Stuck in Love

Summary: Hermione and Draco get stuck in a closet. Enough said.

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. I do not own these characters. I do not own these characters. I do not own these characters.

Chapter One:

The dungeons were dark and damp, moisture beading along the walls. A few of the Gryffindors made faces as they tried to avoid getting wet.

"I guess Snape decided to take that shower…" Ron Weasley whispered to his best friends, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger.

Hermione stifled a giggle as Harry grinned. "He must shake himself off like a dog…." The Boy-Who-Lived replied, causing Hermione to laugh out loud.

Some of the other Gryffindors snickered, hearing Ron and Harry's conversation. Everyone quickly quieted down as they entered Snape's classroom.

Professor Severus Snape stood in the middle of the classroom, water surrounding him up to his knees. "We've had a leak," He announced to the class. "Class is cancelled."

Cheers erupted in the classroom and everyone rushed for the doors.

"NOT so quickly!" Snape called out, making everyone stop in their tracks with a groan. "I need some volunteers to help clean up…" The greasy teacher glared at everyone, black eyes falling on Potter and his two best friends. "Ah, the infamous Potter trio. How nice of you to volunteer."

Harry, Ron and Hermione groaned and shared a look. Draco and his cronies, Goyle and Crabbe, snickered, earning them a glare from Snape.

"Malfoy, Goyle, Crabbe, how nice of YOU three to volunteer also."

Draco and his gang groaned as well, and both groups walked back into the classroom while the others rushed out before one of them could get picked.

"Wands please." Snape said, holding out his hand.

"What? Bloody hell man, how do you expect us to clean up?" Ron exclaimed.

"The old fashioned way. And that's 5 points from Gryffindor for swearing, Mr. Weasley. Now wands."

The six 7th years grumbled as they pulled their wands out of their robes and handed them to their Potions professor.

"Miss Granger and Mr. Malfoy can go get us some mops in the closet."

Hermione glared at Draco as she walked out of the classroom, Malfoy right behind her.

This sucks, Hermione thought as she made her way toward the closet. I'm stuck with Malfoy and his dumbass friend for God knows how long cleaning up a mess that would take us two seconds with our wands…

"You passed the closet, Granger." Malfoy said with a smirk, holding the closet door open.

Flustered, Hermione stormed over and inside, seeing four mops in the back of the closet. She grabbed two and handed them to Draco. "Here." She snapped as she grabbed the other two.

Draco turned to leave and banged straight into a wooden door. "What…? He murmured, turning the knob.

Professor Albus Dumbldore clucked his tongue and shook his head as he wiped off his hands. "I suppose I'll have to tell Snape about leaving that closet open…" He muttered, walking swiftly toward the dungeons.

"Professor! You're needed in the Great Hall!" A kid called from down the hallway.

Dumbledore looked at the kid then toward the dungeons. "Snape will have to wait…" He mumbled, turning and walking toward the Great Hall.

"Malfoy, open the door. This isn't funny." Hermione snarled, poking the boy with a broom.

"Watch it Granger. And I'm trying to open the door." Draco tried the knob again, but the door wouldn't budge.

Hermione's eyes went wide, realizing what was going on. "I must be dreaming. This isn't happening…" She repeated, closing her eyes and hoping that when she opened them, she would be back in her bed. But when she opened her eyes, she was still stuck in the closet with Draco Malfoy.

Malfoy leaned against the door, looking just as afraid as Hermione was. "Guess we're stuck here."

Hermione slid down the wall and groaned. "This. Sucks."

Draco sat down in front of the door. "You're telling me. I'm stuck with the genius Mudblood, who can't even get us out of a closet."

"Well I'm stuck with the genius ferret, who closed the damn door!" Hermione shot back, grabbing an empty bucket and throwing it at Draco.

It missed his head by a centimeter. "Hey, watch it!"

"Oh just shut up!"

"You shut up!"

Both let out a frustrated sigh and sat there in silence.

Someone find us! And soon!

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