In the Closet

Disclaimer – I do not own Harry Potter or anything else I do not own.

* Author * - This was a challenge from a friend. So this was for fun. This is (as most will say, although I wouldn’t think they would be like this) out of character and a bit AU so I basically discarded the sixth book. I loved it but the story wouldn’t work with it. But that is the fun of fan fiction, it doesn’t have to be in or out of character or even cannon. Other stories I am working on (not posted yet) are mostly cannon. Jk is the only one who really knows what the characters are like so I can’t say if they are in or out of character. It’s mostly lighthearted but even if you are in love with angst you might like it or not. Lol well I have the story finished although I still am working on some of the last few chapters. (Just not satisfied) This story has the total of Ten Chapters. I know the chapters are short but that’s just the way it ended up hope you enjoy it anyway. If you want me to keep posting let me know cause I don’t like to waste space. Thanks to my beta!


Chapter One
Welcome Back


“Welcome, yes welcome! For another year here at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!” A tall old man announced loudly above the still excited first year students that had just been sorted into their new houses. He was dressed in dark blue robes with long gray hair and a matching beard. His small specs hung on the tip of his long pointed hooked nose. He had soft features and eyes that sparkled with magic and love as he skimmed the great room filled with students he treasured so much. Some say he was crazy and some say he was brilliant. Perhaps he was a lot of both.

There sat in this great room, also known as the Great Hall were five long rectangular tables. Four of them belonged to the four different houses that dwelled in this castle. On one end of the room was the house of Hufflepuff. Next to the Hufflepuff table was the House of Ravenclaw. The next over was the famous House of Gryffindor. The forth table belonged to the infamous House of Slytherin. The later two of the four were the largest rivals of the school. The last table that resided in the front of the room belonged to the collection of professors that sat quiet and attentive to the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, as he spoke to the large magically enchanted cathedral ceiling room that was currently occupied with all the students that attended this magnificent boarding school of magic.

Soon the room quieted to listen to their Headmaster, all but two. At the very end of the Slytherin table were two people by the names of Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson that were talking quietly to each other.

“Did you see her? She looks so beautiful, don’t you think?” Pansy said as she glanced over to the table across from them. Pansy had long strait black hair with blues eyes that were locked onto a girl with brown curly hair with eyes that matched.

“Pans, look I’ve said this a million times. She’s not gay, nowhere even close. And she’s a mudblood remember? Besides she’s in love with the weasel.” Draco quietly told his friend. Draco had Pale blond hair that hung into his steel gray eyes.

“I know, I know! But I can look can’t I?” She replied as she exhaled.

“Not really people will find out about you if you do. So keep it down and discreet alright?” He whispered.

She hated it. She knew she couldn’t keep sneaking glances over at the brown haired Gryffindor. No one knew about Pansy and her sexual preference. They probably wouldn’t accept it or her. Pansy was just fine about no one other than her closet friends knowing. Her fiancé didn’t even know. Pansy was betrothed to Milton Greenberg. She was to marry him over that coming summer. She found him attractive, kind enough and he was incredibly intelligent. In fact he landed Head Boy. She just didn’t fancy men. Although he wasn’t much taller than her and he was considered a smallish guy. She could easily make him over to look very girly. He seemed very smitten with her and would do anything for her. ‘It’d work out’, she thought.

“Oh and try not to ogle her too much when you are visiting Milton in their heads common room, he might figure something out, he is smart enough to figure it out. Unless you want him to know.” Draco suggested.

“No I don’t want him to find out! I’m not telling him Draco.” Pansy said sternly.

“Drakie poo.”

“What!?” She asked genuinely confused.

“Don’t you mean Draakiepoo?” Draco laughed teasingly sucking in his bottom lip and bit lightly down on it as he muffled his laughter.

“Oh I hate you! That’s all I could come up with at the time! Will you ever let that go?” She huffed and crossed her arms.

“No, that was embarrassing.” He said still laughing.

“How do you think I feel? I don’t even like you that way.”

“Well if you didn’t feel the need to make yourself look like a boy hungry brainless hussy you wouldn’t run into situations like that.” He said with a shrug.

“Well it’s effective. No one knows the truth and if anyone would say the truth about me no one would believe them.”

“You two really should stop whispering over there before one of the teachers notice you aren’t listening to Dumbledore. We need all the points we can get and keep this year if we want to beat out Gryffindor at least one year we’re here, for real anyway.” Millicent Bulstrode whispered to the two causing a few other Slytherins to turn to look at them.

“Oh I was just telling Draco here about the great night of incredible sex Milton and I had the other night. You know catching up and all.” Pansy said matter of factly with a hint of airiness. Although it was a complete lie considering she was still a virgin, they both were.

The others turned their attention back towards the Headmaster for they were used to her talks of the subject in fact they expected to hear about her and Milton’s little encounter that night the next day and probably for the rest of the week. Millicent and Draco however kept looking at her.

“What?” She quietly mouthed with a shrug.

Draco and Millicent looked at each other, shook their heads and turned to look where everyone else in the Great Hall attention was just in time to hear Dumbledore welcome the feast. The room broke out in joyous gasps, excitement and applause.

After everyone had finished their meals and were all back in their own common rooms, Pansy thought it a perfect opportunity to head up to the head rooms to visit ‘Milton’.

“Draco would you mind accompanying me to Milton’s room?” Pansy asked as she stood up from the chair she had been sitting in.

Draco looked at her for a moment with a knowing look and debated if it were a good idea or not.

“Sure Pans. We can do our prefect duties afterwards.” He finally said.

After they had left their common room and headed down the corridors of the dungeons to head up to one of the towers Draco turned to Pansy.

“Pansy are you sure you want to go up there right now?”

“Yes Draco I am. I know what you’re thinking and I’ll be fine. I’ll behave I won’t stare and besides she might not even be there. She might be off with her mates. Or not, speaking of which...” Pansy nodded towards the subjects of their conversation.

Standing against the wall were Ronald Weasley, Ginny Weasley and Harry Potter. Harry had his arms wrapped around Ginny as he talked to Ron. Ginny was the first to see them approach. Harry and Ron didn’t notice them until Draco spoke.

“Well well well. What do we have here? What’s up Weasel? Potter? I see that you moved on from Choke Wank.” Draco said with his usual arrogant drawl making Ginny snort at his comment about Cho Chang. Causing Ron and Harry to look at her.

“Oh um sorry I had a bit of something in my throat I’d better get some water.” Ginny said quickly covering up her amusement of Draco’s comment. She quickly walked off.

“What do you want Malfoy?” Ron asked with annoyance.

“For the world to be free of poor filth and blood traitors like yourself weaselbe.” Malfoy sneered.

“Watch it Malfoy!” Harry said angrily stepping forward to defend his friend.

“Don’t get your knickers in a twist Potter. Come on Pans.” Malfoy said with dirty looks thrown towards each way before he and Pansy turned and headed down the hall.

Finally they reached the familiar portrait of The Knight Sir Galan.

“Sir is Milton Greenberg in?” Draco asked the usually drunken knight. Tonight however he was perfectly sober, most likely on orders from Dumbledore. He had been moved throughout the castle, results of his disobedience to formalities. How he landed the role of the Heads entrance they’d never know. Perhaps it was to give him responsibility and purpose.

“Yes the Head boy is in, just a moment.” The knight disappeared for an instant then came back. “He told me to tell you he’ll be here in a moment.”

They nodded and only waited for a couple of seconds before the portrait opened and reveled Milton standing on the other side.

“Hey Pansy! Draco. Come on in.” Milton held the portrait open while the two stepped in.

“Wow this place looks pretty nice if I do say so myself. Maybe I should have tried harder for the head boy position.” Draco said as he looked around the Heads common room. Just then Hermione Granger came out of her Head Girl bedroom. She froze momentarily when she saw Draco and Pansy standing in the middle of her new common room.

Both Draco and Pansy looked at her and forgot themselves for a moment as they found themselves slightly enchanted by her. But they quickly gathered their wits about them.

“Milton I’ll be back in a bit. I am going to visit Harry and Ron then go on my rounds.” Hermione said as she walked towards them.

“Um sure Hermione see you later.” Milton said to Hermione then turned to Pansy. “Behave Pansy.” Milton quietly warned. Pansy smirked.

“Oh, Hi Granger. Nice to see your hair is a bit more tame and you finally managed to learn how to use a brush.” Pansy mocked still smirking.

“Thanks Parkinson! And it’s nice to see you’ve slimed down now your face doesn’t resemble a pug so much anymore.” Hermione sweetly shot back as she walked past them. “Malfoy.” She acknowledged.

“Granger.” Malfoy returned before she headed out of the portrait and was gone.

“Pansy need I remind you that she is head Girl and can take points away even from prefects? So try to make an effort.” Milton scolded as he led them to the couch.

“Yes I know. I am sorry I will try.” Pansy said as she cuddled up to him on the couch.

“So what was that I overheard you say about us at the feast?” He asked teasingly with a raised eyebrow.





TBC...