Opposite Ends (Draco Malfoy)

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Eva didn't know where Mattheo went; all she knew was that she was with Draco as of right now. He was walking her back to her dorm.

"I can't go up there." He said once the two of them reached the staircase that led to the girl's dormitory.

"I doubt I'll make it up the stairs without falling, but okay." She laughed, "Goodnight loser." She turned around and was about to walk up the stairs, but was stopped by Draco's arms wrapping around her waist. He picked her up and made her stand on the same level as him.

"Maybe it's better if you stay in my dorm." He said.

"Why?"

"I don't want you to hurt yourself going up the stairs. I can't go up there."

"What happens if you do? We loose points for Slytherin?" She retorted.

"No. The stairs turn into a slide." He said, unamused. "Come on." He put his arm around her waist and held her by his side so she could walk with him.

When they entered the dorm, there was Mattheo smoking on his bed. Eva got excited and let go of Draco. She ran over, almost stumbling, but landed on the bed. "Gimme."

Mattheo giggled and passed her the blunt. She happily inhaled.

"You don't think you've had enough?" Draco questioned her.

"Never." Her and Mattheo began laughing together.

There was jealousy in the pit of Draco's stomach, but he pushed that feeling away. "Is it okay with you if she sleeps in here for tonight? I don't trust her walking up the girl's stairs by herself."

"Yeah of course." He answered, "But why couldn't you just find one of her girlfriends to help her?"

"Does she even have any?"

Mattheo thought to himself for a moment, "Do you have any girlfriends?" He asked her.

Eva squinted her eyes to think. It was clear to everyone around that she wasn't fully there, "Mm...Anala Osborn. Is kind of my friend. I should talk to her more." Evangeline turned to Draco, "I need my pjs."

He rolled his eyes, "Do some spell to like summon some or whatever."

"I don't have my wand."

"Why not?"

She giggled, "I think I left it at your house."

Disappointed, he made his way to his wardrobe and then threw a white t-shirt at her along with a pair of basketball shorts.

She shot up from the bed, "Thanks."