Warnings. Boy love. Don't like it, don't read it.
Disclaimer. All characters belong to J.K. Rowling.
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"Potter! Why did this bloody contraption stop?"
"It looks like the power went out. It was storming pretty badly earlier remember? And it's called an elevator." Nitwit.
"I don't care what it's called, I just want it to move!"
"It's not like I enjoy being trapped in here either, ferret."
"Oh shut it, Scarface. Just make it move already!"
"I'm underage, you git. I'm not going to get bitched at by the Ministry because you're a spoiled brat!"
"Oi, Potter. Why did you get quiet all the sudden? You better not be sneak—"
Haha. That got him to shut up.
"What the hell was that!"
"It's called a kiss, Draco."
"I know what a kiss is! And don't use my first name so casually."
"Is that all you can do, Malfoy? Complain about everything little thing that disrupts your manicured life?"
"Get bent, Golden Boy."
Maybe I went too far?
"Potter?"
"Malfoy?"
"Why'd you kiss me?"
"I couldn't waste such a perfect opportunity."
"Hmph. Wanker."
"You liked it."
"So what?"
"Bet you want me to do it again."
"Do not."
"Liar."
"Kiss off."
"See? Told you so."
"Oi, let it go already." Am I that transparent?
"Malfoy?"
"What?"
"What's it like?"
"What's what like, Potter?"
"Being such a pompous arse all the time."
"Remember what I said about getting bent? It still stands."
"You're just too easy, dragon."
"Not true. It's the easy ones who come to me."
But you don't need them, Draco. Why them and not me? At least I'm sincere. At least I "… love you."
"What'd you say?"
"Oh … it's nothing."
"You said 'I love you'. How bloody Gryffindor of you, confessing your undying love in a bloody televator."
"… Elevator."
"What?"
"It's an elevator, Draco."
"Once again, I don't care. You just said 'I love you' and all you can say for yourself is 'it's an elevator, Draco.'"
Why did I say it? This must be what they call a Freudian slip.
"Well?"
"Okay, I love you. Are you happy now?"
What am I supposed to say to that?
"Or don't answer, whatever."
He's actually pouting over this?
Great, not he probably hates me. Damn my big mouth!
"…Yes."
"Hm?"
"Yes, I'm happy."
"… You are?"
"Why do you think I kissed you back?"
"Huh?"
"What are you, a Hufflepuff? For Merlin's sakes, Harry. I love you too!"
Pick your jaw up off the floor the floor, and do something before you miss your chance!
"Mmfph, Harry…"
"S'what?"
"I think the dark has been turned off."
"The power is on again?"
"Yeah, that."
"Oh, bugger."
"What'd you push that for? I was this close to fresh air."
"Draco."
"What?"
"Shut up."