"Perfect, you said" Harry scoffed "This is how perfect I am"
"You know who my mate is" "Yes"
"Scoot" "What?" "I said: move over. If you are not going to sleep at least let me do it"
"I want to join"
"I know I'm good looking but if you keep starin...
Previously on Scars of the Past - Draco cursed, realizing that he couldn't win the argument. "I should call my boyfriend," he said, using it as an excuse to leave.
Draco walked out of the Slytherin dormitories, discreetly casting a Disillusionment Charm on himself. With a deep breath, he found himself standing before the Gryffindor dormitory entrance. A mischievous smile played on his lips as he noticed the sleeping woman in the painting, granting him an opportune moment. Bending down, he retrieved a list of passwords hidden beneath the doormat, recognizing Neville Longbottom's unmistakable handwriting.
Removing the charm from himself, Draco gently woke up the drowsy woman. Showing her the correct password, she allowed him access. With closed eyes, he felt the bond he shared with his mate and followed the familiar pull tugging at his chest. Quietly, Draco opened the door to Harry's room, only to find his beloved tossing and turning in bed, seemingly plagued by a distressing memory. Concern etched on his face; Draco softly shook Harry awake.
"Draco?" Harry muttered groggily.
"Yes, it's me. You were having a nightmare. Do you want to talk about it?" Draco inquired; his voice filled with genuine care.
Harry shook his head in refusal. Reliving the haunting memory in his sleep was already torturous enough; he had no desire to worsen it by discussing it further. Whispering so as not to disturb the other people in the room, Harry asked, "What are you doing here?"
"There's a party in the Slytherin dorms. Care to accompany me?" Draco proposed.
Harry weighed his options. "Is it really alright for me to enter the Slytherin dorms?" he questioned cautiously.
"Yes, it's completely fine. You've been personally invited by the hosts themselves. Nobody will snitch you out," Draco assured him.
"Hosts? Who?" Harry inquired.
"Mattheo and Dahlia! Today is their anniversary," Draco explained with a warm smile.
Realizing that he wouldn't be able to fall back asleep anyway, Harry agreed. "Wait here. Let me change."
Draco settled himself on Harry's bed, patiently waiting as his mate disappeared into the bathroom. After a few minutes, Harry emerged, clad in a tailored black suit adorned with a vibrant scarlet tie, honouring his house.
"Here, take this," said Harry, handing him a cloak as he tried to close his trunk without making any noise.
"What is this?" asked Draco
"A cloak" answered Harry
"I can see that. Why are we taking this?" asked Draco
"It is an invisibility cloak" replied a smug-looking Harry
Draco's eyes widened "Imagine how many things you could do with this. How many people you could scare."
Harry shook his head at his boyfriend. His boyfriend. It felt so nice to call Draco that.
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