A/N: A quick fic before I'm fully asleep. Inspired from my dearest friend, she inspires me to do this fic. Enjoy dear friend, and you too of course! ^-^

Draco passed the hallway in the middle of the night. He was in the Inquisitorial Squad, so he must guard (since Filch somehow got tricked and he sprouted boils all over his face) to see neither all the students were awake and still wandering around the castle or everyone is asleep. Draco passed an empty classroom. He strode off until he heard a noise, not only one but two noises from the classroom he just passed by.

"Oh, don't—" the first noise or voice said.

"But, it's.. I want to touch it.." the other said. Draco glued his ears to the door, it was silent enough for Draco to hear them clearly.

"Can I.. play with it?" the second asked hopefully. Draco heard a table pushed, making a noise loud enough for anyone outside to hear. "Shhh!" the other said, shushing.

"Sorry.. This precious thing.." the second said as the first one just kept quite. "B-be gentle.." the first one finally said, Draco's eyes widened. He was scared something terrible happened inside the empty classroom in the middle of the night. "Can I stroke it?" the second said, the first one sighed, "Fine.. but be gentle.. and careful.." Draco tried to remember, he recognized that voice somewhere…

"Oh, Ron. Look how excited you are!" the first one said. Draco's eyes widened as wide as they could, they might pop out in a second or two, his mouth was opened to a big 'O'. He knew who was doing such terrible things at such time and such place. It was Harry, and Ron, Draco thought.

"Ron—you.. ah, hey!" then a loud bang was made. Draco planned to break in to the classroom and took pictures of them doing terrible things. Draco hasn't got any camera, so he's just going to hex them or something. Whatever, he thought.

He heard more noises coming from the classroom. "Ron, play with your own.. Mines.. well.." Harry said, his voice trailing off. Ron whimpered, "but yours is more fun to play with. Mines not as great as yours!" Ron seemed to be pleading to Harry. Draco counted from three to one, very slowly.

Three

Two

One…

BANG! Draco opened the door. "AHAA—" Draco paused. He didn't see any clothes on the ground, he didn't see any Harry or Ron hugging each other (or something like that), Draco stared.

"Draco?" Harry said as he stood up, putting his broomstick away. Ron stared at Draco. "What the hell are you doing in here?" Ron said as he dust himself off. Draco was flabbergasted, "I—I was just.. but you.. I.. " Draco didn't know what to said.

"What were you doing?" Draco finally gain control of himself. Harry and Ron looked at each other. Ron started first, "I was trying to ride Harry's new broomstick." He said, Harry nodded. "It's a Firebolt! Blimey, Harry! That is the coolest broomstick I've—" Harry rolled his eyes, "What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Harry said as he took his broomstick again. Draco stared in horror. "I. thought… you were. Having…" Draco couldn't finish his sentence as both Harry and Ron laughed, Draco's face turned scarlet, "I—I'm telling professor you were out at night!" Draco said trying to shush them from their hysterical laughter.

Finally, both Harry and Ron gain control, "Look, Malfoy, you can tell anything to anyone. But we are so telling on the others about your dirty mind!" and they both laughed again. Draco became scarlet again and murmured something which sounded like "s'not my fault…" and both Harry and Ron made their way back leaving Draco who was messing up his hair getting rid of bad images.

A/N: Oh yes, Draco and his dirty little mind :D heheh, R&R are greatly welcomed..