Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Harry Potter. Sigh. This is all J.K.R Rowlings

Okay! This is my first HP/DM story! I'm super nervous to post it so please review! It's going to be slash in future chapters!

Putting on his invisibility cloak, Harry Potter, climbed through the portrait hole and pulled out his Marauders Map. He quietly whispered "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good".

Searching the map for a specific dot, he let a smile take over his face when he found it. Taking off towards the fifth floor he quietly snuck through a secret passageway and pulled out his wand.

Seeing Draco patrolling the hallways, Harry let a small sad smile take over his face. Ever since Draco turned against his family and started to work with the Order to stop Voldemort, Harry built this grudging respect for him. He knew it wasn't easy to turn against everything you believed in, but Draco did it anyway and Harry thought that was amazing.

The only person who knew about his fascination with the blond was Hermione, and she knew how to keep a secret. Hermione always gave him a knowing look when she caught him starting at the blond or ever talking about him. Like she knew something that he didn't, and she probably did. Shaking himself from his musings he gave himself a mental push, and summoned his Gryffindor courage, Harry stepped closer to Draco and murmured , "Accio Draco Malfoy's Wand"


When Draco felt his wand fly out of his hand, panic set in and he looked wildly around the hall.

"Who's there?" He demanded, trying to put as much forcefulness in his tone as he could.

When he heard a chuckle as a reply, Draco got angry. Who did they think they were messing with him like this?

"When I found out who you are I will take so many points away from your house you will hardly believe it," Draco said letting a smug look take over his face and crossed his arms, "After that I will report you to Professor Snape who then will report you to Flinch who can do whatever he bloody pleases with you."


Harry wasn't able to hold back his laughs anymore, he took of his cloak and threw it in a corner and walked out of the shadows still quietly chuckling.

"Bloody hell, Malfoy!" Harry said, still laughing, "You should have seen your face!"

"Potty!" Draco spat angrily, "Give me my wand back! Now!"

"Tsk tsk, Malfoy. I would watch what you say. I do happen to have this," Harry said smugly while holding up Draco's wand.

Feeling his face flush in anger, Draco glared hatefully at Harry waiting for the boy to crack.

Harry raised his eyebrows and asked, "What? You think your 'evil glare' scares me? We're not first years any more, Malfoy. You'll have to do better than that."

Feeling his control snap, Draco stomped over to Harry leaving about a foot of space between them.

"You!" Draco said while jabbing Harry in the chest, "are the most annoying thing I have ever had the displeasure of knowing. I am surprised that you have friends with your 'I saved the world' attitude! Oh wait, your only friends are that Mudblood and the Weasels eh? They still haven't come to their sense yet have they? No surprise there, they aren't that bright. Actually-"

Malfoy was cut off when he felt the ground around him start to shake and portraits on the wall start to move. The look on Harry's face was full of anger and hate and it scared Draco.

"Don't ever talk about my friends like that, Malfoy," Harry said between clenched teeth, "You act like I asked to be 'The Savior'! That I wake up every morning and think 'Wow! I'm so glad I'm famous' because I can't go anywhere without getting hounded! So, next time when you think you know everything about me, why don't you ask me first?" He finished, breathing heavily and trying to get his powers under control.

Trying to mask his fear, Malfoy turned to the thing he did best. Being an arse.

"Well, well, well, Potty," Draco said mockingly, "looks like I hit a nerve. Why? You can't stand the adoration from your admiring fans? Or maybe it's because that Weasley chick finally dumped you! I heard its because you're a pansy. Is that true? Is our savior actually ga-"

Before he could finish, Harry had him pushed up against the wall with his forearm pressed menacingly against Malfoy's throat.

"Malfoy," Harry hissed, "I suggest you shut up before I do something that you and I will both regret. Okay?"

Malfoy gave him the iciest glare he could manage and stepped on Harry's foot. Hard.

"Ouch!" Harry said jumping back, "Why the bloody hell did you do that?"

"Why?" Malfoy screeched, "You were about to choke me to death! Just for calling you a pansy."

Harry's glare turned cold again and he lunged for Malfoy. The two boys rolled around on the floor kicking, scratching, and biting anything that they could until Flinch came.

"Well, what do we have here?" Flinch demanded.

Both boys froze at the voice and looked up at the shadow looming over them.

"Looks like you two will be coming with me to Dumbledore's office," He said while reaching down and grabbing both boys by their robes.


After going up the stairs to Dumbledore's office, Harry sat down in the chair farthest away from Malfoy. Harry dully noted that Professors Snape and McGonagall stood there both looking equally furious.

"Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy!" McGonagall said with her hands placed on her hips, "I expect better of you two. Especially it being your seventh year! You two could put aside your differences in order for some peace around here. We all need it and with your constant bickering we can't achieve that can we?"

"Calm down, Minnie," Dumbledore stated softly, "Boys will be boys."

"Yes," Snape sneered, "but, these boys have been fighting for almost seven years."

"True," Dumbledore said with his twinkling eyes, "but, I think I've finally thought of a solution."

Draco and Harry's heads snapped up at this.

"What can we do, Professor?" Harry asked.

"Suck up," Draco murmured under his breath.

Harry opened his mouth to snap back but Dumbledore beat him to it.

"Mister Malfoy, did you have something to say?"

Malfoy looked down at his feet and shook his head looking embarrassed.

"Ha-Ha!" Harry thought smugly.

Dumbledore looked at each boy and gave them a small smile, "Now, considering we have tried about everything we can to get you boys two get along. We have decided to try something a bit drastic."

Snape sneered at the boys and said, "You two will be locked in a house until you can learn to get along. No magic. If you guys need anything The Room will provide it for you, The Room will also know if you are ready to be released, so don't think you can outsmart it."

When Harry heard this he felt his whole body tense and stood up.

"What! No, no, no! I can't be locked in a room with him!" Harry said motioning to Draco.

Draco looked up and glared at Harry.

"You think I'm looking forward to this, Potty?"

Clenching his fists, Harry sat back down and glared at the wall to his left.

Draco looked up at Snape and asked, "When does this happen, Professor?"

Snape gave a small shrug of his shoulders and looked towards Dumbledore.

"Seeming as you two got in another fight it will happen right now," Dumbledore supplied helpfully, "You won't have to take anything, The Room will have it ready for you. Friends can visit you but, visits will be monitored by one of us three. Homework and textbooks will be sent to you and if you have questions on assignments there will be a button that you can press requesting the teacher's assistance. Any questions?" Both boys shook their heads and Dumbledore nodded happily, "Excellent. These two Professors will be taking you to your destination. I wish you the best of luck."

Snape walked towards the fireplace and threw some floo powder in.

"Well, are you two just planning on standing there? Get moving!"

Harry and Draco walked towards the fireplace and stepped in with the teachers behind them. The two boys last thought was

"This is going to be hell"

Okay! There it was? Tell me what you think. Should I continue it? Let me know please!

Thanks for reading! :D