The Closet

By Starbo

Ron walked down one of the many hall ways in Howgarts, whistling a small tune as he bounced his books in his backpack to the rhythm. His breath became short for a moment and he had to stop whistling for a second to take a breath. When he did, he heard some grunts and moans in a room near him.

Wondering, Ron went up to the door, but didn't even need to put his hear against the door, the noises where that loud. There was some cursing and some more grunts before words were heard.

"Push harder!" a voice of a boy said, as though he was out of breath.

"I'm trying," another boy's voice panted.

At this point, Ron was very interested and when Hermione came walking by, he motioned her to be silent and listen to what was going on.

"It's too tight!" the second boy's voice said.

"You're acting like this is my fault!"

"Well, if you would-"

"Shut up, I'm trying!"

"Okay, look, this is getting us no where. Come on, let's take a brake, and we can try again."

" . . . Alright."

Ron took a second to look around him when he saw the hall was dead quiet and filled with professors and students, all listening to the questionable sounds from beyond the door. Ron was going to say something, but then the voices started up again.

"Man, this is more work than it's worth," Second Voice stated.

"Yeah, but I guess with practice you can get better."

"That's why it'll be better the next time."

"Ready to try again?"

"Sure, but this time, hold it like this."

"Like this?"

"Yeah, that's perfect!"

"Alright, on the count of three . . . One . . . Two . . . THREE!"

"AAAHHH!" the two voices said in unison.

"That's better," the first sighed. "Come on, let's get everything back in order."

After a few minutes of shuffling around and clanking noises, Ron heard foot steps cross the room. Not wanting to look like a pervert, Hermione tried to leave, but the students and professors were too packed in for a quit escape.

"Harry?" Ron asked, catching Hermione's attention. Sure enough, there was Harry. . . with Draco.

"Draco?!" she asked.

Draco and Harry looked around, half-bewildered, half-pissed.

"What's the matter?" Draco asked in his scowling tone. "Never heard someone put a closet back together?"

"A closet?" Ron asked.

"Yeah," Harry said shyly. "We broke Professor McGonagall's closet so we had to fix it."

Everyone else gave some moans of disappointment and went off to do whatever they were going to do before. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco waited until everyone was gone, and then Hermione asked, "How did you two brake the closet in the first place?"

Harry and Draco just looked at each other, grin and ran off holding hands to find another closet.

~ End ~