Drarry one-shots (some are just random Harry Potter related one-shots)

8) Detention

"Wait,Wait,Wait!" Harry said putting his hands up. "Your telling me that my detention is to clean the toilets. Without magic?!"

Professor McGonagal nodded, "yes. Now hand me your wand Mr Potter."

"What?! No!" Harry was not going to be giving his wand away! The dark lord was after him for gods sake.

"Mr Potter. Give. Me. The. Wand."

"Why!" Harry proclaimed.

"Because!" McGonagal was not going to fight with a fifteen year old - who currently was acting like a two year old. "We can't have you not doing your detention right. Now, give."

Reluctantly Harry gave her his wand and made his way to the cupboard with all the cleaning supplies. Only to be shoved and locked in.

Oof. That hurt.

The door opened again and another person was shoved in. In the little amount of light Harry could only make out the lightness of the persons hair.

"Ugh." The person moaned. He studied Harry's face. "Great. It's Saint Potter."

Oh. Now Harry knew who it was. Draco Malfoy.

"I'm not so happy about this either." Harry said as he tried to open the door, only to realise it was locked. "Just what I needed." He muttered reaching for his wand only to realise McGonagal has it.

Harry turned to Malfoy, "you have your wand right?"

"Of course I have my wan- wait, what?!" Draco muttered checking his pockets, looking for his wand.

He cursed. "Nope. Not there."

Harry rammed his body against the door, he'd seen people do it in muggle movies and it worked for them, so technically it should work. Wrong. All it did was bruise Harry's arm.

"What is it?" Malfoy asked.

Harry sat down in front of the door nursing his arm. "Locked."

"What do you mean LOCKED?" Malfoy shouted.

"I mean that we're STUCK!" Harry shouted back, throwing his arms out. "Ouch." He muttered after wacking his bruised arm of the door. Again.

Malfoy seemed to hesitate before saying, "are you ok?"

That took Harry by surprise, "I- what did you say?"

"I said: are you ok?" He repeated.

"I- I mean I hit my arm off the door and it kinda hurts.."

Draco held out his hand. "Let me see it." He demanded.

"W-what?" Harry stumbled.

"Don't make me regret it."

Harry got up and walked his way over to him. Holding his left arm out.

Draco gave it a quick check before stating nothing was long, except the bruising but that would go away in a few days.

"Thanks." Harry muttered, just loud enough for him to hear.

"Hmm, what was that?" Draco said putting a hand to his ear, "will you repeat that?"

Harry sighed, "thank you Malfoy."

"Draco's fine."

"Thank you, Draco." Harry smiled. "Also," he added. "Call me Harry."

"Right. Harry." Draco grinned.

Suddenly the door opened to reveal a smiling Hermione and Pansy.

"God darn it!" Harry and Draco said simultaneously.