slytherin royals [draco malfoy]

𝟎𝟎𝟓.

"Room of requirements"

the room of requirements was known especially for being occupied with loads of junk when not being in use. precisely why it was the perfect spot for an important piece of Draco's next task for the dark lord.

the Slytherin common room was chill. draco sat on the emerald green leather couch placed to a side closest to the blazing fireplace. because of it's convenient placement, it was soon claimed by the Slytherin royals. which consisted of blaise zabini, pansy Parkinson, mattheo riddle, and draco Malfoy of course soon to be expanded for a certain mikealson draco seemed to drag along every now and then.

blaise sat on the other end of the couch, a cigarette in one hand, the pendant he often fiddled with out of boredom in the other.

draco looks at the still Slytherin by his side. "daydreaming about a certain lovegood blaise?"

blaise had enough of Malfoy mocking the Ravenclaw he talked to at times. "and what if I was." he holds a challenging glance, not willing to give up one of the little things that made him smile for the 'Slytherin supremacy' Malfoy seemed to be laced in.

"just think its pathetic that's all.", draco sneers.

"I find your need to comment on things that don't concern you quite pathetic as well ferret boy."

draco had switched his wandering gaze back to the fire but his head soon snapped to face blaise once more after having heard the comment. "shut the fuck up zabini, not in the mood for your stupidity."

"oh I'm the stupid one?"

the heated conversation that had brewed at first was now just cooling down into a playful bicker.

"who else lover boy?", draco guffawed.

a silent chuckle lightened up the mood of the atmosphere.

"hello boys.", pansy greets from behind bending over the backrest of the couch to kiss both of them on the cheek.

"where have you been?", blaise questions his gaze lingering to her hair. "and what the hell have you done?" a chuckle escape his lips as he stares at the streaks of green in them.

pansy rolls her eyes. " what is it? I don't seek your acceptance of my new hair but id like to know what's funny."

"nothing nothing. I just know your parents will kill you.", he explains. "what do you think draco?"

the bleach blonde Malfoy wasn't paying attention to the conversation taking place beside him as he stared intently at the fire, deep in thought.

pansy-who now sat in the middle-waved her hand in front of the boys face. "earth to Malfoy."

as he snapped out of it he immediately stood up afterwards. "I have something I need to do. ill see you at dinner." with that said, he exited the Slytherin common room. one very important task in his mind.