7 Minutes in Hell

A/N: Based on a tumblr post by 'himeshirayuki'. This one here;

"Idea: seven in minutes in hell

its like seven minutes in heaven, but instead of making out, you fight."

Albus Severus Potter went into his 7th year at Hogwarts with two goals. The first was to pass all of his N.E.W.T's so he could go travelling around the world with his best friend, Scorpius Malfoy.

The second was to topple his older brother's reign of a game that had become legendary at Hogwarts. That game was called 7 Minutes in Hell. Albus had no idea when it had begun, but he was fairly certain it hadn't existed when his parents were at school. It was a variation of 7 Minutes in Heaven, but you didn't make out in a broom cupboard for 7 minutes, you fought. The victor of that fight fought anyone who would challenge him until eventually nobody would. It was a secret game, played only by 7th years, and kept very secret by them. Albus only knew about it because he had heard James and Fred whispering about it in the Gryffindor common room. Louis had been in James's year, but he had never had the guts to play the game, he had been Hufflepuff who cared far more about working hard and getting good grades. Molly was in Ravenclaw, and even she had given the game a go.

But now it was Al's turn. He was in 7th year, it was his time to shine and he was going to beat his brother's score to the kerb. He was a Slytherin after all, it should come as no surprise that he was ambitious, especially when concerned with bettering his brother.

The game began as soon as the term did, and Albus beat everyone who dared to challenge him until eventually he was faced with his final opponent. He had gotten a fair few injuries and had made up a whole lot of lies to Matron Pomfrey, before finally reaching this point.

But here he was. It was nearing the end of May, and he was waiting in a broom cupboard on the 5th floor. He heard the crowd outside murmuring excitedly, and his adrenaline was pumping. The door opened, and his eyes widened in disbelief when he saw his final challenger.

"Scorp?"

Scorpius smirked as he shut the door behind him, "I'm ambitious too Albus. If you want that high score, you are going to have to fight for it."

"I will," Albus said, his eyes flashing angrily. He looked to the door, waiting for the lock to click and the timer to begin to tick down.

Scorpius mistook this for fear, "Scared, Potter?"

Albus looked his best friend right in the eye and smirked, "You wish, Malfoy."

The lock behind Scorpius clicked and the timer appeared on the door. The fight was to begin, Albus didn't know if he would have the guts to initiate it, so he was glad when Scorpius did. The blonde boy elbowed Albus in the face, so Albus elbowed him back and pressed him against the wall, smacking his knee into the back of Scorpius's legs to bring him to his knees.

Scorpius laughed wickedly, "I know you're gay Al but this is a bit forward, even for me."

Albus glared at him, "Fight back then you coward."

Scorpius, rather seductively, thrust his hips so that he shoved Albus off of him with the power of his arse. He spun around and gripped his arms, kneeing him in a sensitive region.

Albus hissed, "Fuck you!"

"It's not like you need them for reproduction," Scorpius cackled as he pressed his foot into Albus's back in an attempt to keep him pinned to the floor of the broom cupboard. But only one minute had passed on the clock which meant that there were 6 minutes left.

Albus groaned and rolled to the side, he grabbed Scorpius's leg and pulled him down with a crash. They resorted to scuffling around on the floor of the broom cupboard. They punched each other, and knee-ed each other, and generally rolled around, smacking their heads off of walls.

Finally Scorpius managed to grab both of Albus's wrists. He pinned him down, and grinned triumphantly. He was breathing heavily, and sweating too. This was a tiny, confined space and with so much movement it got hot very quickly. He was vaguely aware of the fact that he was straddling his friend, but he was more focused on winning. He glanced up at the clock and cursed inwardly when he realised that there were still 3 minutes left on it.

Albus groaned in frustration and shifted his hips slightly, trying to push Scorpius off of him. But Scorpius was taller, musclier and generally stronger. The blonde boy raised an amused eyebrow at his friend, "You don't have your wand, do you?"

"No," Albus said through gritted teeth as he tried to force Scorpius's arms off of him, "We have to leave them outside, it's part of the game."

"So that's certainly not a wand in your pocket then," Scorpius said, keeping Albus pinned down with ease.

Albus stopped struggling for a moment to look at his best friend, "I'm gay, what do you expect?"

Scorpius smirked, "I just thought you were pleased to see me."

"Well that too," Albus said, a mischievous smirk on his lips.

Scorpius was startled by that, and he inadvertently loosened his grip slightly. Albus seized his opportunity and flipped them, pinning Scorpius down with his legs and his hands because he knew the blonde boy would be able to fight back otherwise.

Scorpius grunted as his back hit the hard concrete ground, and Albus breathed heavily as he smirked down at his best friend. He frowned and glanced down, "Scorpius..."

Scorpius's cheeks flushed, "I can't help it, alright?" he muttered.

Albus's frown deepened, "Scorp, you're not...you've dated girls! You spent a whole year snogging Rosie!"

Scorpius groaned and looked at the ceiling, "It's not guys Al, alright? It's just you."

Albus was so stunned that he actually let go of Scorpius's hands. The blonde used that opportunity to scurry to his feet. There was only one minute left on the clock now, and technically neither of them had won yet. Albus got to his feet too, but he barely had a second to steady himself before he was getting pressed against the wall by Scorpius.

At first he thought that Scorpius was going to punch him, or elbow. Or just keep him pressed there because that would be enough for him to win. Albus was completely shocked when Scorpius Malfoy, his best friend, his bloody hot best friend who he had secretly had a crush on for years, kissed him.

Albus actually gasped slightly into the kiss. Scorpius paid no attention as he kissed Albus roughly, and the second Albus was aware of what was going on he kissed Scorpius back. He let his hands get lost in the boys messy blonde hair, as Scorpius kept his hands pressed against the wall. They kissed like they had fought, their lips smashed together, they bit each other, they roughly pressed themselves against each other. They were breathing heavily, practically panting in fact when the timer announced that there was 10 seconds to go.

As much as Albus was enjoying making out with his best friend, he still wanted to win this game. He had not been made a Slytherin for nothing, and whatever it took he was going to beat his arrogant older brother.

"Sorry Scorp," Albus said the moment he broke the kiss. He threw Scorpius to the floor, punching him in the face as he did so and he pressed the heel of his foot against Scorpius's chest as the lock unclicked and the door swung open. In that moment as the people in the corridor cheered, Albus was just grateful for the fact that a requirement of the Hogwarts school uniform was robes, because oh boy they hid so much.

"Potter! Malfoy!" Professor McGonagall's voice said from behind the crowd of students, "My office, now! The rest of you, 10 points from whatever house you are in, for all of you. Get to bed, it is long past curfew!"

Albus and Scorpius couldn't look at each other after what had just gone down in that broom cupboard. They kept their eyes on the floor as they traipsed silently after McGonagall. Albus was torn between feeling bad about punching Scorpius, and rejoicing because he had bloody well done it, he had beaten James!

They were dragged into the office and forced into seats while McGonagall disappeared into a room at the back of the office. The portraits of the Headmasters on the walls all appeared to be slumbering, but Albus was sure that he saw that he saw Dumbledore peer at them through one eye.

"I'm sorry for punching you Scorp, I really wanted to win."

"Yeah, I know," Scorpius muttered, he still hadn't looked at Al.

"Are we gonna talk about what...happened...in there?" Albus asked warily.

"What's there to talk about?"

Albus looked at him in disbelief, "Uh my best friend, my supposedly straight best friend, just snogged my face off in a broom cupboard. Not that I'm complaining by the way."

A hint of a smile ghosted over Scorpius's face, but it was gone very quickly, "Al, my Dad is going to go mad. He's going to go bloody mental, I need to marry and have an heir for Salazar's sake! I don't have a womanising older brother who is going to produce tons of spawn so that the name can live on like you do!"

"Hey, did you just refer to my future nieces and nephews as spawn?" Albus asked, sounding mildly offended, but his grin gave him away.

Scorpius shot his best friend an amused look, "This isn't funny Al."

"It's kind of funny," Albus said, "It's funny that I've had a crush on you for years and you clearly had no idea."

"Well I was trying not to notice it," Scorpius sighed, "But it wasn't going away, my feelings weren't going away. I did really like Rose, I do like her, she's one of my best friends but she's...she's not...you."

Albus grinned, "I am honoured Scorpius. I will take full responsibility for this when your Dad inevitably goes mental. I'll say I seduced you with my messy black hair, and my mesmerizing green eyes. I'll say you had no choice but to fall madly in love with me, therefore ending any possibility of you marrying a decent pure-blood girl and producing a perfectly lovely little blond haired child."

By the end of Albus's extravagant performance (he had jumped onto the desk and had been twirling around using hand motions as he told his 'tale'). Scorpius was nearly crying with laughter, but he choked out, "Stop it Al! This is serious, how am I going to tell him?"

"Well you kind of just did," An amused voice said from behind them. Scorpius spun around to the doorway of the room that McGonagall had disappeared into, and Albus did an elaborate twirl on the desk. Standing in the doorway in front of McGonagall were their Fathers, and they both looked vaguely amused.

All of the colour drained out of Scorpius's face, and Harry looked at Albus in amusement, "Al, you are such a drama queen. Get off of Minerva's desk."

"Your wish is my command, Father," Albus said, doing a mock bow and somersaulting off of the desk. He landed perfectly on the floor and grinned at Scorpius who managed to laugh weakly, despite the situation.

Draco glanced at Harry, "You were never that outgoing."

"I was when I wasn't trying to kill you or Voldemort," Harry said thoughtfully, "But I was never that good a gymnast."

"Why are you so gymnastic?" Draco asked Albus, amusement shining in his eyes.

Albus leant against McGonagall's desk, "When we were kids Dad said we had to learn a bit about muggles so he made us all do a muggle sport. James played football for a day and then quit when he realised he was crap at it. Then he played rugby until he got his leg crushed and Mum cried for days about how dangerous it was. Then eventually he found cricket and realised he could hit the ball a couple of times and do nothing for the rest of the day, so he loved it. Personally, I was not that keen on sport, but jumping around and climbing up poles and swinging on bars looked like a ton of fun so I took up gymnastics."

"And Lily ended up being a really good lacrosse player," Harry added in amusement.

Draco nodded thoughtfully, "It's an interesting approach. I just made Scorp join the Scouts, but each to their own."

Harry chuckled, "Minerva, why did you call us here?"

McGonagall looked at them with despair as she walked into the office, "I found them in a broom cupboard, fighting."

"Fighting?" Harry asked, glancing at Draco in amusement, "In my experience that is not the sort of thing you do in a broom cupboard."

"No, you fight in front of the whole school so everyone can see how much you hate each other," Draco agreed, "I find the grounds to be a good location."

"But the corridors work too," Harry said.

"Oh and the trophy room," Draco and Harry added in unison.

Scorpius frowned between them, "I thought you two didn't get along. You only ever shake hands and briefly say hello when you drop us off at each other's houses."

"Well we have to keep up the act, don't we?" Harry asked as he took a seat, "We've been having poker nights with Nev since you two became friends."

"Nev?" Albus grinned, "As in Professor Longbottom?"

"The one and only," Draco said with an amused smile.

"Your Uncle Ron comes along too Al, but he sits at the far end of the table and interacts with Draco as little as possible," Harry said offhandedly, "But why were you two fighting in a broom cupboard? I don't suppose it had anything to do with this game that James thinks I don't know about? What's it called again Malfoy?"

"7 Minutes in Hell," Draco replied, leaning against the wall and crossing his arms.

"That's the one, James has the high score if I'm right?"

"No, I do!" Albus said triumphantly, "I just overtook him!"

"By fighting with Scorpius in a broom cupboard?" Draco asked with a raised eyebrow.

Albus nodded, and glanced at his best friend, "Yeah, and I am sorry about punching you Scorp."

Scorpius shrugged, "It's fine."

"So what is this we hear about you two being together?" Draco asked, surveying Scorpius curiously.

Scorpius's cheeks burned bright red, and Albus patted him on the back, "As I said Mr. Malfoy, it is all my fault. Your son cannot resist my incredibly majestic good looks which I get from my good father here. Nor can he resist my sparkling wit and charm, and then there is my sex appeal-"

"And your ego Al, do not forget your ego," Harry said, smirking at his son in amusement.

Albus just grinned, "So the long story short Mr. Malfoy is that I am so irresistible that your son who is apparently straight, jumped me in a broom cupboard. Poor unsuspecting, innocent-" Harry scoffed, "-little me."

Draco rolled his eyes, "Scorpius, can I please have your un-embellished version of events?"

Scorpius stared at his hands, "We were in the broom cupboard playing the game and we were fighting...and then we were kissing."

"Now that sounds oddly familiar," McGonagall said, trying not to smirk as she looked pointedly at Draco and Harry.

Albus's jaw dropped, "Dad! You snogged Scorp's Dad!"

Harry rolled his eyes, "It was one time, alright? It was a dare, we were in 8th Year and we were very drunk. You two are clearly sober, and unlike either of us, you are gay Albus."

Albus gasped, "I'm gay? Oh sweet Salazar! Why has nobody told me?"

Scorpius grinned through his hands at Albus, and the black-haired boy winked at him.

Draco shook his head, but he was clearly amused, "We'll talk about this later Scorpius, but I'm not angry."

"You're not?" Scorpius asked, looking up in surprise.

"I'm not," Draco promised.

"But you two are in deep trouble," Harry said with a satisfied grin, "I'll let Minerva do the honours."

"I am taking 50 points from Slytherin."

Albus and Scorpius both groaned.

"Each!" McGonagall added.

"Each?" Albus, Scorpius and Draco echoed.

Harry snorted in amusement.

McGonagall continued, "And you will both be serving detentions. You were involved in a game that was very dangerous and from this day forth it will be banned. Do you understand?"

"Yes Professor," Albus said with a nod.

Scorpius nodded too, "Yes Professor," he said.

McGonagall gave them a stiff nod, "Then you are excused."

They both stood to leave, and Harry and Draco followed their sons from the office. In the corridor outside they stood awkwardly, awaiting more punishment from their parents.

"That game was dangerous, but James will be horrified to find out that you beat him," Harry said with a slight smile, "So please don't do anything that dangerous again, but by the same logic, write to James as soon as you can."

Albus grinned, "My pleasure, Father."

Draco shook his head, "And Scorpius, please try and stay out of trouble for the rest of the year. Being caught fighting and snogging your best friend isn't exactly a great example to set as Head Boy."

Harry hid his amused grin as Draco continued, "But whatever is going on between you and Albus, don't put an end to it because of me or your Mother. We love you regardless of anything, sexuality included. Love who you love, don't do the 'proper' thing or the pure-blood thing because you will only live to regret it."

Scorpius nodded and smiled weakly, "Thanks Dad."

Draco gave him a nod, "See you at Christmas Scorp."

Harry patted Albus on the back, "See you at Christmas Al. No more fighting in broom cupboards, snogging is allowed as long as you don't get caught. And if I get one more letter or firecall about gymnastics in the great hall this Halloween I will be grounding you for the whole of Christmas break."

Albus did a mock salute, "Yes sir, Head Auror Potter, sir!" he stamped his foot and stood in the position of a soldier.

Harry rolled his eyes and turned around, walking down the corridor with Draco.

"How the hell is he your son? He's nothing like you."

"Sometimes I wonder, but Ginny was just as out there and extravagant so I'm not that surprised," Harry said as they stepped onto the grand staircase, "That was good advice though, that you gave to Scorp."

"It was true," Draco said.

"You regret marrying Astoria?" Harry asked conversationally.

"Yes," Draco said, "I married her for status and for an heir, not out of love. You know that, I've never had the slightest amount of arousal concerning women. It was hard enough mustering the energy to make one child."

"I seem to remember you calling in the help of Theodore Nott to make that child," Harry grinned.

"You never had any trouble, you made three!" Draco exclaimed under his breath.

"Ah but Malfoy, therein lies the difference between gay and bisexual," Harry smirked, "I don't regret marrying Ginny, and I still love her. But I do sometimes miss our...well we can't call it a relationship, can we?"

"More like a post-war fling," Draco snorted.

"And now our sons are dating," Harry said with a shake of his head, "It must be in the Potter DNA. We seem to attract Malfoy's."

"You also all seem to be arrogant bastards," Draco said, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Maybe that's what attracts you to us," Harry teased.

"We really need to put a stop this incessant flirting now that our sons are dating," Draco said matter of factly.

"We should have stopped it after we got married," Harry pointed out.

"I'm not happily married, I can flirt without whoever I like. You should not flirt back, you actually love your wife," Draco joked.

Albus and Scorpius stood somewhat awkwardly in the corridor.

"Back to the slimy depths of the castle then," Albus said cheerfully, "By which I of course mean, the common room!"

He turned and began to walk towards the grand staircase, and Scorpius fell into step with him after a moment or two.

"Do you reckon your Dad and my Dad had a thing?" Scorpius asked curiously, "I mean my Dad is...well him and my Mum don't have that kind of relationship. I always got the feeling I was an only child for a reason."

"So what you are in fact asking me, is do I think our Dads fucked?" Albus asked matter of factly, "And the answer is yes. In fact I think they're probably still fucking."

Scorpius shook his head in disbelief, "No...that would be too weird...with us being friends and all..."

Albus grinned, "I'm joking Scorp, but yeah, I reckon that's happened."

"Which is probably why my Dad is so okay with this..." Scorpius said thoughtfully.

"Probably," Albus said calmly, "Just like my Mum has no choice to be okay with me being gay because otherwise she would be a total hypocrite. She's always known that my Uncle Charlie is gay and she was fine with it so she could hardly be against her own son being gay."

Scorpius nodded slowly, "This has been the weirdest night of my life."

"I've had weirder," Albus said, "Like that time I walked in on James and Lula Jordan doing it on the desk in the Charms classroom and they asked me to join in-"

"Yeah Al, I don't need to hear about that," Scorpius said, but he was smiling in amusement.

Albus shot his best friend, who could well become his boyfriend, a sheepish grin, "So, do you fancy finding a broom cupboard on the way down to the icy depths of hell? Sorry, common room, why do I always forget its name?"

Scorpius grinned back at his best friend, feeling brave for once in a while, "Lead the way."

THE END :)