*This chapters has characters I made up. My two first years from the previous chapter.
I am not allowed to lock Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy in a closet to see if hot gay sex will occur
Draco was more than mildly upset. When he got his hands on that slimy little first year, what was the kid's name, Kirk? Kale? No Kyle, Kyle Corkwood. The little ponce was going to feel Draco's full and painful wrath.
"How did I get stuck with you, Potter? Who did you piss off?" Draco asked scratchily once more pulling on the broom closet handle.
"Jonas Hemp. And as soon as we get out of here I'm going to bury the first year behind Hagrid's hut." Harry answered pulling his wand out to perform several unlocking charms. None of which worked.
"Jonas Hemp? Shouldn't Granger be in here, not you?" Draco asked wishing that had been the case. Draco could think of several things to do with the Head girl behind locked doors. Being with Potter, that was just creepy.
"I was the one that got him in trouble. In fact Jonas worships the ground Hermione walks on, a blind date with Moaning Mrytle was lenient to the expulsion he deserved." Harry explained setting back down.
"How long do you suppose we'll be in here?" Harry asked not remembering how long the first years had been locked away with their date.
"Don't know, not long if I have any say." Draco answered now resulting to assaulting the door with his right shoulder. "You know you could get off your arse, Potter and help."
Harry looked up at Draco, " I'm not busting my shoulder, I have a game tomorrow."
Draco smirked in irritation. "Against Syltherin, your services won't be needed. We will win before the quaffle is released."
"Whatever Malfoy, Slytherin hasn't won a game against Gryffindor in nine years. You sure as hell aren't going to win tomorrow." Harry argued arms folded in front.
Giving up on the locked door for the time being Draco leaned against a nearby wall, "Potter didn't I tell you, we have a secret weapon this year."
Harry wasn't believing such rubbish. "Secret weapon? I don't think so."
Not having anything better to do Draco really couldn't help but goad Harry's temper.
"Ya, See I'm going to bed Granger tonight. You and the weasel will be so distraught over the fact tomorrow you'll blow the game." Draco explained watching Harry's face for the braking point.
Harry pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation. He had to be imagining things. No way would Draco Malfoy even consider 'bedding' Hermione.
"I don't think so!" Harry threatened for good measure.
Draco just continued smirking leaning casually against the wall like he didn't have a care in the world.
"What I wonder is will it bother you more to know I got into those pristine knickers first or that the queen... mu...ugh!" Draco was slammed violent against the wall, his cheek pressing into the cold stone.
"Don't call her that!" Harry told Draco, his wand digging into the exposed flesh just above the collar.
It was at that moment the door flew open and a bright light flashed capturing them in what could be categorized as a comprising position.
Harry let go of Draco, who pushed off the wall, fury running deep within both boys' veins.
"I am going to kill those little rodents!" Harry yelled running after the two first year boys who had locked them in the broom closet hours ago.
"Not if I get there first, Potter!" Draco yelled at Harry's heels.
