A/N – I'm back again! Yay! And with ideas! GO ME! Anywho… read and enjoy, people, read and enjoy… AND REVIEW! DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!

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Summary – What happens when our two favourite sexy gay guys (don't act like you didn't know that they were gay!) get locked up in a bunch of random places? Well… read on and SEE!

Locked Up

CHAPTER 4 – The Chamber of Secrets

"HELLO? CAN ANYONE HEAR US?" Draco shouted.

"Oh please… the only person who's going to hear us is Myrtle, and she won't do a thing… except maybe cry…" Harry muttered, "You may as well sit down and enjoy the time we have in here, Malfoy, cause we're gunna be here for a loooooooooong time…"

Draco stared at Harry. "Potter, you're lying, right?"

"Nope."

"But… isn't that… snake thingy in here?"

"If you're talking about the Basilisk, then you're an idiot, because I killed that in the second year… and we're now in sixth year, Malfoy… get with the times, man…" Harry said (A/N – Hehe, I always say that to my mum). Draco glared at Harry, but sighed in defeat and sat down on the ground. Harry snorted.

"What are you laughing at, Potter?" Draco asked. Harry just smirked and shook his head, watching as Draco tried to make himself comfortable.

"What is on this floor?" Draco asked. Harry coughed, and put his fist in his mouth. Draco looked in his direction.

"What?"

"Nothing." Harry's voice was muffled by his fist.

"No, seriously Potter, what?"

"…you're sitting on rat bones…"

Draco let out a girlish scream, and jumped up, glaring at Harry as he started rolling around on the floor laughing.

"You… screamed… like… girl!" Harry laughed.

"Shut up, Potter!" Draco snapped, "That never leaves this Chamber!"

Harry snorted. "Oh no. I'm going to tell everyone. At breakfast tomorrow, I'll make a big announcement."

Draco suddenly looked scared. "You won't, will you?"

"Well… there'll be a price, but I think I can keep it a secret…"

Draco sighed. "What do you want?"

"It's not a matter of what I want, Malfoy, it's a matter of who I want…"

"..Pansy? You can have her."

"What the fuck? No way! No guy would want Pansy!"

"So you're into the troll girls, are you? Want Millicent? You can have her, if you want…"

"Dude, I don't go for trolls… I'm more of the… ferret… type person…"

Draco stared in Harry's direction. "…you want me…"

"Yes."

"…to buy you a ferret?"

Harry blinked, and fell over. "What? No! I don't want a ferret, you idiot!"

"Oh… then what do you want?"

"…I said 'ferret type person', Malfoy. Think back to fourth year… what do you remember?"

"You entering that tournament for attention… saving all those people for attention… getting that egg from the dragon for attention…"

"What? I had to get that egg, you idiot! And I only saved all those people because I didn't know Dumbledore wouldn't let them die!"

"What, do you think he's a mad man, or something?"

"You never know! His eyes do sparkle weirdly!"

"That's true… he could be a serial killer…"

"Who would want to kill cereal?"

"…you're an idiot, Potter…"

"Only in front of you."

"Huh?"

"Oh yeah, didn't you know? I'm gay. You get special attention."

"I do?"

"Yes. You do. Nice robes, by the way, covered in rat guts."

Draco let out another shrill girlish scream. "They're not, are they!"

Harry snorted. "No. There are no rat guts around here."

"I hate you, Potter."

"Love you too, Malfoy."

"I'm gay too."

"What?"

"Nothing."

"No, you said something. What did you say?"

"I said 'I hate poo'."

"No you didn't!"

"Yes I did!"

"No, you didn't!"

"Did!"

"Not!"
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"Not! Ah fuck…"

Harry grinned. "I WIN! Now, what'd you say?"

"I said 'I'm gay too.'"

"No way! Really?"

"Yes…"

"You?"

"…do you know anyone else named Draco Malfoy?"

"Man… that's queer. You're gay."

"So are you!"

"Yeah, but jeez… you… at least you'd be able to suspect I was gay… I mean, the amount of times I've made out with Seamus…"

Draco's eyes flashed angrily. "What?"

"Nothing."

"Damn straight, nothing."

Draco took a step forward, but slipped on an ice cube, and fell forward onto Harry.

"Draco… never knew you felt that way about –"

Harry was cut off when Draco captured his lips in a kiss.

Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm kissing Harry… what do I do, what do I do, what do I do! Draco thought.

Oh… wow… Draco's kissing me… hahahaha… he's gay… oh wait… so am I… well… should I kiss him back? Man he looks uncomfortable… yeah, I'll kiss him back… Harry thought, and returned Draco's kiss.

They kissed for what seemed like ages (which was really only about two minutes) when a head poked down the entrance. "Mr. Harry Potter, sir, the greatest wizard ever, the Boy-Who-Lived, Dobby has rescued you!"

He was greeted by silence.

"Mr. Harry Potter, sir?" Dobby called. More silence. "Maybe Dobby has the wrong Chamber…"

Dobby's head disappeared, and the small house elf hurried out of Myrtle's bathroom.

A/N – So, what'd you think? Yeah, I know, I don't ever explain how they get in these places, but… what's the fun in that? Oh, and there's the HPDM I promised! DON'T KILL ME! And Lemo, your naked scene is coming up, I promise…

CtC

P.S – Wowza! I got this out on the same night as Chapter 3! GO ME!