Hmmm, I seem to already be behind schedule for updating, and I just learned
I have to go out on Sunday, so I'm bumping finishing this fic up to Monday.
(sigh) I go out of town Tuesday. No computer access (at least, not enough
to write) So I HAVE to finish it by Monday. . . However . . . We shall see
how much I can force myself to do =p
Needless to say, both Draco and Harry had a hard time getting to sleep that night; they were worrying about what Hermione and Ron would do to them (because, of course, Hermione and Ron would do something, soon) and it is hard to sleep when you worry.
They sighed in unison. "We have to get some sleep," said Draco finally, "If they do anything, it can't be too bad, right? So lets get some sleep now."
Harry grinned. "You're just worried about not getting your beauty sleep," he said.
"Am not!" Draco retorted.
"Oh, but you are," Harry grinned again. "But you're right. If they do anything, we'll just have to find our way out. Let's get some sleep."
Still, it was a quite a while before they had both truly fallen asleep.
~~~
The next morning, tired, but amazed nothing had happened to them, Harry and Draco went down to breakfast.
"Hello, Hermione, Ron," Harry said, nodding, as he sat down. It was obvious he was pretty tired; he had turned to Ron and called him Hermione, and turned to Hermione and called her Ron.
"Tired, Harry?" Hermione said, smiling sweetly. "Although I can't imagine why in the world you'd be tired; there was absolutely no reason I could think of that would keep you up."
"Oh, shut up," groaned Harry, gulping down some orange juice.
"Well, we only have Charms today, and Astrology tonight," Draco said helpfully, "So we don't have to stay up too late tonight!" he added, grinning at Harry, who scowled a little.
"Charms first thing, at that!" grinned Ron. Harry shook his head, and then put it on the table and attempted to get some sleep.
Of course, had the mail not come then, he might of gotten to sleep, but, alas, everything was against Harry.
"I give up," He growled.
Hermione, Ron, and Draco all smiled at him. He groaned.
And then he brightened up some. "So, tell me, Hermione, what are you going to do to Draco and me?"
"I'm not telling," replied Hermione quickly, "And don't you go and ask that again, because I'm not telling!"
"Pwease?" Harry said, trying to flutter his eyelashes.
Hermione nearly choked on her breakfast as she burst out laughing. Draco sighed and shook his head, and Ron grinned.
Outside, the sun was shining, and Ron was particularly happy today; he had finally helped Hermione with an idea; she hadn't thought it up all on her own! Ok, so about 99 percent of it was her idea, but he had helped! And he was going to get to help again, after Charms.
~~~
Charms was the usual boring class, and Ron and Hermione could hardly sit still long enough to learn about whatever Professor Flitwick was trying to teach them.
"What's up with you two?" Draco asked, "You're practically jumping out of your seats."
"Just anxious to get out of class," Ron replied.
Harry sighed and noticed Flitwick glaring at them, so he took out a parchment, and, under the pretext of writing notes, wrote: ~Hey Draco, I think Hermione and Ron are going to try to get us after Charms. Be careful~
~Gee, like I haven't noticed. Ok~
And they attempted to pay attention, but simply couldn't as they began discussing new ways to get back at Hermione and Ron later.
~~~
~Hey Ron, are you ready?~ Hermione wrote, glancing around anxiously to make sure no one was watching; but everyone was paying attention to Professor Flitwick.
~Yeah. Ok, so we're going to Stun them while they're not looking and then carry them there, right?~
~Yeah. I'll take care of Draco, you get Harry, k?~
~Sure~
A moment later, they were let out of class. "Some lesson, eh?" Hermione said, casually pulling her wand slowly out of her pocket.
"Yeah, pretty cool," agreed Harry, "Although I don't understand the point of -"
Whatever Harry was going to say was lost to the world as he and Draco both fell, Stunned, to the ground.
"Quickly, now," Hermione whispered, and they picked up the bodies and RAN.
They got out to the Quidditch field in probably record time, and quickly dropped Harry and Draco in the supply room, and straightened it up some, making sure there was nothing that could be used to get out or anything. Then Hermione transfigured the windows to look like the wall.
"Ok, that takes care of everything, I think," Hermione said, glancing around. "You want to write the note?"
Ron nodded, and scribbled on a piece of parchment. He nodded to Hermione, and then asked, "So how do we wake them up and get out without them managing to get out before us?"
"Simple," said Hermione, "When we awake them, they'll be groggy for a few moments. We have to run out, and get the door locked before they realized what happened. Simple, no?"
Ron groaned.
"On the count of three then," she added, pulling out her wand again. "Enneverate!" she said, pointing to Draco, while Ron did the same to Harry.
Both of the boys opened their eyes slowly, and blinked a few times, trying to clear the fog in their heads. But Hermione and Ron were out and Hermione transfigured the door to look like a wall too before they were fully coherent.
Draco got up first and glanced around, paling a little. "I think they got back at us," he muttered.
Harry looked around too, "Whatever gave you that idea?" He noticed the note from Ron and opened it to read. "Ron left us a note . . . how nice.
" 'Dear Harry and Draco
Fair's fair, eh? Hope you guys enjoy this time alone!' " (That last sentence was in Hermione's writing before it went back to Ron's scrawl) " 'We'll be back for you in time for Astrology, but I do hope you guys are up to missing dinner and lunch.' " (Hermione's writing appeared again) " 'I've left you guys some food! Ron doesn't know what he's talking about!' "
Harry sighed. "It's signed, of course, by Hermione and Ron."
"Well, they got us, and good," sighed Draco. "I think we're pretty stuck in here."
"Where is 'here' anyway?" asked Harry. He and Draco glanced around again, this time noting the spare brooms, the Quidditch practice balls, and the like.
"Quidditch supply room," they said together, groaning.
~~~
Hermione and Ron grinned happily as they walked back to the castle. "So, do you think they'll manage to get out?" Ron asked.
"Not without their wands," Hermione replied, pocketing Harry's and Draco's wands. "Then again, if they're really resourceful, they'll attempt to break down the walls - which won't work, mind you, since the walls are protected with an unbreakable charm so that it's harder to steal stuff - but still."
"So there's no way they can get out," Ron summarized for her.
"Right." Hermione paused. "Well, actually, I suppose maybe the ceiling might not be protected by the unbreakable charm. If they could manage to get up to it, they could knock it out - they do have brooms, but the chances that they'll try that is very low."
"So they won't be back for awhile," Ron summarized again.
"Yup," agreed Hermione. "Let's go get some lunch."
~~~
While Hermione and Ron undoubtedly enjoyed whatever good food they were getting for lunch, Harry and Draco ate bread and candy.
"I'm sure this is the best meal I've ever had," Harry said, rolling his eyes, "And that's including the diet food my aunt made me have over the summer."
"You don't need to diet . . ." Draco pointed out.
"Yeah, but my cousin did, so my aunt figured making me do that too would help him." Harry grinned, "Not that I stuck to the diet; Hermione and Ron got me candy and stuff. I'm very grateful to them . . ." He paused, "Though not right now, since I'm stuck in a room without my wand for who knows how long."
Draco grinned, "Look at the bright side, Harry, at least I'm here!"
"I guess," Harry said. "But what should we do then?"
"I dunno. I have a feeling this is going to get boring really soon." Draco said, nodding.
"I bet." Harry looked around again, trying to find anything worth doing. "We could, ummm, I haven't a clue - maybe . . . oh, I don't know."
Draco also looked around. "If we get really bored, we can play Catch with the Quaffle. Or the Bludgers; that could be fun."
"Yeah, and if we get hurt there's no way to go for help," Harry said.
"Oh, right," agreed Draco.
And once again, there was silence.
After a minute or two, Harry said, "You know, aren't there chairs around here SOMEWHERE?" He shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "My feet are falling asleep, and the ground is a bit dirty for sitting on."
A quick search ensued of the small room, turning up with good results. There was indeed a chair in the room, but only one. Harry and Draco glanced at each other, and then both moved to be the one to sit in the chair. Harry got there first, and so, Draco, after pouting a minute, sat on his lap.
"Hey, don't sit like that or I won't be able to feel my legs," Harry half- complained, but he didn't really mind too much.
"That's ok," Draco replied, "You don't have anywhere to go anytime soon."
Harry glanced at the walls. There was lighting in the room, so it was hard to tell if it was dark out or not. He hoped it wasn't too late. Ron had written that they'd be let out in time for Astrology, but when you didn't know what time it was, it was hard to know whether to be relieved or angry.
While Harry was thinking all of this, Draco got quite bored, so he shifted around, and stuck his tongue down Harry's throat, for lack of better description. Harry didn't mind, of course.
~~~
In fact, it wasn't very late yet; Hermione and Ron had finished lunch not more than thirty minutes ago, and they were in the common room now. Hermione was reading a book and talking with some 7th years. Ron was playing wizards chess with anyone, and winning every game.
"I wonder," he said in between games, "D'you suppose this means we've won?"
"Hard to tell, but speaking of winning," Hermione replied, "When do I get my ten galleons?"
Ron grumbled and said, "You haven't won until Sunday. You know it as well as I do."
Hermione sighed. "You never give up, do you?"
At this, Ron had to grin. "My mum says I'm more stubborn than a donkey and a mule combined."
With a raised eyebrow, Hermione informed Ron, "That's not something to be proud of, really."
~~~
Harry and Draco were still in a deep kiss a few minutes later. As Draco would put it, oxygen is such a trivial thing. You spend so much time in your life breathing; it can't be that bad to stop for a little bit.
Too bad life didn't agree with his logic, and Harry and Draco were forced to break apart after a few minutes.
"Well, it's something to do," Draco said.
"No kidding," replied Harry, leaning forward to kiss Draco again. Just as he was about to slip his tongue in between Draco's slightly parted lips, he stopped for a minute, and looked around.
"What is it?" asked Draco, a bit impatiently.
"Do you . . . do you suppose Hermione set up any recording devices in this room?" Harry said, "I mean . . . . think about it . . . she locks us up, and what else would she expect us to do? I wouldn't be surprised if she did!"
Draco groaned, "You sound like Hermione going on like that! Right now, I don't give a damn if she has done that or not." And to prove his point, he began kissing Harry again, his hands wandering freely.
~~~
It was after they took a break for dinner (not because they knew what time it was, but because they were hungry) that Harry and Draco heard voices. Two of them. And none other than Hermione and Ron, of course.
Well, they did hear them, but they paid them no mind, because they were busily snogging each other again. Hermione opened the door to find Draco with his hands in Harry's pants.
"You two are horrible!" she said.
Draco and Harry stopped, and looked at her.
"Wait," said Draco, "You lock us in a tiny room all day, give us nothing but bread, candy, and water to eat and drink, leave us no form of entertainment except each other, and us entertaining each other is horrible?"
Hermione paused. "Well, yes."
Draco and Harry sighed in unison, something they were getting pretty good at doing.
This was going to be a looooooooooong night.
And Harry was still tired.
~~~
"Aren't we so lucky?" sighed Harry as the four of them made their way to the common room after Astrology so they could get some much needed sleep (especially Harry and Draco, since they wasted all of their energy snogging). "Only three classes tomorrow."
"Yeah, but then only two on Friday," said Ron helpfully. After the initial anger at being stuck in a room all day, Harry and Draco had, of course, forgiven Ron and Hermione, since it was war, after all. Although Draco had long lost track of the score.
"Arithmancy and Potions," replied Harry, "That's pretty bad, just for two classes."
"Well," added Hermione, "We have Arithmancy and Divination and Herbology tomorrow, so it's not too much better for you. Although I happen to like Arithmancy. It's really quite easy compared to the calculus class I took. That wasn't TOO hard either, come to think of it."
"Hermione?" Ron asked.
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
They entered the common room, which was, of course empty except for those who had been at Astrology with them, and those people quickly drifted off to bed.
"We will get you back, you know," Harry said, trying to sound some what threatening, but didn't accomplish much as he yawned in the middle of the sentence.
"Sure you will," said Hermione, laughing, "But I think you need a little sleep now."
"Yeah . . .sleep is good," Harry agreed, yawning again. "See you in the morning, Hermione."
"Night Harry. Night Draco. Night Ron," Hermione replied, smiling, and then turning to go to her dormitory.
"Just watch," said Harry, "We'll get you."
Ron laughed, much like Hermione. "After you've slept for a good day or two."
The comment was lost on Harry who, upon arriving up at their room, had simply lain down on his bed and fallen asleep.
"See, the thing is," Draco grinned to Ron, "Harry doesn't realize that's my bed he's on. Night." He crawled onto his bed next to Harry.
Ron nodded. "Night."
And they all slept peacefully, dreaming dreams of what to do in the morning and . . . other stuff.
^_^
Needless to say, both Draco and Harry had a hard time getting to sleep that night; they were worrying about what Hermione and Ron would do to them (because, of course, Hermione and Ron would do something, soon) and it is hard to sleep when you worry.
They sighed in unison. "We have to get some sleep," said Draco finally, "If they do anything, it can't be too bad, right? So lets get some sleep now."
Harry grinned. "You're just worried about not getting your beauty sleep," he said.
"Am not!" Draco retorted.
"Oh, but you are," Harry grinned again. "But you're right. If they do anything, we'll just have to find our way out. Let's get some sleep."
Still, it was a quite a while before they had both truly fallen asleep.
~~~
The next morning, tired, but amazed nothing had happened to them, Harry and Draco went down to breakfast.
"Hello, Hermione, Ron," Harry said, nodding, as he sat down. It was obvious he was pretty tired; he had turned to Ron and called him Hermione, and turned to Hermione and called her Ron.
"Tired, Harry?" Hermione said, smiling sweetly. "Although I can't imagine why in the world you'd be tired; there was absolutely no reason I could think of that would keep you up."
"Oh, shut up," groaned Harry, gulping down some orange juice.
"Well, we only have Charms today, and Astrology tonight," Draco said helpfully, "So we don't have to stay up too late tonight!" he added, grinning at Harry, who scowled a little.
"Charms first thing, at that!" grinned Ron. Harry shook his head, and then put it on the table and attempted to get some sleep.
Of course, had the mail not come then, he might of gotten to sleep, but, alas, everything was against Harry.
"I give up," He growled.
Hermione, Ron, and Draco all smiled at him. He groaned.
And then he brightened up some. "So, tell me, Hermione, what are you going to do to Draco and me?"
"I'm not telling," replied Hermione quickly, "And don't you go and ask that again, because I'm not telling!"
"Pwease?" Harry said, trying to flutter his eyelashes.
Hermione nearly choked on her breakfast as she burst out laughing. Draco sighed and shook his head, and Ron grinned.
Outside, the sun was shining, and Ron was particularly happy today; he had finally helped Hermione with an idea; she hadn't thought it up all on her own! Ok, so about 99 percent of it was her idea, but he had helped! And he was going to get to help again, after Charms.
~~~
Charms was the usual boring class, and Ron and Hermione could hardly sit still long enough to learn about whatever Professor Flitwick was trying to teach them.
"What's up with you two?" Draco asked, "You're practically jumping out of your seats."
"Just anxious to get out of class," Ron replied.
Harry sighed and noticed Flitwick glaring at them, so he took out a parchment, and, under the pretext of writing notes, wrote: ~Hey Draco, I think Hermione and Ron are going to try to get us after Charms. Be careful~
~Gee, like I haven't noticed. Ok~
And they attempted to pay attention, but simply couldn't as they began discussing new ways to get back at Hermione and Ron later.
~~~
~Hey Ron, are you ready?~ Hermione wrote, glancing around anxiously to make sure no one was watching; but everyone was paying attention to Professor Flitwick.
~Yeah. Ok, so we're going to Stun them while they're not looking and then carry them there, right?~
~Yeah. I'll take care of Draco, you get Harry, k?~
~Sure~
A moment later, they were let out of class. "Some lesson, eh?" Hermione said, casually pulling her wand slowly out of her pocket.
"Yeah, pretty cool," agreed Harry, "Although I don't understand the point of -"
Whatever Harry was going to say was lost to the world as he and Draco both fell, Stunned, to the ground.
"Quickly, now," Hermione whispered, and they picked up the bodies and RAN.
They got out to the Quidditch field in probably record time, and quickly dropped Harry and Draco in the supply room, and straightened it up some, making sure there was nothing that could be used to get out or anything. Then Hermione transfigured the windows to look like the wall.
"Ok, that takes care of everything, I think," Hermione said, glancing around. "You want to write the note?"
Ron nodded, and scribbled on a piece of parchment. He nodded to Hermione, and then asked, "So how do we wake them up and get out without them managing to get out before us?"
"Simple," said Hermione, "When we awake them, they'll be groggy for a few moments. We have to run out, and get the door locked before they realized what happened. Simple, no?"
Ron groaned.
"On the count of three then," she added, pulling out her wand again. "Enneverate!" she said, pointing to Draco, while Ron did the same to Harry.
Both of the boys opened their eyes slowly, and blinked a few times, trying to clear the fog in their heads. But Hermione and Ron were out and Hermione transfigured the door to look like a wall too before they were fully coherent.
Draco got up first and glanced around, paling a little. "I think they got back at us," he muttered.
Harry looked around too, "Whatever gave you that idea?" He noticed the note from Ron and opened it to read. "Ron left us a note . . . how nice.
" 'Dear Harry and Draco
Fair's fair, eh? Hope you guys enjoy this time alone!' " (That last sentence was in Hermione's writing before it went back to Ron's scrawl) " 'We'll be back for you in time for Astrology, but I do hope you guys are up to missing dinner and lunch.' " (Hermione's writing appeared again) " 'I've left you guys some food! Ron doesn't know what he's talking about!' "
Harry sighed. "It's signed, of course, by Hermione and Ron."
"Well, they got us, and good," sighed Draco. "I think we're pretty stuck in here."
"Where is 'here' anyway?" asked Harry. He and Draco glanced around again, this time noting the spare brooms, the Quidditch practice balls, and the like.
"Quidditch supply room," they said together, groaning.
~~~
Hermione and Ron grinned happily as they walked back to the castle. "So, do you think they'll manage to get out?" Ron asked.
"Not without their wands," Hermione replied, pocketing Harry's and Draco's wands. "Then again, if they're really resourceful, they'll attempt to break down the walls - which won't work, mind you, since the walls are protected with an unbreakable charm so that it's harder to steal stuff - but still."
"So there's no way they can get out," Ron summarized for her.
"Right." Hermione paused. "Well, actually, I suppose maybe the ceiling might not be protected by the unbreakable charm. If they could manage to get up to it, they could knock it out - they do have brooms, but the chances that they'll try that is very low."
"So they won't be back for awhile," Ron summarized again.
"Yup," agreed Hermione. "Let's go get some lunch."
~~~
While Hermione and Ron undoubtedly enjoyed whatever good food they were getting for lunch, Harry and Draco ate bread and candy.
"I'm sure this is the best meal I've ever had," Harry said, rolling his eyes, "And that's including the diet food my aunt made me have over the summer."
"You don't need to diet . . ." Draco pointed out.
"Yeah, but my cousin did, so my aunt figured making me do that too would help him." Harry grinned, "Not that I stuck to the diet; Hermione and Ron got me candy and stuff. I'm very grateful to them . . ." He paused, "Though not right now, since I'm stuck in a room without my wand for who knows how long."
Draco grinned, "Look at the bright side, Harry, at least I'm here!"
"I guess," Harry said. "But what should we do then?"
"I dunno. I have a feeling this is going to get boring really soon." Draco said, nodding.
"I bet." Harry looked around again, trying to find anything worth doing. "We could, ummm, I haven't a clue - maybe . . . oh, I don't know."
Draco also looked around. "If we get really bored, we can play Catch with the Quaffle. Or the Bludgers; that could be fun."
"Yeah, and if we get hurt there's no way to go for help," Harry said.
"Oh, right," agreed Draco.
And once again, there was silence.
After a minute or two, Harry said, "You know, aren't there chairs around here SOMEWHERE?" He shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "My feet are falling asleep, and the ground is a bit dirty for sitting on."
A quick search ensued of the small room, turning up with good results. There was indeed a chair in the room, but only one. Harry and Draco glanced at each other, and then both moved to be the one to sit in the chair. Harry got there first, and so, Draco, after pouting a minute, sat on his lap.
"Hey, don't sit like that or I won't be able to feel my legs," Harry half- complained, but he didn't really mind too much.
"That's ok," Draco replied, "You don't have anywhere to go anytime soon."
Harry glanced at the walls. There was lighting in the room, so it was hard to tell if it was dark out or not. He hoped it wasn't too late. Ron had written that they'd be let out in time for Astrology, but when you didn't know what time it was, it was hard to know whether to be relieved or angry.
While Harry was thinking all of this, Draco got quite bored, so he shifted around, and stuck his tongue down Harry's throat, for lack of better description. Harry didn't mind, of course.
~~~
In fact, it wasn't very late yet; Hermione and Ron had finished lunch not more than thirty minutes ago, and they were in the common room now. Hermione was reading a book and talking with some 7th years. Ron was playing wizards chess with anyone, and winning every game.
"I wonder," he said in between games, "D'you suppose this means we've won?"
"Hard to tell, but speaking of winning," Hermione replied, "When do I get my ten galleons?"
Ron grumbled and said, "You haven't won until Sunday. You know it as well as I do."
Hermione sighed. "You never give up, do you?"
At this, Ron had to grin. "My mum says I'm more stubborn than a donkey and a mule combined."
With a raised eyebrow, Hermione informed Ron, "That's not something to be proud of, really."
~~~
Harry and Draco were still in a deep kiss a few minutes later. As Draco would put it, oxygen is such a trivial thing. You spend so much time in your life breathing; it can't be that bad to stop for a little bit.
Too bad life didn't agree with his logic, and Harry and Draco were forced to break apart after a few minutes.
"Well, it's something to do," Draco said.
"No kidding," replied Harry, leaning forward to kiss Draco again. Just as he was about to slip his tongue in between Draco's slightly parted lips, he stopped for a minute, and looked around.
"What is it?" asked Draco, a bit impatiently.
"Do you . . . do you suppose Hermione set up any recording devices in this room?" Harry said, "I mean . . . . think about it . . . she locks us up, and what else would she expect us to do? I wouldn't be surprised if she did!"
Draco groaned, "You sound like Hermione going on like that! Right now, I don't give a damn if she has done that or not." And to prove his point, he began kissing Harry again, his hands wandering freely.
~~~
It was after they took a break for dinner (not because they knew what time it was, but because they were hungry) that Harry and Draco heard voices. Two of them. And none other than Hermione and Ron, of course.
Well, they did hear them, but they paid them no mind, because they were busily snogging each other again. Hermione opened the door to find Draco with his hands in Harry's pants.
"You two are horrible!" she said.
Draco and Harry stopped, and looked at her.
"Wait," said Draco, "You lock us in a tiny room all day, give us nothing but bread, candy, and water to eat and drink, leave us no form of entertainment except each other, and us entertaining each other is horrible?"
Hermione paused. "Well, yes."
Draco and Harry sighed in unison, something they were getting pretty good at doing.
This was going to be a looooooooooong night.
And Harry was still tired.
~~~
"Aren't we so lucky?" sighed Harry as the four of them made their way to the common room after Astrology so they could get some much needed sleep (especially Harry and Draco, since they wasted all of their energy snogging). "Only three classes tomorrow."
"Yeah, but then only two on Friday," said Ron helpfully. After the initial anger at being stuck in a room all day, Harry and Draco had, of course, forgiven Ron and Hermione, since it was war, after all. Although Draco had long lost track of the score.
"Arithmancy and Potions," replied Harry, "That's pretty bad, just for two classes."
"Well," added Hermione, "We have Arithmancy and Divination and Herbology tomorrow, so it's not too much better for you. Although I happen to like Arithmancy. It's really quite easy compared to the calculus class I took. That wasn't TOO hard either, come to think of it."
"Hermione?" Ron asked.
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
They entered the common room, which was, of course empty except for those who had been at Astrology with them, and those people quickly drifted off to bed.
"We will get you back, you know," Harry said, trying to sound some what threatening, but didn't accomplish much as he yawned in the middle of the sentence.
"Sure you will," said Hermione, laughing, "But I think you need a little sleep now."
"Yeah . . .sleep is good," Harry agreed, yawning again. "See you in the morning, Hermione."
"Night Harry. Night Draco. Night Ron," Hermione replied, smiling, and then turning to go to her dormitory.
"Just watch," said Harry, "We'll get you."
Ron laughed, much like Hermione. "After you've slept for a good day or two."
The comment was lost on Harry who, upon arriving up at their room, had simply lain down on his bed and fallen asleep.
"See, the thing is," Draco grinned to Ron, "Harry doesn't realize that's my bed he's on. Night." He crawled onto his bed next to Harry.
Ron nodded. "Night."
And they all slept peacefully, dreaming dreams of what to do in the morning and . . . other stuff.
^_^