Total crack fic yaoi one-shot people(maybe more if you ask nicely) Takes place before the tournament.
Harry potter was bored. There was no denying it, without Snape breathing down his neck and with Draco's help he had already finished the potion. That unfortunate tidbit of information led him to his current predicament of finding a humorous solution to his infinite boredom. There was always the option of messing with snape's hair color or pestering his boyfriend, but the usual gags were not appealing to him as they usually were. All of a sudden a marvelous idea hit him. (AN:more like a bored author beat it into him with a stick because she is in the same predicament) He could always partake in the game he found online while he was at the dursley's on the laptop he had hidden from them called the knife game. Deciding that was the best course of action to end his lack of entertainment he picked up the gold knife he had used to cut the willow bark and spread his fingers out before starting to sing while stabbing between his much needed digits.
"I've got all my fingers the knife goes chop chop chop,"
Each chop was accentuated with a particularly hard stab to the table which in turn brought him attention from his partner.
"if I miss the spaces in between my fingers will come if I hit my fingers the blood will soon come all the same I play this game cuz that's what it's all about."
Draco watched in morbid fascination as the subject of his affections stabbed between the much-loved digits at an impossible pace, getting a perfect hit each time.
"oh chop chop chop chop chop chop. I'm picking up the speed if you hit your fingers then your hand will start to bleed."
As harry stabbed right in the middle of where his hand has been a few scant seconds before his heart jumped and the earlier interest substantially grew. Being cursed with the same ailment as his other half he picked up the silver knife laying on the desk unused and shared a sadistic grin with his lover that would scare the Hogwarts population for generations to come. The entire classes attention was taken hostage when both the ice prince of slytherin and the leader of the lion's pride both started the previous activity at the same moment which prompted the rest of the Hogwarts fourth year potions class to join in.
One professor Severus Snape was having a terrible day. His first class of the was with the first year hufflepuffs and if that were not a disaster enough he had Longbottom straight afterwards. So he was required to help the boy so that he did not kill maim or potentially cause a case of time travel to befall the entire class. (you never know with potions)
He had finished helping the little menace only to be faced with something that could end his entire career as a teacher. A bunch of teenagers making a game out of stabbing themselves. Severus sighed as he watched the proceedings and decided the time old phrase of 'if you can't best em' join them' and joined in. That potions class was ironically ranked as the calmest one int the fourth year slytherin-gryffindor history.
AN:There is my little semi-crack fic. reviews are good muses so start typing!-Drachen