Magical Handcuffs Chapter 1: Stuck on You, a harry potter fanfic

Title: Magical Handcuffs

Chapter 1: Stuck on you

Summary: Draco has a fixation with being a magician and handcuffs himself to Harry. Now that they can't get the handcuffs off, magical or with the key Draco lost, what are they going to do? Will it bring them closer together or will they just kill each other? --5th Year—

Authors Note:Oh and yes this will be a slash fic so just as a warning. Also there might be a Ron/Hermione paring.

Disclaimer: Oh and I do not own Harry Potter is was made by the great Jk Rowling.

Beta Readers: Thank the lucky stars for me! Phoenix A. Black has come to my rescue as my beta and gorgeousbown eyes for helping me detail my story up a bit.

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Don't fall victim to my charade
Please don't believe all my lies I told
I may hate you for it later
I may hate you for it now
But please take a hold of me
Don't let me go free
Look into my eyes
And see what's deep inside of me
I know I put on a show
To create less drama
And try and make life run smoothly
But please save me from my misery
Save me from myself
Please don't fall for my charade Please save me

"Ah 'Mione come on let us copy your homework!" Ron pleaded.

"Maybe you should have done it instead of going out to the Quidditch pitch," Hermione said sternly at Ron.

"You don't want us to lose the Quidditch cup do you?" Ron said with puppy eyes.

"Hermione, we really regret not doing our homework. So much we tossed and turned last night," Harry said.

"Well, if you really are sorry . . . fine. Just this once," Hermione said handing them the homework.

"Thanks, Hermione. You're the best," Ron and Harry said in unison.

Ron and Harry quickly copied out Hermione's homework, and then the trio headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Ron started to pile everything on his plate as Harry reminded Ron of their schedules for the day. Ron groaned as he pulled his out, "Trelawney! First thing in the morning! Bugger."

"Doesn't get any better. After that we have double potions with Slytherins," Harry groaned.

"It won't be so bad. They haven't caused us any trouble this year," Hermione said, smiling.

"They must be up to something. They haven't done anything to us for awhile," Ron said, suspiciously looking at the Slytherin table.

"Ron, just because they haven't done anything doesn't mean they are up to something," Hermione said, rolling her eyes. They ate the rest of their meal in silence, Hermione and Ron throwing icy glares at each other.

"Ron, Harry, look who's heading our way."

"I told you, Hermione! They are planning something! Stupid git," Ron said glaring at the advancing Malfoy.

"Potter, can I have a word with you?" the drawling voice of Draco Malfoy said as soon as he reached the where they were sitting.

"You bloody well can not! We know what you're up to!" Ron said still glaring at Malfoy.

"Quit it Ron, Ill meet you at Divination," Harry said, rising and following Malfoy out of the Great Hall.

Harry followed Draco to an empty classroom on the first floor. Draco shut the door after him.

"So, what is it Malfoy?"

"I want to try this magic trick I saw on the telly." Draco said smiling.

"Should I be honored or scared?" Harry said laughing. Draco glared.

"Shut up, Potter, and do as I say."

"OK, OK, so what do I do?"

"Put your right arm out," Draco said as he put his hand in his cloak and grabbed out a pair of handcuffs. He cuffed one to the arm that Harry was holding out and the other to his left arm. He reached into his cloak again and pulled out a square piece of cloth. He cover their handcuffed hands with it, then said, "Alacasum!" When nothing happened, Draco frowned, "That was suppose to work. It worked on the TV show."

Harry grinned. "Malfoy, this is stupid! Where did you find this 'trick', some muggle show or something?"

Draco turned a crimson color as Harry said that.

"You did, didn't you?" Harry said, laughing. When he had calmed down a bit, he stared at Malfoy.

"What are you staring at?" Draco was starting to feel uncomfortable under the stare of those piercing green eyes.

"Well, are you going to get us out of this stupid contraption? Classes are going to start soon and I really have better things to do with my time."

"Well, I, er, I, can't."

"What do you mean, you can't?" Harry exclaimed, alarmed.

"Well, there was this key, but I didn't see any point in keeping it," Draco said looking at the ground.

Harry paled. "Oh great so now we are stuck together," he groaned.

"Well it could be worse," Draco said looking up at Harry. "At least you got stuck with the sexiest boy in school," Draco smirked.

"Come on! Let's go see Dumbledore, he'll know what to do," Harry said dragging Draco alongside him. He barged out of the door and up the few floors to the gargoyle out side Dumbledore's office, ignoring all the funny looks they got from passing students.

They reached the gargoyle and Harry started to name some sweets, "Chocolate, jellybeans, lemon drops..." Suddenly the gargoyle sprung to one side. "Ah good that was easy."

"I see you have been here before," Draco said.

"Oh please and you haven't?" Harry replied back, as they travelled up the spiral stair case.

"No, I'm a saint." Draco said in his drawling tone.

"I'd hardly say that, Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore said opening the door to his office, making Draco jump. Harry started to laugh quietly and Draco replied, "Shut up." Dumbledore stepped aside and the two entered his office. Dumbledore walked around his desk and sat at the high backed chair reserved for him. He indicated that Draco and Harry should take a seat as well.

"So what brings you two to my office?" Dumbledore said his fingers interlocked.

"Well, sir, Draco had the best idea to try a muggle magic trick!" Harry started to explain exasperated. "He got these stupid handcuffs stuck on us and he doesn't even have the key!" Harry yelled. Dumbledore motioned for them to place their hands on his desk. He examined the handcuffs closely for a few minutes, before looking up at the boys.

"I'm sorry, boys, but there is nothing I can do. These handcuffs are a wizard creation and will not open to any kind of spell. They were made for a certain purpose and no doubt Mr Malfoy has picked them up by accident. These handcuffs are designed to bring people closer together. The only thing that will break the spell is to love one another."

"Wait, what do you mean, love one another?" a worried Harry questioned.

"Exactly what I said. Love is the only thing that will free you both."

"But…That's impossible!" Harry exclaimed

"We are going to be stuck together forever!" Draco groaned.

"Just give it a try; you may think you hate each other, but hate has passion and passion is the next step to love," Dumbledore said.

"Yeah, right," Harry said sarcastically.

"Now is there anything else I can do for you?"

Harry shook his head and was rising from his seat when Draco realised there was still some things that needed to be sorted out.

"Wait, what about our classes?" Draco asked. Dumbledore looked at Draco with a twinkle in his eye.

"You will have to attend all classes together. Draco go with Harry to his classes today and I swap your timetables for tomorrow so that Slytherins and Gryffindors have their classes together from now on."

As they left the office, Harry knew that this was going to be hell.

"Ron is going to kill me," Harry thought.