HEYYYYY, NEW STORY TIME! YAY. I WAS READING 'PhantomVoldyGleek24601'S FIC, 'claustrophobia', AND I DECIDED TO MAKE AN HP VERSION! (WITH HER PERMISSION, OF COURSE. SO GO CHECK IT OUTTTTT!)
HERE WE GO!
Great, just great. They were locked in a closet. Darkness seemed to swallow them whole, closing around on them. There was one opening: the door. But it wouldn't open. The closet was full of cleaning buckets, and mops. This was a janitor's closet. Belonging to Filch.
Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, and Draco Malfoy were trapped. No one seemed to know exactly how they had ended up in this situation. One minute they were all arguing in the Great Hall, and then they found themselves in here.
Panic was starting to settle in.
"OW!" Ron yelled, followed by the noise of metal hitting the tile floor. Ron had tripped over a bucket.
"Watch where you're going, Weasley!" Draco sneered.
"It's kinda hard to see when it's DARK!" Ginny screamed. "Oh, wait. You might not know that because you sleep with a NIGHT LIGHT!"
Harry, Ron and Neville cracked up laughing. Hermione was trying to hide a smile.
"I do not! How dare you suggest that, you Blood Traitor!" That comment was enough to make Harry snap, Malfoy squealed as Harry lunged for him.
"Stop, stop! Fighting will get us nowhere!" Said Hermione, voice of reason.
"She's right." Luna said, speaking for the first time.
"Thank you, now does anyone have their wands?"
"Mines upstairs." Neville sighed.
"I put mine down so I could eat…" Ron mumbled.
"Mines in my jacket! Which is upstairs." Harry groaned.
"I don't bring mine to dinner." Ginny said.
"Mine is back at the Ravenclaw table." Luna said cheerfully. She was the only one that was okay with the situation they were in.
"And I don't have mine! I feel so thick, I had it with me all last year…"
"Hey, Hermione, don't beat yourself up. None of us have ours." Ron said soothingly.
"GOD!" Ron yelled again. But this time, he didn't fall over of his own accord. Something had thrown him off balance.
"SOMEBODY, ANY BODY, LET ME OUT OF HEREEEEEEEEE!" Malfoy yelled. The idiot was banging on the door.
"That's not gonna help, Malfoy. They're all downstairs enjoying the Halloween feast." Ginny said, even though it was dark, you could make out her figure put her hands on her hips.
Ron's stomach rumbled. "Please, please, don't talk about food."
"Ronald, you had 6 pieces of stake before the fight broke out."
The fight was what landed them in this 8" by 6" closet, anyway. Draco had 'swaggered' over to the Gryffindor table to pick on Hermione. And Luna happened to be over there talking to Ginny.
"Hello, Mudblood." Draco had said.
"Don't you call her that!" Ron and Ginny screeched. Before you know it, everyone's yelling, fighting, and some food's flinging. Dumbledore was out on one of his trips, and so Snape was watching over things. And they ended up in here.
"Yeah, I normally eat more!"
"Wait," Harry said, "it's Friday, and if we're in that closet on the Charms corridor, then no one's going to walk by here until Monday." Ron groaned again.
A loud popping noise made them all jump. Neville knocked over a mop, which hit Malfoy on the head.
"Watch it, Longbottom!"
"It's a note!" Hermione screeched.
"Well, what does it say?" Ginny said.
"It's sort of hard to read…"
"Oh, gimmie the note!" and with that, Ron tore it out of her hands. Hermione started jumping up and down, trying to reach it.
"It says, 'you have been locked in here for your own good. I have sent some water bottles and blankets up, along with a watch. Good luck, Severus Snape.'"
"No way! I'm gonna kill him!" Harry said.
"Calm down." Ginny soothed.
"Uh, wait, Hermione?"
"Yes, Ronald?"
"What if we need to pee?"
Everyone groaned.
That eerie sound of metal hitting tile was made again. Neville knocked over the bucket.
"We use that."
K.O.K.O.K.O.K.O.K.O..O...K.O...KO.
Luna grabbed the watch off of the cabinet. "It says it's 10:30 on Friday night. That means we'll be stuck in here until classes start on Monday, at 10:30." Ron scrunched up his face, thinking hard.
"72 hours!"
"Um," Hermione mumbled, "maybe we should take off our robes."
"Uh, why?" Malfoy said.
"Because, it's going to get very hot in here with all our body heat. Maybe you guys should take off your shirts."
"No way!" Neville said.
"I'm on Neville's side." Harry and Ron said at the same time. Draco shrugged and pulled off his shirt.
"Ahhhh!" Ginny screamed.
"What is it?" Harry asked.
"Malfoy's paleness! IT BURNS!" No one could help it, they all cracked up laughing. Minus Draco. Hermione and Ginny suddenly started whispering to one another.
Luna suggested something, "why don't us girls take off our skirts, we have tights on under them, and it's too dark to see anything."
Hermione and Ginny nodded, "we were just talking about that."
Harry and Ron exchanged glances. Neville sighed, "What the heck." He said, and pulled off his shirt. Ron and Harry followed after.
"Close your eyes!" Ginny instructed. After making sure the boys did as they were told, the girls pulled off their skirts and were wearing only black thin tights.
"Okay, you can look now." Hermione said, her voice annoyed. How was it her luck that they all got trapped in this cupboard, and Malfoy was in here with them.
"Great." Ron's voice oozed with sarcasm, "we can totally see."
That earned him a smack from Hermione.
They were not sitting in the best order. Harry and Ginny were sitting side by side, a little bit closer than necessary. Ron decided not to mention it. Neville was sitting next to them, with Luna by his side. Hermione was sitting next to Luna, and Ron was sitting on the opposite side, Draco, lucky Ron, was sitting next to him.
"My neck is killing me!" Neville complained.
"Oh, grow up!" Draco shot back.
"You grow up!"
"No, you grow up!" Ron felt Hermione move her hands up to her head, rubbing her forehead.
"Would you ALL stop fighting! You're giving poor Hermione a headache!" After Ron's shouting, it was quiet for about a minute.
"Aw, worried about your Mudblood girlfriend, are you?"
Ron snapped. He got up, and swung at Malfoy. They all heard a nasty popping sound as Ron's fist collided with Draco's jaw. He moaned in pain. Hermione didn't notice anything, she felt too bad to yell, or look up.
"Ron!" Everyone, minus Hermione yelled.
"Sorry," he mumbled, but everyone doubted he meant it.
"Let's just try and get some sleep." Harry said. Everyone was in for a rough night.