It had now been a month since Harry and Draco's fight. Draco stopped going to bars every day, and Harry stopped staring at a wall. He had started to eat again, he smiled even though they were fake smiles they were still smiles.
Draco started working again. Blaise went back to working with Pansy. Draco assigned Astoria's missions. Even Hermione started working. Everything went back to normal. The only one who was doing nothing was Harry.
He had the same job as Astoria meaning Draco was also supposed to assign him work to do. And the ravenette had the suspicion that Draco was purposely not assigning him anything, but Harry didn't say anything.
Well, that was until the short man decided to get drunk at one of Pansy's monthly house parties. He had always been a lightweight so it only took two beers to get him hammered.
Everyone was at the party except for Draco but no one expected him to come. Harry was being a true social butterfly, he spoke to everyone even Theo. He was dancing, smiling, laughing, and overall having a good time.
Until he came to the second stage of being drunk. Sadness. Harry had three stages when he was drunk. The first one was him being an absolute party animal, then he would get all sad but that didn't last for long because the last stage was rage. That one was the worst.
Harry sat in the living room sobbing about Draco to a complete stranger until Hermione came and comforted him. "That's right Harry, let it all out," she said wrapping her arm around his shoulders while he soaked her blouse with tears.
"H-He's such an a-asshole," Harry sobbed repeatedly until he felt the rage coming. "God I hate him! He's so indecisive. First, he's making all these flirty jokes, then he had the nerve to kiss me back, then he cuddles me to sleep." He took a deep breath, "and then he can't admit his stupid feelings. Then he asks to cuddle again. Why is he such a toxic, indecisive idiot?"
Hermione's eyes were widened she didn't think a person's mood could change so quickly. She cleared her throat and said,
"Well Harry, maybe you two should talk it out, and find out what the issue is. I'm not saying get back together because you shouldn't and if you do I will slap both of you upside the head. But you do need to talk because he is your boss."
Harry had a rare smirk on his face that would make the devil himself proud. He nodded understanding what Hermione was saying.
Oh, I'll talk to him alright - he thought angrily as he walked over to Pansy, who was talking to Astoria. He tapped on her shoulder politely and asked,
"Can I use your phone?"
Pansy who was too drunk to care why he was asking, nodded and grabbed her phone from her pocket, and handed it to Harry.
The ravenette smiled, thanked her, and went to text Draco.
•
Bitch that thinks he's the boss (Draco)
Pancakes
Hi it's Harry
I just wanted to tell you to stop being such a petty asshole and get over what happened, so that I can actually do some work. Thanks very much appreciated•
He smirked at the message thinking that he actually did something, not knowing that he would regret it in the morning.
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