Author's Note : Yay! A new fic! It's not a one-shot folks! Oh, yes. There's going to be a new one-shot soon! It's going to be Draco/Hermione (not this fic, but the one-shot).

No pairings, but Draco may mention some just to annoy them.

If you like it when Draco, Harry, Ron, and Hermione all fight, then this is a good fic for you guys.

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, then I wouldn't be here writing fan fiction (this goes out to all chapters)

"What is going on here?" Harry, Ron, and Draco all stiffened and stopped at what they were doing at the voice of the Gryffindor Head of House. They turned around and met the nasty glare from Professor McGonagall. Her mouth was set to a very thin line and she was very pissed off.

"Mr. Weasley!" McGonagall barked, making Ron jump at the sound of his name.

"Would you like to tell me what is going on here?" McGonagall said dangerously. Ron looked like he would rather play with a Blast-Ended Skrewt than answer.

"Malfoy started everything, Professor," Ron pointed at Draco, whose mouth dropped to the floor.

"What do you mean I started everything, Weasley? You started it as much as I had!" Draco's temper took over, instead of using his usual coolness to handle situations like these.

"Aha! So you did start it!" Ron pointed at Draco. Draco glared at him and was about to say something when…

"Twenty points from Gryffindor and Slytherin." That got Ron and Draco to shut up.

"Detention, I think, would be best for all of you," McGonagall said, "Though I want to see you Potter, Weasley, and Ms. Granger (she sadly glanced at Hermione, who was laying unconscious on the ground, because she didn't want to punish her favorite student) in my office. Mr. Malfoy, I'll let Professor Snape deal with you." Draco's face brightened a little because Snape was going to let him off easily. After all, he is his favorite student.

After getting the note to Snape from McGonagall, he nearly skipped towards the dungeons to receive his "punishment."

"Draco," Snape said after reading the note, not noticing the smug look on Draco's face.

"It is okay, Professor. It is entirely Potter, Weasley, and Granger's fault, you see. They sort of came at me when I was---"

"Enough." Draco stopped immediately and looked at his Potions professor in surprise. He never did that to Draco before. Wait until his father hears about this, then Snape would regret that he ever did that.

"But, sir," Draco stuttered, "she took off points!" Snape's eye twitched for a second; he obviously did not like the idea of his house losing points.

He sighed. "Draco,"

"This isn't fair! I thought you were supposed to be on my side. What are you now, some sort of Gryffindor?"

"Detention, Mr. Malfoy." Draco glared at Snape, as if it were his entire fault.

"Detention?"

"Yes, detention. With Potter, Weasley, and Granger. Since you compared me to some house, I thought that it would be suitable to share a detention with them. After all, you did help start the fight."

Fuming at Snape, he glared at him once more before kicking a desk and storming outside the room.

Snape sighed. He hated giving his best student detention, but if he didn't, then he would have to face Dumbledore for it.

"Ah, Mr. Malfoy. How delighted we are for you to be here," McGonagall said dryly. Draco saw, from the glares from the trio, that they didn't look too delighted to see him.

"Now, I will be leaving you all here alone for four hours, one for each of you." Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco's mouths all dropped at the same time.

Four? They all thought miserably. Though they sort of brightened at the thought that they were going to be alone; they still had their wands with them.

"And I'm going to be taking all of your wands." Scratch that last thought. McGonagall opened up her hand expectedly. And in one line, they all reluctantly handed their wands in (Draco took the longest to give his up).

"One more thing, no fighting, or else you'll get more than a detention," McGonagall said before she went out the door and locked it, leaving Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco all alone.

After a few minutes of glaring at each other, Hermione got sick of the glaring game and took out her homework. Harry and Ron followed suit, trying not to get in another fight with Draco.

"So, Granger, what's it like being the only girl in the 'Golden trio'?" Draco asked Hermione, who was sitting next to him. Since they were going to be alone for four hours, Draco thought of taking the advantage of the situation; especially when McGonagall is their Head.

Hermione glared at him, while Draco smirked back. More to his delight, Harry and Ron were already fuming at it's only been five minutes!

"Don't be embarrassed, Granger. Everyone knows about the Gryffindor threesome."

"Malfoy, shut up!" Hermione glared, and out of no where, a small timer setting at five minutes was on the desk right in front of her. Glaring once more at Draco, she went back to her homework, taking out all of her anger on the quill.

"Potter, what is this?" Draco asked Harry. Not really wanting to answer him, he did so without a single thought anyway.

"If we say---" this time, a timer in front of Harry appeared and set itself to five minutes. Harry's mouth opened and closed without saying anything. Harry realized that he must've looked stupid, so he closed his mouth and went back to his homework. His quill, like Hermione's, was working hard and fast in frustration.

So they can't say any more than three words every five minutes. Draco, I think that this is going to be an interesting detention. Draco thought. There was an evil glint in his eye as he thought of all of the possibilities. He thought that he should start with Hermione, since she was right next to him.

"Hermione," Draco said in an annoying sing-song voice, "how are you today? Ah, yes! How could I have forgotten? Today is Mudbloods Shut up Day!" Hermione stiffened, but continued doing her homework as if nothing had happened.

"Or maybe it's Confess Your Undying Love for Snape Day…or I'd Love To See Uranus Day (Harry and Ron tried not to laugh at that)…or maybe it's just Get In Detention With Draco Malfoy and Try Not to Stare at Him Too Much So That I Won't Be Obvious Day?" Draco said with a smirk. Indeed, Hermione was staring at him, but glaring and looking at him in disgust isn't exactly staring…but Draco didn't care.

"Oh, Granger," Draco said while moaning and groaning, his knees on the floor and his head on her lap, "Stop, stop, I can't take it. You are too, oh, don't stop, please don't stop."

Smirking, Draco quickly went back to his seat and scooted as far away as possible, not wanting to be slapped. Harry, Ron, and Hermione all tried to stand up to hit him, but they couldn't for some odd reason.

Ha! Their Longbottoms are glued to the chairs, which are glued to the floor! Draco thought happily.

"Granger, I know that you just want to come to me and shag me senseless, but you're not my type. I mean…Mudblood," Draco counted off with his fingers, "Loser, ugly, Gryffindor, annoying, let's not forget Mudblood…"

"Malfoy, shut up," Hermione said through gritted teeth, her cheeks were reddening in anger. The timer went back to five minutes.

"Well, since you can't have me, there are many other people in this school!" Draco said happily.

"Let's see there's Potter," Draco began counting on his fingers again, "Weasley (the trio gagged and reddened), the other Weasley, the other Weasley, Weaslette, Snape, Filch, Longbottom, Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, the squid, Hagrid…"

"Why don't you---" Ron began, but nothing came out of his mouth the moment the timer began.

"Weasel, Weasel, Weasel," Draco walked towards Ron and pointed his finger at him as if he were a little boy, and now Draco was speaking as if he was his mother in a cooing voice, "You know that saying bad words in simply not allowed, little Ronnikins! But you don't know any better because you are a stupid, lousy, good-for-nothing," Draco leaned in and whispered in his ear, "side-kick."

Draco went back to his seat, and smirked at all of them. Ron looked as if he wanted to throw the book and everything else on him.

"I hate you," they all said at once, making their timers set to five minutes again.

"That's why you love me," Draco said; his hand on his heart and he looked as if he was about to cry. Now they all looked like they wanted to throw heavy objects at him.

Smirking widely, he started humming horribly while they resumed doing their homework. If possibly, he smirked even wider every time they flinched when he hit a high note.

It's only been about twenty minutes, but the fun was just starting.

Author's Note : Hmmm...I feel writer's block coming soon...so if you have any suggestions, please REVIEW!

If some of you still don't get it, there's a timer which only allows Harry, Ron, and Hermione to say three words every five minutes. McGonagall is more strict, so I think that this is a fair punishment. And why are they doing something as simple as doing homework and staying in a room for four hours? I don't know. They should get something like scrub the toilets of listen to Myrtle sing, but they get the punishment of being in each other's presense.