Disclaimer: Don't own it. Duh.

Author's Note: This was written as a Secret Santa gift for Tabby Forever on the ADMM Fanfiction Board.

Trapped

"Oh Merlin. Oh dear Merlin."

"Min, calm down."

"Oh Merlin. Oh dear Merlin, help us."

"Min, breathe!"

"Oh. Dear. Merlin."

"Snap out of it!"

"I can't breathe."

"Yes, you can!"

"Breathe. Must breathe."

"Min, are you claustrophobic?"

"NO SHIT SHERLOCK!"

"Are you PMSing?"

"I HATE YOU!"

"I'll take that as a yes."

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!"

"What?! How is this my fault?!"

"You just had to explore this room! This room that is now LOCKED!"

"You didn't have to come with me!"

"What was I supposed to do?! We had a meeting with all the prefects in an hour, and you'd just get distracted by something shiny and forget!"

"Minnie, I think you are having an emotional breakdown."

"I AM NOT HAVING AN EMOTIONAL BREAKDOWN! I WILL HAVE AN EMOTIONAL BREAKDOWN WHEN I WANT TO HAVE AN EMOTIONAL BREAKDOWN, NOT WHEN YOU TELL ME TO HAVE AN EMOTIONAL BREAKDOWN!"

"Maybe you should consider therapy."

"Please don't make me kill you."

"We just need to think of a plan to get out of here."

"Um, NEWSLFLASH! The door is LOCKED! How do you propose we unlock it without our wands in a space that is approximately six feet wide?!"

"Er ... we believe in ourselves?"

"Oh, thank you SO much. That is an absolutely wonderful idea. Yeah, and if that doesn't work, we'll just call our magical leprechauns to help us!"

"You suffer from chronic sarcasm."

"What in the bloody hell are you talking about?"

"You use sarcasm to repress your inner feelings."

"Okay, you are losing it."

"Release your feelings."

"Albus..."

"FEEEEELINGS..."

"WILL YOU STOP PHSYCOANALYZING ME?!"

"How does that make you feel?"

"I'm going to break down the bloody door."

"See, now, if you had listened to me and not tried to break down the door with your shoulder, you wouldn't be in pain."

"Shut it, you git."

"Uh-oh, looks like Minnie's cranky..."

"You are this close to having my foot up your arse."

"Are you trying to seduce me?"

"I think I'm going insane."

"I got sunsh-y-y-y-yne, on a cloudy daaaaayyy...when it's COLD outsiiiiide, I got the month of may..."

"SHUT UP!"

"Why?"

"Because I really doubt you want your vocal cords ripped out."

"I have to pee."

"Tough luck."

"Miiiinie..."

"What do you want me to do about it?!"

"Unlock the door."

"I'm not even going to comment on that."

"Wanna play a game?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"I'm bored."

"Deal with it."

"You know, you aren't very fun."

"Thanks for sharing."

"And a bit rude."

"You're really annoying me."

"And very blunt."

"It's my specialty."

"And quite pretty."

"What?"

"Nothing."

"What did you say?"

"I said 'nothing.' "

"Before that!"

"I said, 'and you're very blunt.' "

"After that!"

"I said, 'nothing.' "

"In between 'nothing' and 'you're very blunt!' "

"I said you're pretty."

"Oh."

"Albus?"

"Yes?"

"You're pretty too."