Disclaimer: Harry & Draco aren't mine. Just the "plot".
Rating: M, just in case.
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Warnings: Fluff, slash, swearing.
Summary: Draco and Harry get locked in a closet.
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"Nice going, Pothead!"
"Me? What did I do?"
"You got us locked in here, that's what."
"I did not!"
"Did too!"
"Malfoy, it was your stupid prank that went wrong."
"It was not stupid!"
"You baited me with Peeves, Malfoy. Peeves. As if I give a damn about him."
"At least it worked."
"No, it didn't."
"Yes, it did! You're in here now, aren't you? Locked in and all!"
"Notice the fact that you're in here, too. 'Locked in and all'."
"One minor mistake, I'll admit. But that was prioritarily Crabbe and Goyle's fault. What the hell were they doing, anyway?"
"Not entirely sure. I saw Crabbe's hand up Parkinson's skirt. Goyle must've been keeping watch."
"I think I'm going to be sick."
"Not on me, you don't."
"As if, Potter. I wouldn't give you the honour of having first class Malfoy puke on you. I'd rather use this bucket, here."
"I'd put that down if I were you."
"And why's that, Potter? Afraid of the little bucket, are we?"
"I'm just advising you."
"Woo! Look at the evil little bucket! It's gonna eat you! WOOH!"
"MALFOY!"
"What?"
"I'd take that bucket off your head if I were you."
"Why's that, Potter?"
"Because that's the bucket Filch uses to clean the toilets. And judging by the smell, I'd say he hasn't washed it since he last used it."
"OH MY GOD!"
"I'd rather you didn't throw it at me."
"MY HAIR! MY FANTASTIC GORGEOUS HAIR! RUINED!"
"Would you calm down?"
"I'M GOING TO SUE THAT MAN FOR ALL HE'S WORTH! DADDY WOULD NEVER –"
"Daddy?"
"Didn't mean to say that."
"Oh really?"
"…"
"Never had you pegged as the 'Daddy' kind there, Malfoy."
"Shut up."
"Getting to you now, am I?"
"Of course not, Potter."
"Well, I think I am."
"Well, I think you're not."
"How old are you, Malfoy?"
"Y'wot?"
"Very elegant. I asked you how old you are."
"Older thar you, that's for sure."
"When's your birthday?"
"30th October, only the best."
"HAH! I'M OLDER THAN YOU!"
"What!"
"My birthday's in June, sucker!"
"Damn. Why did you want to know, anyway?"
"Because you were acting like you were three. My God. I'm older than the infamous Draco Malfoy. This is brilliant."
"Nice day, isn't it?"
"Are you trying to take the focus off the fact that I'm older than you?"
"No, Potter."
"I think you are."
"I think I'm not."
"I think you are."
"I think I'm not"
"You know, for someone who's so determined to win, you're a very sore loser."
"Shut up, Potter."
"Whatever, Malfoy."
"…"
"…"
"…"
"Nice day, though, isn't it?"
"I wouldn't know. It's so damn dark in here."
"Was that a jibe at me, Potter?"
"So what if it was?"
"Well, if it was, it was a bit pathetic."
"Better than anything you've come up with."
"I resent that."
"You're so…"
"I'm so what, Potter?"
"Ugh, forget it."
"Too perfect for words, is it?"
"No. More that there isn't a word that describes your... foulness accurately enough."
"Bah."
"Yeah."
"…"
"…"
"Really is a nice day, though, isn't it?"
"What is your fixation with today, Malfoy?"
"Think about it."
"…"
"Well?"
"I'm thinking about it."
"And?"
"I got nothing."
"Oh, come on, Potter. Even you can't possibly be that dim."
"…"
"Still nothing?"
"Nope."
"Okay. What day are we today?"
"Um.. Tuesday."
"What date?"
"30th of Oct… Ohhh."
"Yes, ohhh."
"Well, what do I care?"
"It's called being polite, Potter. Didn't your parents ever teach you manners?"
"…"
"Woops."
"You're a dick."
"I'm sorry."
"You really are such a dick."
"Look, I forgot, alright?"
"Easy for some people to forget."
"I'm sorry!"
"And we were getting on so well."
"I know! Shameful."
"Yes, you are."
"No, I meant the fact that we were getting along."
"I know what you meant, Malfoy."
"Do you? Because I don't think you do."
"Shut up, Malfoy."
"Now, then. That's not very nice."
"Do I care?"
"I don't know. Do you?"
"No."
"I thought you'd say that."
"…"
"…"
"I'm cold."
"Me too."
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A bit odd, I know. I'm totally inspired though. I think I'm gonn do a chapter 2 straight way! D
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