Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything related - it all belongs to the amazing J.K.Rowling. I also do not own the game, characters, or rules of Clue - it all belongs to Parker Brothers. I do, however, own the idea of putting the two together ::audience rolls eyes:: Uhh, yea....

A/N: I've seen a couple of Clue stories, but I think mine's different from them. I hope, lol. I don't know if Draco's mean enough, cause I have a soft spot for him and might have made him too nice, so sorry if I did. This starts out slow, but bear with me...they'll get to the game by chapter 3, I like to lead up to the big parts, lol. Alright, enough author noting, on with the story....

Wizard's Clue
Chapter 1: Detention

Draco grudgingly trudged up the stairs from the Slytherin quarters in the lower dungeons and then down the dimly lit hall towards the Potions classroom. Along the way, he kicked a few stones in pure spite. How could Snape do this to him, his favorite student? Longbottom was bound to screw up the potion on his own anyway and Draco was only making the situation more entertaining by adding extra eyes of newts. Unfortunately, Snape had caught him in the act and immediately gave him detention. Not to mention he also was able to control the potion before it blew up and turned the entire class into giant purple toads. Draco smirked. He wouldn't have minded seeing Potter, Weasley, and the mudblood as giant toads. It would give him more to laugh at.

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Unfortunately for Harry, Ron, and Hermione, the sight of Malfoy dumbfounded that the Head of Slytherin house had given him detention was too much for them to handle. All the Gryffindors had burst into hysterics and smirks at the announcement of the detention, but quickly shut up when Snape had whirled around.

Do you think detention is a laughing matter?

Ron couldn't help an extra snort, nor Harry a smirk; and Hermione reprimanded both with a slap on their arms.

Ahh, so you do. Potter, Weasley, Granger: you can all join Mr. Malfoy at 7:00 tonight. Anyone else?

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This is so unfair, Ron huffed as they briskly made their way down to the dungeons, not wanting to be late. I mean, that's got to be the funniest thing to ever happen in Potions. Snape give Malfoy detention? Classic. Then he had to ruin the moment and throw detention at us.

Well, we wouldn't be going if you didn't have to snort in front of his face. This is Snape we're talking about, of course he'd punish us. And I didn't even do anything, Hermione complained.

Sensing Ron's retaliation, Harry stepped between the two and put an arm around each of their shoulders. It doesn't really matter guys. I think detention is worth the look on the ferret's face - absolute shock. Priceless.

Ron grinned while Hermione shrugged, still miffed about receiving detention.

At least you did something, piped up a slender redhead behind them. All I was trying to do was remove the eyelash from my eye, and Snape claimed I wasn't paying attention to his lecture and diagram on the board. I was trying to get the eyelash out so I could see the stupid diagram, but he wouldn't buy it. Slimy git.

Ron laughed. After four years with him, what do you expect, Gin? Snape to grovel at our feet, hanging onto every word we say? Fat chance.

Ginny glared at her brother's back. Shut up, Ron. You're not making the situation any better.

He turned around and stuck his tongue at his little sister, and then ducked and ran ahead laughing as Ginny attempted to punch him.

Ooh, is the Weasel scared of being punched by a girl? His little sister no less?

Ron stopped laughing and glared at Malfoy, who was walking towards them, his trademark smirk in place.

Screw off, Malfoy.

Draco shrugged and leaned against the wall outside of the classroom, his blonde hair hanging in his gray eyes. So you all thought it was funny to see me get detention, huh?

Harry grinned. Hell yea, it was the best thing that ever happened in Potions class. You should have seen your face: pure shock that your beloved Professor Snape gave you detention.

Draco narrowed his eyes. Yes, well, I was shocked. But I figured that Snape must have just had a bad day, and he'll realize the error he made as soon as I walk in. Then I'll be the one laughing at you.

Hermione snorted as she entered the classroom. Sure, whatever you say, Malfoy.

He hmphed as he followed the other Gryffindors. Snape hadn't arrived yet, as it wasn't quite 7:00. They all took seats, wondering what their task would be. At 7:00 on the dot, Snape abruptly came flying in, black cape billowing behind him. He took his seat at the front of the classroom and eyed his five students.

Well, welcome, he smirked. Due to various reasons, you will all be serving a detention tonight. The job I have chosen is large, but considering there are five of you, it shouldn't take too long, he said snidely.

He stood up and motioned for them to follow him. They exited the classroom and walked down the full length of the corridor before turning right into a darker, colder hall. Snape led them past a few empty classrooms before unlocking one and entering.

The classroom was lit by moonlight streaming in through the window and smelled very musty. Snape pointed his wand and a bunch of candles appeared and lit up the room. The young wizards and witches could see that the classroom was very dirty; dust adorned all the tables and dirt covered the floor. It looked like an antique Potions lab, with all the rusty cauldrons on the wall and long ago emptied jars on the shelves. The professor watched their reactions: Potter's grimace; Granger's curious scan of the room; both Weasleys' looks of horror; and Malfoy's of disgust. Boy, were they going to have fun.

Professor Dumbledore wishes to reopen this classroom to the students. As you can see, it is not in the best of shape or cleanliness. I want the five of you to make it suitable for learning - dust off the shelves and tables, clean out the storage closet, rid the cauldrons of their rust, mop the floors, etc. You are to use no magic; I have even taken the liberty of providing you with the cleaning supplies you will need, he told them, pointing to the corner of the room where several disinfectants, mops, rags, and buckets lay.

Unfortunately, I can't stay to watch you toil over your work, but I will be back by midnight to check up on you. I expect a decent job. Any questions?

The Gryffindors remained silent, mentally cursing Snape with all their might. Draco however, looked at them smugly before speaking to his teacher.

Professor, do I really have to do this?

Snape looked at him. Why yes, of course, Draco. Do you think this is some type of joke?

Draco's smug grin fell and he gasped. But, Professor, I'm...I'm your favorite student! You can't do this to me!

Draco, I don't think you realize to the full extent the amount of danger you put yourself and your fellow fifth years in. I hope this detention will teach you a lesson and knock some common sense into that blond head of yours.

With that said, Snape turned and left a dumbfounded Draco standing in the midst of the laughing Gryffindors.




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