Draco woke up to see he was in a very tight space with... Potter?

"Potter? What are you doing here?" he groaned. "Where is here?"

"A broom cupboard, Malfoy. We were both knocked unconscious and locked in here by some idiots that think it's funny," Harry explained.

"If you want to come out of here alive, I suggest we don't argue, or even talk," said Draco sulkily.

"Hey, we can get along if we try," said Harry.

"Yeah... I suppose so..." agreed Draco.

"We still have our wands!" realised Harry. "Lumos."

The cupboard was illuminated. Draco looked into Harry's emerald green eyes. He had never realised just how beautiful they were.

"What are you looking at, Potter?" asked Draco.

"Your eyes... they're grey but not cold as I've always seen them. They're kind and knowing," he explained.

"Oh. I'm quite the looker, I've been told," teased Draco. "But, then again, so are you," he flirted.

Harry leaned into Draco and kissed him passionately. They were in the middle of it when the door opened.

"What on earth is going on in here?" said a menacing voice.

"Professor Snape -" began Draco.

"I don't want to know," said Snape, walking away.

"Room of Requirement at midnight, Potter. See you there," Draco smiled before walking away. Potter grinned and came out of the cupboard.