Detention again

Chapter 1

Message from the writer:

This fanfic is loosely based on the "detention with Dumbledore" series by TheMischiefManagers (they are a great channel on YouTube and I suggest checking them out!)

This is set in early in Harrys 4th year at Hogwarts enjoy *:･ﾟ~(˘▾˘~)

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Harry had been at school a mere two days and had already wound up in a detention for fighting with Draco. So, on Wednesday night Harry made his way up to Dumbledore's office where he met Draco already waiting by the gargoyle. "Malfoy," the shorter boy spat, "You think I'm delighted to spend my evening with you?" the pale boy sneered as he looked him up and down, "we have a note." Harry took the scroll from the tall boy and unfurled it "Dear Mr Potter and Mr Malfoy, I am unable to attend this detention and so you will have to talk amongst yourselves, when you have both arrived, go to up to my office using the password 'cockroach clusters' then read the scroll on the stone table by the sofas - Prof Dumbledore" the dark-haired boy looked up from the letter "Well shall we?" He sighed, an evening with Draco alone is the last thing he wanted.

Harry mumbled 'Cockroach Clusters' as instructed before the boys ascended to the stairs. They walked over to a short stone table with two jars and a piece of parchment positioned neatly next to them. Draco picked up the parchment and read it aloud "Dear Mr Potter and Mr Malfoy, as you can tell from my previous note and my clear absence, I am not here, so you will play a game to pass the time," Draco looked at Harry with a face of dread before continuing, "the game is truth or dare and as you see on the table. Pick from a jar and complete the task - Prof Dumbledore Ps if you don't for fill the detention, there will be consequences " the blue-eyed boy slumped on the plush red sofa and picked a piece of parchment from the jar labelled 'truth'. "Well as we are stuck here 'What is your boggart and why?' Well..." Draco trailed off "it is my father," he snapped before crossing his arms before continuing "you must swear not to tell a soul," Harry nodded, "It's my father because... he uses the cruciatus curse on me when he is drunk or angry, my mother laughs and doesn't do anything to stop him... sometimes she joins in..." Harry felt a strange feeling in his stomach, it was pity. It took a moment for Harry to realise why he felt pity for Draco until he thought of his own parents and came to the conclusion that not having parents but knowing they would lay down their lives for you would be better than being tortured by them. "Your turn," Draco snapped in his usual cold tone. "Fine," Harry leaned to the dare jar and read out his task, "

"put an ice cube into your clothes and keep it for the remainder of the game," Harry was about to say 'but I don't have an ice cube' when one appeared on a silver dish, "well that was convenient," Harry remarked through gritted teeth.

The dark-haired slipped the ice down the back of his shirt letting out a squeal while it slid past the small of his back. Draco smirked while picking a dare "Let the oth- dammit Potter I can't concentrate with all of that squealing!" "Sorry! It's just so cold!" "Can you just suffer quieter please!" Draco was now struggling to keep in the giggles of seeing Harry in this state. "Let the other person tickle you for 10 seconds." Harry's eyes shot towards Draco with a large grin forming on his face before pouncing on Draco. "Potter, Potter NO!" the tall boy burst out into a fit of laughter Harry straddling on top of him, "Potter stop!" Draco rolled over, pushing Harry and himself onto the floor, Draco now on top of Harry, his legs straddled over Harry. "My how the tides have turned Potter," Draco whispered, "No! This is torture the ice cube is pressing into my back please Draco!" Harry whimpered "we are on first name basis then Potter?" "well... I guess?" "Oh, get up you look ridiculous on the floor like that" Draco said in an amused tone, "Your turn then." Harry let out a large sigh before being pulled to his feet by Draco and continuing with the game.

An hour had passed and the boys were much more comfortable around each other. "Give the other person a kiss on the body part of your choosing," Harry was blushing profusely now, he didn't know why, Harry should have been annoyed about kissing Draco, not embarrassed. "Well Harry?" Draco smirked while loosening his tie. "That was the first time you called me Harry," he said in amazement. "Well... yeah I guess because- well, we have spent an hour together in this clammy office," Draco said, shifting his glance all around the room, desperate not to look at the shorter boy, "Come on then, give us a kiss" Draco teased trying to regain his cold tone but finding it difficult. Harry leaned in to kiss Draco's cheek but at the same moment the blue-eyed boy turned his head and the kiss ended up being planted on his lips. The green-eyed boy hastily moved away not knowing what he felt. A deadly silence hit the room "I did mean to kiss your cheek..." Harry mumbled, his voice cracking. "Just shut up Potter!" Draco snapped whilst picking up his robe. "Draco! We haven't finished all the questions," He called after Draco but he was already halfway down the stairs.

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Aaah! That's it for this chapter! I hope you enjoyed, this is my first ever fanfiction so sorry if I crushed your ship with my awful writing,

Buh bye x