriend!" Harry tried to scream, but alas, Ron's mouth was in the way.
Right on cue, Hermione walked in with a calm look on her face, despite the fact that her boyfriend was glued to Harry.
"Do you have anything to do with this?" An aggravated Draco asked.
Hermione merely smiled then said, "I have everything to do with this."
"Well, then, please detach your pathetic excuse of a boy-toy from Harry!" Draco screeched.
"I would, but they both haven't learned their lesson yet." She said triumphantly. "Only a couple more minutes then this ordeal will be over with." She sighed.
"Um, Hermione, I'm sure that whatever they did, they deserve this, but what exactly did they do?" Draco asked his curiosity piqued.
"Oh, they decided it would be funny to put all my clothing in the freezer when IO was in the shower…" She took a breath and then continued, "And then put it on the ceiling fans al over the Gryffindor common room."
"Are you serious?" Draco asked, laughter starting to bubble through.
"Dead." She said her tone serious.
Draco then doubled over in laughter and collapsed on the floor. "That…my dear friend…it fucking…hilarious…" He said between laughs.
"Well, dear Draco, would you like to join them?" Hermione said bluntly.
Draco smiled, "Sure why not?"
"It's not going to be to Harry either." Hermione replied.
Draco blanched and then said, "Um, never mind?"
Hermione smirked, which was quite uncharacteristic of and then said "That's what I thought."
"'ey! 'On't I 'et ah shay in thish?" A very annoyed and pissed Ron asked.
"Hmm, let me think about that…No!" An equally annoyed Hermione yelled back.
"Hermione, I think you've had them like that long enough…" Draco whispered. "And besides, I want Harry right now!"
"Well, you're going to have to wait." She said cheerfully.
"Ah! You infuriating woman! No wonder I'm bloody gay!" Draco said, slightly aggravated. No one was going to stop his form having wild, hot sex with Harry tonight. No one was going to stop him.
"Ya here that? No one!" Draco squealed.
One pair of eyes and two single ones looked at Draco with confusion. "What? Haven't you heard of a person screaming out here thoughts before?"
"'hinkin' again, arn't ya 'aco?" Harry said, giggling a little.
"Well, since you're insane and Harry and Ron are stuck, I think I'll leave you here. And yes, you're going to stay here." She did a little flick of the wrist and Draco was stuck to his seat. "Ah, I love wand less magic." Then she smiled and walked out of the room.
"Hey you crazy bitch! Get your ass back here!" Draco screeched.
"Love you too, Draco dear!" Hermione yelled as she went off to bed.
"Bloody hell, were stuck here aren't we?" Draco asked.
"'ep!" Harry and Ron answered.
That night, all three men learned not to piss of Hermione ever, ever again.
Doesn't mean they listened to what they learned.
-Fin-
A/n: Tada! An oneshot done by yours truly! I wrote it in 30 mins. So I'm sorry if I missed and errors and such. Oh well. Read and review me thinks you should. Till next time!
TMW