𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖 | Draco Malfoy

SEVEN | on begged and borrowed time

"I am so sorry for being so late." Blair says when she enters her dorm, locking the door behind her. Emris smiles to herself at the sight of her friend's swollen lips and the rose- colored energy around her. Atlas gets up from the bed at once.

"I'm sorry he made you go to detention so late at night. Honestly—what did you even do to deserve it?" Atlas scoffs. Blair takes her flats off, rushing towards her closet and pulling her pyjama's out. "It wasn't exactly detention. He wanted to talk about my bad grades and possible tutoring." She says.

"My offer still stands on the tutoring, too, B." Atlas says, adjusting his black shirt that's possibly a little too tight around his biceps. "I know, and I love you for it, but Professor Malfoy kind of insists." Blair says, turning her back to her friends, pulling off her shirt. Emris gives Atlas a look.

It's normal for these three to change their clothes around each other, but that doesn't mean that Emris doesn't see the energy shift in Atlas once Blair does it. Blair's too ignorant to know.

"What were you two doing before I got here?" Blair asks, unclasping her bra before putting on her pyjama top. "Just talking and drinking a little." Emris says. Atlas clenches his jaw as Blair unzips her skirt and lets it fall to the floor.

"You brought alcohol?" Blair asks, adjusting her underwear before putting on her pyjama bottoms. "Atlas did. I want to play never have I ever. I need some entertainment." Emris laughs.

What Emris doesn't tell Blair is that she and Atlas talked more than just a little. She doesn't say that Atlas only talked about Blair, and asked Emris for advice, who wasn't sure whether to give it or not. But Atlas wants to grow closer to Blair, romantically speaking, since he knows he'll get to marry her soon. And of course he can't wait.

"Fine— what are the rules?" Blair asks, sitting down on the bed with her two friends. "Drink if you've never done it before. Don't if you have." Emris answers, taking the bottle of firewhisky from the carpet, opening it again.

Blair's belly tingles with excitement as she rests her head against a pillow. "First one—very easy. Never have I ever picked a fight with someone." Emris says, side-eyeing Atlas with a grin. He laughs, looking at Blair. She takes the bottle from Emris, taking one strong sip. Emris drinks after her.

"Never have I ever had a crush on someone." Atlas says, looking at Blair.

Neither of them drink. Emris— who's been in love with Alexis for months. Atlas, who of course has loved Blair for years. And Blair who well... who's always had a tiny crush on Atlas aside from her undeniable crush on Mr. Malfoy.

"Who's the lucky guy?" Atlas asks Blair in a low voice, who receives a tap on her leg from Em, who clearly understands this is a dangerous topic. "I don't remember that being a rule of this game. I don't have to answer that." Blair laughs nervously, twirling her hair around her finger. Atlas laughs along, clenching his fist.

"Okay— next!" Emris says quickly, clapping her hands together. "Never have I ever had an intimate dream about someone."

No one drinks— again.

"Never have I ever stolen something." Blair says, taking a sip from the bottle before giving it to Em, who takes a long drink. Atlas doesn't drink, though. "What did you do?" Emris gasps. Atlas raises his eyebrows. "I don't have to answer." He grins.

When they've been playing for half an hour, they all start to loosen up from the alcohol. The questions start getting more intense. "Okay— okay, hear me out. Never have I ever imagined myself having sex with someone I'm in love with." Emris giggles. Atlas expects Blair to drink, but she doesn't.