Uncomfortable Truths - - (Drarry Fanfiction)

Chapter Twenty - Time For Help

Draco, Greg and Theo ran the rest of the way to the school. Usually, they liked to cool down after their jog but Draco was in a hurry to get back. Of course, Harry would tell Hermione about last night, or at least about Ron. Fuck, he looked upset about that too. Well, he started it didn't he... but that wasn't the same as what he did. Blaise was being a little shit; Ron was being an oblivious moron. There's a difference.

"Dray, you ok, man?" Greg huffed, "Can we slow down now, I don't think she's chasing after us."

"Yeah, sure." Draco slowed to a fast walk, Theo and Greg joined him.

He knew he fucked this up, he knew it as soon as he left Harry's room... no, not Harry's room, Potter's room. He always excelled at fucking his life up but how can he fix this, or should he even try... I mean, what real chance did he have with the Golden Boy anyway? Maybe, if that ginger twat wasn't there, he'd have a better answer. Why does he feel like he's going to puke? He hasn't puked after a run in months... it's not about the run he knows that. Fuck, he screwed this up...

"Dray." Theo snapped his fingers in front of his face making him stop. "Have you heard anything we've said."

"Of course. Your mindless prattle isn't worth responding to."

"Told you." Greg smirked, "He's too deep in his own head to listen to us."

"Sorry, no. What did you say?" Draco looked at his friends.

"Did that just happen? Did our Prince just apologize to us?" Theo laughed.

"Fuck you then, Nott." Draco turned and starts towards the dungeons.

"Hey, wait... Dray, I'm joking. Seriously..."

"What! What is it, Theo?"

"Are you ok? You've been out of sorts all morning?" Greg asked.

"I'm fine. I don't want to talk about it."

"Fine." Theo grumbled, "But the next time you kick Seamus out, I want a real explanation. Although, we did enjoy the show."

Draco points at Theo, "You're a pervert."

"Yup." Theo smiles.

Draco storms away leaving his friends behind.

"What did I miss?" Greg whispered to Theo.

"I'll explain later."

Draco entered the common room alone and went to find Pansy. She'll know what to do.

Pansy was in her bathroom when the pounding started on her door. Relentless pounding, thank Merlin Daphne had already left or she would complain. Pansy would know that pounding anywhere, she's delt with his dramatic bullshit for as long as she can remember.

"Dray, darling, it's open. Don't break down my door." Pansy yelled from the bathroom. She was finishing up with her hair. She was not going to let her best friend ruin the utmost perfection she's accomplished with this new spell.

"Pans." Draco walked in and flopped onto her bed.

"No!" Pansy ran from the bathroom, "Get the fuck off my bed. You stink. I can smell you from all the way over there. Why haven't you showered yet. You're a mess. Get off my bed before I hex you."

"I can't Pans... I screwed it up. My whole life... and now this too. I can't bare it. I will die in your bed, just like you planned my death when we were twelve. You promised to smother me if the poison didn't work... well, do it now." Draco put her pillow over his face.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy, if you don't remove your sweaty ass body from my sheets this instant... I won't listen to your incoherent ramblings of how you fucked up yet again."