Harry knocked on Professor McGonnagal's office door. He waited about thirty seconds and then knocked again. Nearly a split second later, the door opened swiftly. Draco Malfoy walked past Harry and scowled under his breath. Ignoring whatever insult the blond boy shot him, Harry walked into the room.

"Good Evening Mr. Potter." said the woman behind the desk. "Take this rag and join Mr. Malfoy in the trophy room. You will be serving your detention cleaning all of the trophies magic free." Harry took the rag from McGonnagal's outstretched hand and turned to leave. "Your wand please Potter." Harry hesitantly removed his wand from his back pocket and handed it over. Without saying a word, he left.

When Harry arrived at the trophy room, he found Malfoy laying on his back throwing a ball up and down. "C'mon, Malfoy." He said. "Help me with these trophies so we can get out of here already."

Draco got up. He pulled out his wand, pointed it at a trophy case and said, "Scorgify!" The case was now covered in a thick layer of dust.

"Clearly when McGonnagal said 'magic free' she meant without the use of magic, Draco." said Harry sarcastically.

"Shut it Potter." Draco began cleaning the case manually. For a while neither boy said a thing. Draco broke the silence with a laugh.

"Watcha laughing at Malfoy? Did you see your reflection in one of the cases?"

"No," scowled the blond. "The last time I was in this room, you were being scolded at by Filch for being on of bed after hours. The 'midnight duel.' I still can't believe you actually came to that."

"I came to kick your ass, but sine you're such a pussy, you rated me out."

"Shut it." muttered Malfoy.

"Come to think of it," began Harry, "You never dared face me alone. Scared of me are you?" Harry laughed. "Baby."

"Fine, I'll just have to make up for it now." Draco grabbed his wand and muttered a quick spell under his breath. A red light shot from Draco's wand and barely missed Harry. Harry, who didn't have a wand, resorted to tackling the blond boy to the ground.

Draco lost his grip on his wand when he fell and it flew to the other side of the room. "Get off me!" He yelled.

Harry put his hand over Draco's mouth. "Or what, you gonna talk me to death cause that's all you are anyway, talk. No action, just talk." Draco wriggled one of his arms free and hit Harry on the back of his head. Draco quickly freed himself from Harry's grip and pinned him down.

"Now what Potter boy?" he said. As much as Harry tried, he couldn't wrestle himself free. Eventually he just gave up.

"You must really like this since all you're doing is laying on me, Malfoy." That got Draco off. Harry got to his feet and began cleaning again.

"So what if I do." said Draco as he walked over to Harry.

"Huh?"

"You heard me." Draco was behind Harry now, and whispering into his ear. "So what if I do."

"Stop this Draco." said Harry.

"No." Draco started kissing Harry's neck. He didn't stop until Harry asked him a question.

"What are you doing, Malfoy"

"Kissing you neck idiot." He moved in, pressing his body tightly against his enemy. Harry felt something stiff in Draco's pants. He soon felt Draco kissing his neck. Draco soon moved on to Harry's lips. Harry didn't know what compelled him to kiss back, but he did.

Soon the two boys found themselves kissing for what seemed like forever. They didn't stop until the clock hit midnight. Harry pulled back and whispered, "We should probably get back to McGonnagal."

"I don't want to. I want to stay here with you."

"We have to get back, how about tomorrow. Same time as tonight, and right here." suggested Harry.

"Sounds great." Draco kissed Harry soundly on the lips, and left. Harry did a quick sweep of the room and followed after his new friend.

After being dismissed from McGonnagal, the boy went their separate wa