What's my name?

3. Bracelet.

Headaches, arm pain, eye pain. Every part of his body seemed to ache that morning. For the first few seconds he didn't remember, then it all came back to him like a brick, in a hurry he pulled his arm out to look at it, finding it stuck. What on earth was going on? He opened his eyes, then lowered them on what prevented him from observing the even more disfigured arm. Pansy had fallen asleep on him, she was still dressed in her clothes from the night before, as was he. He regained his wits and turned his gaze to the alarm clock beside the bed. Six o'clock, even too early for his taste, but he would never be able to get back to sleep. For once he could be the one awake before the others. He was very slow in his movements, and calmly managed to slip his arm out from under the girl's neck, trying to regain his muscles while with his eyes he wandered around the room. Zabini's shirt seemed to be full of blood, sometimes even rips, the room instead was a mixture of unprecedented disorder, Pansy seemed to have swollen eyes. Suddenly guilt invaded him, accompanied by a slight sigh. He had gone too far with both of them, with Zabini more than ever.

Without a word, he approached the end of the bed, but he heard moans coming from the mattress. He could never do anything without going unnoticed by the girl, especially after sleeping together. He looked up for a moment and smiling he decided to lie down again next to her, seeing her turn around between the covers and cling to him. Never would he have denied anything to that girl.

"Go back to sleep, please..."

She whispered then, barely opening her eyes, crossing them with Draco's gray ones, who in response then smiled at her, barely caressing her cheek. Sometimes he wondered what he would have done without her and Blaise, he could never find the answer. They had helped him so much the moment he had decided to get help, and he wouldn't have given up that relationship for all the gold in the world. He would have protected them just as they protected him. With those thoughts on his mind he lowered his face, snapping a light kiss against the girl's cheek, who then opened her eyes completely, running a hand in front of her face. She snapped her upper body forward, then shifted her gaze to the blond, covering her face with both hands once more. It took her several minutes before she regained the full extent of her faculties, all while Malfoy searched for a place to aim his gaze, eventually seeing her remove her hands from her face.

"Good morning princess, are we done? Breakfast?"

He asked sarcastically, hinting at a small laugh before raising his torso in return, wrapping his arm around her shoulders so that she could then rest on him, going to stroke her long hair, almost brushing it with his own fingers. Pansy barely nodded, yawning before looking around, aiming her gaze at Blaise. She had no intention of waking him up, any more than Draco had. Neither of them spoke, neither of them had the strength to, Pansy was thinking about the conversation she had with Granger and Draco... Well, he had too many thoughts. The first to get up was the boy himself, heading towards the bathroom. He left the door open so that Pansy could check on him, then started to undress while the shower water was heating up. He quickly stepped into the shower, giving Pansy total freedom, which she took advantage of by looking around and observing Blaise. He wasn't sleeping well at that moment as well, it was obvious. In a sigh she found the strength to get out of bed only to rummage through the huge dresser in the dormitory. It wasn't the first time she'd slept with the boys and she knew full well that in the drawers she'd find the complete uniform. She pulled out the clean underwear, socks, and then everything else, laying everything on the bed, observing them. If she had been told in first year that one day she would manage to sleep with both Zabini and Malfoy she would have advised everyone to check into St. Mungo's, yet there she was, after a night spent with Malfoy she was getting dressed in their rooms. An almost funny thought in all that mess.
Pansy walked into the bathroom despite the blond in the shower and began washing every part of her body, ending with brushing her teeth because yes, Pansy Parkinson even had a toothbrush in that room. It was like living right away the promise that all three of them had made to each other, to go together to some remote part of Bulgaria, forgetting London for a while.With clean teeth and a clean face she went back to their room, putting on her uniform piece by piece. The only thing missing was Draco, who at that very moment had stepped out of the shower. Half an hour later he was ready too. Never once had Pansy seen him look down at his arms, but closing the cuffs without looking seemed like a heroic feat. She approached him silently, taking both of his arms to then close the shirt in those places as well, Draco lowered his gaze and thanked her silently, finally taking her hand, disappearing with her out of the dorm. Blaise would have been quiet not seeing them, the important thing was not to leave Draco alone and Pansy knew this well, it was a deal they had made in sixth year that Draco was unaware of.They were able to talk quietly that morning as well, hand in hand, especially since the school seemed completely deserted. They walked up the stairs to the Great Hall corridor, entering through the huge doorway. Inside they found very few people, including the principal who seemed to electrocute the girl on the spot. Malfoy noticed and calmly shifted his gaze to her, continuing to walk to the beginning of the long table.