Author's note: Sorry, but I'm not sure if this will be slash. I wasn't really planning on it; though I don't really plan any of this, I just write what comes to mind. It might turn out to be slash, it might not. Oh, and I'd like to thank my friend Laura for making this fic possible. So, to my readers: I don't know what will happen, just keep reading and you'll find out.

Chapter 4: Stuck.

Ron's POV:

Oh my god, I'm scarred for life. Malfoy was just now getting his clothes on. Why did this have to happen when I was standing right here?

"Weasley, tell me you didn't see anything!" It was Malfoy, he was speaking to me as he pulled his shirt back over his head.

"Dammit Malfoy, what just happened?" I turned around and went and sat in one of the armchairs.

"It's not my fault!" He yelled at me as he sat in the other armchair. "It's this bloody hut!" He said as he smacked his head on the table.

I looked around, breakfast was soon and I was getting hungry. I saw Malfoy's trunk on the only bed.

"What do you think you're doing?" I asked him. "There's no way in hell your getting the only bed."

Malfoy looked up at me.

"And are you going to stop me?" He was smirking at me and he stood up ready to run. "Isn't that what you're used to at home? Your family probably can't afford a bed." Malfoy seemed very pleased with this insult.

Well, he won't be smiling when I get my hands on him. I was just thinking of a way around the table between us when Professor McGonagall entered.

Draco's POV:

Damn, how could this happen, Weasley saw me naked. This was going to haunt me for the rest of my life. Why did Weasley have to be standing right there?

"Weasley, tell me you didn't see anything!" I shouted at him as I put me shirt back on. Weasley went and sat in one of the oversized armchairs.

"Dammit Malfoy, what just happened?" Was his response.

"It's not my fault!" I yelled back at him as I sat in the other armchair. "It's this bloody hut!" I said as I smacked my head on that hideous table.

"What do you think you're doing? There's no way in hell you're getting the only bed."

I looked up to see Weasley looking at me like he was about to cry. He only wanted the bed because he didn't have one at home. This probably wasn't true but it made a good insult. I told him gust that and stood up just in case I'd have to fight. At this time Professor McGonagall came in.

"What do you boys think you are doing?" She was yelling like usual.

I turned to face her. "Alright Professor, when do I get out of here?"

"You don't. I came here to tell you two the rest of what will happen for your behaviour these last few weeks. I want no interruptions so I will answer all questions at the end of my explanation."

What an old bat, I thought as she started to speak again.

When she was finished I stared at her in disbelief.

So that was it, we were stuck here.

Author's note: Sorry for not explaining the details of what McGonagall said to the boys but Ron will explain in the next chapter.