Who do you see? || Draco x o/c

17. crushes

I spent a few hours in the Gryffindor common room, playing all different types of games with the trio. The attention was focused on me for most of it since I was the only one not sober, and Ron and Harry loved to use that to annoy me while Hermione told them off.

We did have a few Gryffindors get annoyed with us though since we were being quite loud, well, I was. But I couldn't help it, for some reason I couldn't stay quiet. 

Hermione won nearly every single game, which didn't make Ron too happy and caused arguments between them while me and Harry sat back and watched, pissing ourselves. 

Soon enough I had to go back to my own common room, where there was surprisingly still a few Hufflepuffs partying, none from my group though. 

I was sure that I would be getting questioned on my answer from earlier, which I now regretted saying. My only plan was just to play it off as a joke, which I'm positive that most of them would believe.

When I woke up the next morning, although getting a good sleep, I was exhausted and my head was killing me, reminding me of how much I drunk.

Soon enough, I was sat down next to the toilet, lurching forwards and spilling out everything. 

My throat was burning and I hated the sick feeling that sat in my stomach, slowly making it's way up to my mouth. The nausea was the worst I had ever had, it was completely different from any other time I had been sick.

"Oh, Aurelia, I feel for you." Hannah crouched down next to me, holding my hair back with a empathetic look, letting out a sigh.

I shook my head, closing my eyes and praying that it would go away.

"I definitely shouldn't have drunk that much." I groaned. 

To be honest, I didn't even drink that much and I sobered up fast due to Malfoy's help, but since it was pretty much my first time getting that drunk, I had expected it to not go well.

My parents would kill me if they found out. 

"We didn't even see you for most of the night... after what you said." She hesitated to bring it up, the atmosphere slightly awkward at the mention of it.

I let out a breathy laugh, "I was just joking."

She sighed, the relief clear in her voice, "Oh thank god, I was worried for a second that you actually liked Malfoy."

I went silent, realizing that I would never be able to be honest with her. It was obvious from the start, but now that I was beginning to care more, it was starting to hurt more. I hated lying to them, it went against everything I believed in.

But I had to, and for once in my life I had to be selfish. 

The door creaked open behind us, but I was too sick to even turn around to see who it was, taking deep breaths to try and calm down.

"Not you too?" Megan scoffed, a lack of sympathy in her voice.

I rolled my eyes, wondering who else was dealing with it and not in the mood to listen to Megan, her comment already riling me up.

"Who else is being sick?" Hannah asked for me. 

Feeling slightly better, I backed off from the toilet and leant again the wall, my eyes finally landing on Megan to see her standing in the doorway with her arms crossed, looking me up and down.

"Justin. He's been at it for even longer than you." She snorted.

I cleaned myself up as well as the toilet, praying that I wouldn't have to go running back to it as I stood up and walked out of the bathroom with the two girls.