The Boy Next Dorm (drako x reader

join or die bitch

We wake up. I wake up second, him first. I see that he has been watchin me sleep. creepy guy innit. I go to brush my teeth and i take a shower too. hygeine ate today. he is still clocked out on the bed. 

its like i awlays say: Lock in, or clock out. I always say this. never not. 

He hasn't been lockin it, so ig that leaves one option. I need to get to class even if he wants to be in his dropout era. im not fallin in tbh.

i pull on one of his sweaters, a cozy one: big. I strut down the corridors, determination on my face and dedication in my bones. 

I slink into potions and find my seat next to pansy. shes looking hungover, I wonder why haha. jim is fast asleep against the table, snoring. clocked out, but hes here. more than can be said for certain blondes.

I swirl the potion absentmindedly. 

"y/n." I hear snape call out. "the potion is to be stirred counterclockwise."

I shrug and keep going. 

"y/n do you even know what potion we are working on?"

"i suppose she twont." i can hear hermione mutter aloud. ron mutters 'stfu'.

I sigh and look out the window. "mais, i suppose numero sept, non?"

"y/n to prove you are actually paying attention, come up here and right the reaction for the potion on the board."

how hard can this be tbh. "which one." i mutter, chomping on my gum pansy had just given to me.

"theres only one board queen." jim mutters.

My eyes touch upon it. ok perf.

I go up and take a piece of chalk. I make sure that everyone can see my sweater, which is not mine.

Im not really sure what potion were working on but im a firm believer in fake it till you make it. and being vague.

I start writing random ingredients. then voldemort walks in.

I hear him yawn loudly. "hey y'all." 

I turn to look at him and see walk in with a mug and folder. The mug has the deatheaterslogo n  the skeleton has a pink tongue sticking out.

"wait i love your mug." harry comments.

"wait arent you guys literally enemies?" mackayleigh, the only american at hogwarts, says, munching proudly on a hamburger and humming the national anthem of america. she sips on a mug of coca cola which says 'spilling the tea since 1773' on one side and "Boston Tea Party 231th anniversary."

they clink mugs. 

"cute mugs surpass hatered" harry grumbles, "get a grip mackayleigh karen washington."

she sighs, placing her hamburger down. "ur just salty cuz we defeated u twice and that we are a global superpower."

there is silence.

"join or die bitch."

"wait i love that," voldy remarks fondly. "why have i never heard of that?"

"cuz..." she takes a sip of the coke. "you guys dont teach ap us history."

"wait what is that..." voldy takes out a clipboard and jots stuff down. "i wanna make improvements this year."

"it's like a class for american history where we learn abt how much we hate the brits"

"YEAH" o yells. "LIVE LAUGH LOVE AMERICA." he pauses looking around at us awaiting reaction. "DOWN WITH BRITAIN" he yells again after an awkward pause.