"YOU WEASLEYS ARE SO DEAD ONCE I GET OUT OF HERE!"

Fred and George mock-sighed dramatically and looked at each other, grinning.

"You really haven't learned, have you?" George asked, his smile nearly splitting open his face.

"That's only if you get out." Fred said.

"FRED! GEORGE! YOU MORONS! IF YOU'RE GOING TO LOCK DRACO MALFOY IN A CLOSET, FINE, BUT GOD DAMN IT, AT LEAST CHECK TO MAKE SURE THERE'S NO ONE IN THERE ALREADY BEFORE YOU THROW HIM IN!"

The twins paled. Was that..?

"YOU IDIOTS, ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME? I'M TELLING YOU, AS SOON AS I BUST THIS DOOR I AM GOING TO AVADA KEDAVRA YOUR ASSES TO PLUTO, AND I'M GOING TO DO AZKABAN WITH A SMILE ON MY FACE! I KILLED VOLDEMORT, DON'T THINK I'M NOT GOING TO FRY YOU!"

Yup.

They had only meant to lock Malfoy in for a few days, as means of revenge for insulting their family, but if Harry was locked in too...

"We're dead." George began panicking. "Oh no, what do we do, we've got the Boy Who Lived out to get us! Oh god no, I don't want to die this way!"

"Relax, George. They're locked in. And Malfoy hasn't got a wand." Fred pointed out.

A evil, blood-chilling whisper from the closet sent shivers running up their spine and the twins running.

"But I do."

Fred turned to look at George, his eyes questioning. "Shall we?..."

"Lead the way."

"PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE, HEEEELLLLLLPPPPPPPP UUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!"

And the two ran for their lives as a livid Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy destroyed the closet door.


"Do you think we're safe here?" George managed to whisper after the twins had found a suitable hiding place in another closet. It was a few minutes before his brother could answer, shaking too much from fright.

"Y-yea--"

"Not quite yet." The door opened and Draco Malfoy leered down at them, his eyes glinting with a malice too frightening for words.

"EEP!"

This time, the scream came from both twins.


They had tied up the twins and begun tickling them, but even that didn't reveal what the strange candy they had shoved down Draco's throat did.

"WHAT WAS THAT THING YOU PUT DOWN MY THROAT?" Draco demanded murderously, tickling Fred some more. He wanted to cut them apart with knives but Harry didn't let him...oh well.

"AHAHA--I--HAHAHA-WON'T---OH, PLEASE STOP--TELL!" Fred gasped out.

Draco turned to Harry, about to ask what to do next, when something overtook him.

Harry suddenly looked gorgeous, ebony hair ruffled sexily and emerald eyes with just a hint of confusion in them made Draco just want to pounce.

And he did.

"Malfoy, why are you looking at me like--mmrph!" Harry's sentence was cut off as one very lusty Draco Malfoy attacked his lips and neck with his own lips.

Behind them, Fred and George watched, their eyes widened almost comically in horror.


AN: After writing five fics in a row yesterday, I go to my stats today and find I have five new people who put me on their favorites list...(sighs)

This one is dedicated to Al-Behd-Rikku, the candy idea was formatted from her fic "Volunteered". Go check out her fics!

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