Chapter 70 (Year 6)

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Draco's POV-

As I changed to go hang out with my friends, Harry and Ron sat on my bed glaring at me with their arms over their chest.

"Yes?" I asked as I buttoned up my sister.

"We wanted to hang out." Ron mumbled.

"And then you go and hang out with the Slytherins...like were not your best friends." Harry groaned.

"You two act like I don't spend every waking second with you three." I said, rolling my eyes.

"I-no." Ron said.

"When did you even hang out with them?" Harry asked as I brushed my hair.

"I snuck into the common room late at nights."

"But how did you meet them?"

"I just helped them with some potions homework they had, and then Blaise offered some drinks and I agreed." I said, thinking of the lie on the spot. They both looked even more annoyed.

"I thought we were best friends."

"Oh my Merlin, why are you guys so dramatic. I'm just hanging out with other people. This is exactly why I didn't tell you guys before." I said.

"It's like you've ripped my heart out of my chest, and stomped on it." Ron said dramatically before falling onto my bed.

"I think we're being a bit too dramatic now." I laughed, looking at the time.

"I really should be going." I said. Harry clutched his heart. I opened the door, as they both glared at me.

"You two suck... honestly." Ron flipped me off as I shut the door behind me.

Hermione was also apparently waiting for me as I came down the stairs.

"Oh god, you aren't going to say anything either?" I asked. She shrugged.

"I mean they are Slytherins. And rude to me, and rude to everyone." Hermione muttered.

"They are great. They don't hurt anyone. They just seem cold but aren't, honestly."

"You know, sometimes I think they just like you since you're a pureblood." Hermione commented. I rolled my eyes.

"Hermione we don't even talk about stuff like that."

"Well, if you did, maybe you would see some rude stuff they could say."

"Why do you think they are all so horrible?" I asked,

"Oh, I don't know because they hang out with Jones."

"You always do this. I'm going to leave, now." I said. Hermione signed, and shrugged, opening her book, and starting to read again, as I left.

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"There you are Draco! Come join the party!" Blaise shouted, swinging an arm around my shoulder.

"A party? There's only five of us in here." I laughed.

"A party is a party." Blaise snapped. I looked over at the girl's dormitory, but Theodora wasn't coming down.

"Where's Theodora?" I asked,

"Theodora? Don't you usually call her Dora?"

"Not anymore." I mumbled, trying to make sure my temper doesn't rise.

"Well, she said that she had something to do, so she grabbed Crabbe and Goyle, and then they disappeared." Blaise explained as we sat down.

"Oh, alright." I shrugged. As Pansy handed me a drink, I downed it in one gulp, remembering when Dora and I came in here last year, and got drunk with them. Now it was just me.

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"I'm going to jump off the roof!" Theo shouted, standing up on the couch.

"No! Don't do that, Theo!" Daphne said,

"No! I'm going to do it! Watch me!" He yelled, and jumped off.

"Ah!" He fell flat on his face.

"You've killed yourself!" Daphne cried.

"My arm! My arm!" Theo yelled,

"Shut up! You've only jumped two feet!" I shouted, and Theo stood up.

"Oh, I guess I did." Theo said, fixing himself up.

"Blaise, what did you put in here?" I asked, downing another drink anyway.

"You know they can never take their alcohol." Pansy commented, as she sat drawing a flower on the table.

"At least they aren't making out this time." Blaise laughed,

"That was mainly what Draco and Theodora did." Pansy chuckled. I scowled.

"You guys are horrible friends, you know that?"

"Very much so."

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I had managed to fall asleep on the couch; I opened my eyes, and Theodora sat in front of me, brushing hair away from my face.

"Sh, you're just dreaming." She whispered.

"What a delightful dream. You look nice, I miss you." I whispered, closing my eyes again. I heard her soft chuckle, and her fingers running through my hair, before my dream ended again.

The next morning, I woke up on the couch, stretching as the others came walking downstairs.

"You could have let me sleep in one of your rooms." I said. Blaise smirked.

"We were too tired."

"Jackasses." I mumbled, as Blaise handed me the hang over potion.

"Thanks," I said, before drinking it. I instantly felt better. The head ache leaving, and my muscles stop feeling sore.

"Wonderful. Well, I need to go change. See you guys at breakfast." I said, and they nodded, with evil grins on their faces.

What's up with them?

I thought as I walked out.

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I noticed people had pointed and laughed where ever I went when I walked back to my common room.

"Password?" The fat lady asked, without looking at me.

"Umm? What was the password?" I whispered to myself. It finally clicked, and she nodded before swinging open.

Hermione was sitting on the couch reading over a book.

"Hey, Hermione." I said. She looked up, her mouth falling open before she shut her book.

"What? What is it?" I asked.

"Everyone has been doing that so far, I don't know why?"

"You never went to the bathroom?" She asked. I shook my head.

"Nope."

"You have a-um-man thing, on your face." She said, pointing at her forehead. I gasped, clapping my hand over my forehead.

"THEY DREW A FREAKING PENIS ON MY HEAD! OH THEY ARE SO DEAD!" I started yelling, as I stormed upstairs.

"There you are! I have been worried sick!" Ron yelled, before laughing out loud as he saw my face.

"Shut it, Weasley." I muttered, running to the bathroom.

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"Draco? I haven't seen you in so long. What brings you to my humble... table?" Blaise asked after I stormed over to him.

"You drew a penis on my head! What are you! Five!" I yelled,

"I'm not five! Five-year-olds don't draw penis's. I mean unless they are like really wired children, I mean." Blaise said, as the others started laughing.

"Don't get me started on you three! I will kill you all!" Daphne and Pansy held their hands up defensively.

"I was drink," Pansy said.

"I didn't really care." Daphne laughed. I rolled my eyes as Theodora walked over to the table. I walked away from the table and back to the Gryffindor table.


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