A/N- ok, veryshortchapter. VERY short. But that's ok, because this one is a prelude to what you all KNOW you've been waiting for ;P. If you don't like slash, stop reading after this chapter. But you know you want to read it… :D

disclaimers. ugh.

Chapter 4- Brawl
Harry

Draco.

How perfect.

He came right into the Trophy Room. Too bad my foot was showing… I dislike being attacked by random bats. It's just not fun.

He looked to where Ron and Hermione were, still in hiding. He raised his eyebrows at them, at me…

Arrogant bastard.

I hate him.

I've grown more violent since Dumbledore's death. And I don't want to duel him- he probably knows more curses than I do.

So I plant my fist in his face. Then my other.

He slaps me.

I hit back

Draco

He hits me

And hits me

And hits me

And I hit him back

And then we go all at it. We're rolling on the floor, beating each other into a bloody oblivion. I can glimpse the Golden Boy's sidekicks, all invisibility cloaks dropped. Their mouths are open, agape, worried. Granger looks ready to cry, Weasley looks ready to hit me, and both look prepared to run and tattle on a teacher.

I hate them all.

And then something shudders through me…

A/N- told you it would be short. Sorry- the next one's probably going to even shorter is ashamed. However, I'm going to be… experimenting… a bit in the next one (and I TOTALLY don't mean sex. Yet ;D). in point of view and stuff…

Oh- and how'd you like the cliffhanger?