Our Addiction || Draco Malfoy x Reader

an understanding

      We step into the library of the manor. Blaise sits in the corner next to Pansy. When did she get here?

"Hello boys," She says slyly. Her skirt raises high on her hips and Theo coughs loudly. She gives him a condensing look as she pulls it lower, reluctantly.

"Hey, Pans." Theo states, the first thing he's said since we left the ministry. His face wears a smirk seeing Pansy, but his eyes are dark.

She walks up to us and runs her hand along my arm until she hugs Theo. He hugs her back and she stares up at him with sympathy.

"Are you guys okay? Did you get the information?" She questions with hope in her voice.

"We got it." I answer for Theo. I only got a peak what was going on with Theo, until I had to disappear. His eyes were watery as he slipped a lust potion in her drink.

"Good," and then adds looking back at Blaise. "Good." Pansy says again, trying to convince herself.

Blaise sets the book back into the shelves. He avoids eye contact. I'm just happy he didn't have to be there.

"What do you say if we use some of the fire whiskey I stole from the kitchen?" She laughs. Her black hair looked freshly cut, at least two inches cut off. It sits nicely above her shoulders.

"You mean, my kitchen, and you don't have to steal it. Mother could careless anymore and Father won't be at the manor for the next week."

Her eyebrows raise, "Perfect." The word slurs off of her tongue, making me realize she already has been drinking. Her hair flips around her shoulders with her fingers wrapping around my wrist stringing me along. Blaise follows with Theo walking slow behind him.

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My version blurs around my room, Blaise sits sober at the corner off my room, the same book in hand.

"How was your Christmas, Draco?" Pansy says.  I sit on the cold floor. With my back pushed up against the wall with Pansy sitting on her feet.

Her eyelashes bat at me the same way as Y/n did, except she bites her lip right after. Her hand draws circles along her thigh and her tights drag along with her fingers, making a snapping sound every few seconds.

I cast a long look at her and then at Theo across the room. He holds another full bottle in his hand. My room's almost dark with the lights dimmed, I can barely make out anyone except Pansy's features, who sits close to me.

"The same as always, and how was yours?" I answer back dryly.

She swallows, "The same. Except for the fact we couldn't come here," Her face remanences, and she sighs. It reminded me of our talks. "I missed you."

"We all did, Pans." I lie. I knew Theo missed her. I have no idea if Blaise did. They never seemed close, but he didn't always hate her. Not until he became friends with Y/n.

"I don't want to know if they did. I want to hear you say you missed me,"

"How many drinks did you have?" I smirk, bringing the back of my hand to her forehead. Her face flushes with my touch.

"Not that much..." She laughs. It doesn't last long as her eyes drop to Theo. "Not as much as Theo... Do you think he'll be okay?"

Theo doesn't even recognize us talking about him. His eyes flicker around my bookshelves, if I couldn't see his face slightly moving every-time he takes in a different book I would think he's asleep.

"He'll be back to the same old Theo again, tomorrow."

"He kissed me last night. I was waiting in his room to talk, and he kissed me." She says. She doesn't look back at me and keeps her gaze on him. She cares about him, you can tell.