And as if by magic, the foods suddenly filled up with plates. Harmony watched sullenly as fellow Hufflepuffs gorged themselves with whatever it was that they were presented with. Gross. Harmony tapped a knife irritably against her plate and scanned the table to see if there was any food that she would actually eat and... no, nope, nothing, nada, zip, zilch. Fucking goddamn stupid-heads, even the food was awful here. How hard would it be to ship some decent food over here instead of serving stupid shephards pies and kidney pies and spleens and gross things?

And then she saw it. The food that she had been craving for so long. Apparently Hufflypuff wasn't cool enough to have such delicious food at their table, but just two tables over she could make out that beautiful mouth-watering sight of... tacos. Yes. She wanted those tacos. She would get those tacos if it was the last thing she ever did. Dammit, tacos are awesome.

Harmony bolted out of her seat and strode towards the tabble with the tacos she had just laid eyes on. Her ten-inch heels clacked noisily as she strutted towards her destination, and all the boys whipped their heads around to gawk at her totally hot bod and she passed them. But she paid them no mind. She needed those fucking tacos, and nobody would distract her.

Finally, SHE WAS THERE. THERE WERE THE TACOS RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER. It was the most exciting thing ever. Oh god, tacos. Yes. Finally.

She was interrupted out of her thoughts by a loud gasp. "Harmony! What are you doing here?"

Harmony looked down at the person who had spoken, and oh, it was Harry Potter staring up at her. "I wanted some tacos."

"Oh. Ok. Here." Harry was about to hand over the plate of tacos, but was interrupted.

"Wait, NO!" The ugly red-head sitting next to Harry snatched the plate of tacos before Harmony could grab them. "I wanted these tacos! They're amazing! She can't have them, no matter how hot she is!"

"Ron, stop being ridiculous," huffed the brunette with stupid hair from across the table. "They're just tacos, and they make you fat."

"Take that back, bitch!"

Harry gasped. "Ron, that isn't how you talk to the love of your life!"

"My what?"

"I mean Hermione."

"Oh."

"Is there a problem here?" A handsome blonde boy had suddenly appeared beside Harmony.

Harry sighed dramatically. "It's nothing, Draco. Go away."

Draco raised an eyebrow, and then bodily lifted Harry up by the collar, dragging him to his feet. Harry gasped, and even Harmony was mildly impressed by his manly strength. Ron, on the other hand, was less than pleased.

"Hey, butt off Malfoy!" Ron screamed, jumping to his feet. "Stop hurting our friend!"

"Yeah, stop being such a meanie!" Hermione added, getting up as well. Since she was on the other side of the table, she had to crawl over the table to get to where all the action was, and in the process of doing so she accidentally squashed half the plate of tacos.

If looks could kill, Hermione would be killed. "Bitch, you did not just squash my tacos," Harmony said, her voice taking a deadly venomous quality. Everyone in the vicinity shivered in fear at the frightening sound of her voice. It was scary.

Hermione's eyes widened, but she didn't back down. "There's no need to be rude to me! Besides, house elves-"

Harmony's fist was aimed directly at Hermione's face, and if Ron hadn't stepped back during her follow-through Hermione would have a bloody nose. Unfortunately, Ron had been attempting to punch Malfoy the same time Harmony had been trying to punch Hermione, and in a tangle of flailing limbs Harmony, Ron, and Hermione all fell to the floor at the same time and all started shouting at each other.

Meanwhile, Draco was still holding Harry by his shirtfront, his face less than an inch away from Harry's. "You keep saying no, Potter, but I think you're lying."

Harry shivered. "Draco, please..."

"Please what?"

"N... Not here!" Harry gasped and Draco's other hand trailed down Harry's torso and played seductively with Harry's belt buckle. "Everyone can see..."

"But you love that, don't you?" Draco whispered, his voice velvet and so, so dangerously soft. "You love the spotlight, you would just love everyone seeing you like this, so needy for me."

Harry whimpered. "That... no! No, you're being mean."

"It turns you on when I'm mean, doesn't it?" Draco breathed against Harry's lips. "You love it when I..." his lips were so close "punish you."

Harry was positively trembling with lust. "I don't..."

But at that moment, ROn's leg kicked out as a result of Harmony punching him in the stomach, which caused both Harry and Draco to also stumble to the floor. Harry gasped, not only at the contact of his back hitting the solid ground, but the sensation of something else, just as hard and so much hotter, pressing into his hips. Above him, Draco was smirking wickedly, his eyes clouded with lust.

"Oh, Draco!" Harry gasped. "That's your-"

"Oi, stop it now!" said a Scottish voice from above. Everyone stopped mid-flail to look up at the person standing above them. "Everyone up now! Och aye! Come on, all of ye been causing a wee bit of a ruckus and it's disturbing them professor folks! Come on, up ye get! Aye, that's the spirit."

The five of them were ushered out of the Great Hall and into a small office.

"Righty now," said the Scottish man.

"Who are you, sir?" Hermione asked.

"My name's Montgomery Scott, and I'll be your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year. Och aye, you'll all be calling me Professor Scott. But now! We're all in a wee bit of trouble now! Causing fights on the first day in the middle of the Great Hall! Aye, I'm afraid this calls for detentions for all of you!"

Harry gasped. "But I'm Harry Potter!"

"Aye, I know who you are, lad. That doesn't stop me from giving you the punishment you deserve."

At that moment, Draco leaned over and whispered something in Harry's ear. Harmony couldn't hear everything he said, but she caught the words "punishment," "whip," "spank," and "come." Harry's face was violent red. Ron and Hermione were glaring at Draco, and Professor Scott mostly looked confused.

"Righty then chaps. I suppose supper is almost done now, so you kids might as well head off to your dormitories and get a good night's rest before your classes tomorrow, aye?"

Draco was the first to leave, but not before he shot Harry a scorching gaze. Harry was still bright red as he wobbled out of the room, with Ron and Hermione trailing after, grumbling quietly. Harmony sighed. "I just wanted a goddamn taco."

"Ah, Miss Riversong, lass, would you mind holding up for a sec?" Professor Scott asked before Harmony could make her escape. "I have something very important to discuss with you."