Slytherins with benefits

Impaired reactions

Draco Pov

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I was standing in the transfiguration tower, looking down at the yard below me, it was so cold the past couple of days and I was dreading playing my game against Ravenclaw tonight, not because I was scared we wouldn't win. But I was greened out and freezing, my hand shook as I held the joint, I knew I would never forgive myself if I dropped it. It was nice up here, and even though every time I came up here to smoke, I wished I had a jacket, I appreciated the cold on my way back, and when I was jus sitting there thinking. I smoked a whole joint alone and then lit this one, I was so stressed out about them letting Blaise back on the team and having to spend time with him, Merlin he drives me insane.

At least he wouldn't be out in the stands with Y/n who was probably already in her seat waiting for my to come out and play, it was endearing that she wanted to watch, but it made me even more angry when playing, I didn't want to look weak in front of her. The last time we had lost a game, she was sweet and offered her affection and apologizes for us losing, and that just pissed me off. I had fifteen minutes max before I had to leave to head back there, I pulled a flask out of my pocket and unscrewed the lid, letting whiskey flow into my mouth and right down my throat. It warmed me up right away, and with that I headed down the stairs to make my way to the game.

I was never worried about drinking or smoking before a game, I'd done it before with no consequences, and didn't feel any different this time, I just never told Y/n when I was going to do it, I know it makes her nervous, and by the time the game was done and I had played for a couple hours I felt sobered up. When I walked into the change room and started getting undressed, I found it hard to stand right, so I took a moment so sit down and just close my eyes, I knew I had smoked a little too much but I would fine. "Hey Malfoy! You and me again man!" Blaise calls as he walks over, I don't answer, why did he feel the need to act so buddy-buddy with everyone? He should by now that I don't like him. "What? Are you meditating or some shit?" He asks, laughing, I don't answer him still, my head kind of hurt.

I felt really overwhelmed with all the noise in here, and having to listen to his fake banter. I squeezed my eyes shut tighter and ran my hands through his hair, I could feel my neck pulsing and thumping, my entire body felt numb and like it was waving. I tried to shut him out, I couldn't possibly get on a broom like this, my body hurt.

"Did your girlfriend teach you that? Guys have you noticed how different Malfoy is now that he's cuffed? Or should I say whipped?" Blaise yells, laughing at his own joke, I lift my head as all the guys around me start laughing, their laughter feels so loud, and must have only lasted a couple of seconds, but it rang in my head for what felt like much longer. "What are you insinuating?" I ask, Blaise doesn't seem impacted by my tone at all, he's got the same stupid look on his face. I watch his smile contort and spiral as I stare at him.

"I'm sure saying you're soft now, you've even dropped muscle, it's whatever though man, that happens when you're whipped." He answers, the guys all laugh and exclaim as Blaise talks, finding this real fucking funny. I sit up a little more, still seeing everything in spirals, I look around the room quickly to see everyone staring at me, my entire body feels hot.

"Whipped?" I ask, standing and walking over to Blaise, barely feeling my feet touch the floor with each step. "Yeah, you know, gone soft, become a pussy." He answers, still laughing like a fucking idiot. "You watch your fucking mouth." I warn him, he laughs, and I feel my blood boil. "Or what? You'll cuddle me through the night and keep everyone else up whispering sweet nothings to m-" I swing as hard as I can at his face and don't even hear the reactions of everyone else as I leave the change rooms. It's like I don't even remember or feel myself leave.

I can feel the heat cover my face as I turn off of the field, turning down the dark path back to the school, talking the long way. Gone soft? Whipped? They've got to be fucking kidding me, I've lost all respect from my team and all my power over some fucking girl. "Draco!" I hear a little voice call, but I don't stop walking, I want to get inside and I want to fucking hit something, a little first year better not get in my fucking way. "Draco!" It goes again, I keep walking, feeling the cold air burn my face. Y/n appears beside me, out of breath, she had ran after me. "What the fuck do you want?" I mutter, keeping with the same pace, even though she was fighting to keep up with me.