Draco stared longingly into the mirror. His hair had been dyed bright red with neon green ends. He hadn't MEANT to have it look like that, but wizard hair dye was and always will be permanent. Unlike muggle dye it makes your natural hair conform to the color, and thus he was stuck looking like a fucking dragon fruit.
After Narcissa left his father for Molly he couldn't help but feel jealous of his step-siblings. He had tried to dye his hair red in the hope that would catch his mothers eye, but now he just looks like a Christmas tree. He tried to shave the catastrophe off. He THOUGHT it would be better than looking like a leprechaun pube shavings, but it turns out that just makes a fucking dandelion sprout out of his head. What did he do to deserve this? He WOULD normally call his father, but ever since Narcissa left him, he became a stripper/ sugar baby. Last Draco heard he was wearing a collar for Prince Phillip, and Draco didn't want to unpack that shit.
He now had to wear wigs, because apparently dandelions growing out of your scalp makes you very photosensitive. His mother however, Didn't want him to waste her money on GOOD wigs, so she made Fred and George buy him a cheap party city one. Tinsel. It was made of fucking tinsel.
Draco stared at the woman on the package.
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Draco pulled on his frilly pink jacket and opened his bedroom door. In the hall stood Fred. He leaned against a vase stand and twirled his wand in little circles. What was he doing?
Oh god.
He was watching THE video on youtube.
Draco had had a rough time last year, seeing his dad preform demi levatos confident in front of the great hall was enough to make him loose his appetite. He HAD been drinking water while it happened but seeing his own fathers bouncing ass cheeks in the goblets reflection made him spit it out. So maybe that was why he did it, was it so bad that he tried to deal with his stress? Was what he did bad? Yes. Did he end up getting hexed with tinsel ass hair by the end of it? yes. But he didn't regret it.
"Hey there ye fucken freak" Said Fred snickering.
"Hey."
"You're standing"
"Excuse me??" Said Draco grabbing his luggage.
"You. Are. Standing. You know the rules tinsel boy. On ya knees. Now."
"You are really doing this."
"Yea. Go on 'Annie'"
"Oh my god." He had pissed off the twins by shit talking the elves. So what did they do? They made him waddle around on his knees and do all of their chores as karma. They liked to follow him around as he cleaned singing "hard knock life".
Molly, despite being his step-mother didn't care how he was treated. She just wanted a girl. She got so frustrated with not having girls that after Fred and George were born she left Mr. Weasley and opened her own sex toy shop. "Wands and Magic like never before, we sell flavored condoms but only for whores" was its infamous slogan.
It didn't need to be stated how heavily bullied Draco was in school. He has a fucking dandruff dandelion.
He crawled his way into Freds' car. It was bright green with anime girls painted on the sign, and a bumper sticker that read "bros that fuck hoes". Draco slipped quietly into the backseat. George selected a song and "hoochie mama" started playing. Here is the thing about George. He insisted on enchanting EVERY SONG to be sang in Shakespearean English.
Do you know what its like to have your own ears ingest the song equivalent peanut butter and sardines??
"She hath not been anything save for a hoochie mother. Neighborhood rodent, neighborhood rodent hoochie mother" The music droned.
"Cova for meh" Fred said unbuckling. He pulled his legs up into a weird crouch and started throwing his rather square ass back. He somehow managed to use his cheeks to steer. George told him which way to turn of course, and they made Draco crawl under to press the pedals.
'These fucking lunatics' Draco thought to himself. Trying his best to avoid looking up at Freds Nascar ass. It did look kind of juicy tho- OH GOD. What was he THINKING. This is his stepbrother. NOPE NOPE NOPE. Eventually they arrived at platform 9 and three quarters.
As he shoved his way into his train car he was taken aback. Inside the most beautiful girl he ever saw scribbled on a piece of paper. She looked up at him. "Oh hi my name is y/n" She said.
