My walk to dracos room ends quickly. i am very fast when it comes to walking.
i knock on the door, but realize its already open. what lazy bitch forgot to lock their dorm. couldnt be me.
i walk in and see draco sitting on his bed, leaning against his headboard. He has a book open in one hand and a cigarette in another. he is not paying attention to the book and is looking at the ceiling, guess he is clocked out per usual.
I close the door and sway over to his bed. I plop down and swing my feet back and forth. he is listening to intense, dramatic organ coming from his victrola record player. With the hard rain pattering against the window and the gloomy grey from the dark clouds, its a vibe.
"how have you been" i ask awkwardly because we haven't said anything yet.
he closes his eyes as if he has a headache and pinches his nose. "sorry, i just have a headache."
"do you want me to make you tea?" i ask worriedly. i place my hand on his forehead to see if he is aight. he feels aight.
he laughs quietly, "don't fuss, i'm fine."
i shrug. he suddenly gets up, "i'll be right back," he says. "stay there."
i twiddle my thumbs as i wait for him. i go to the mirror and reapply my lipstick to look good. i strike a pose. the vinyl ends so i flip it over. i walk around, inspect.
i go and pet the cat sleeping on ivan's bed. i look around at his possessions. him and iskender have pushed their beds together to form a mega bed. ,i see there are many llittle boxes under their "bed."
one of them is labled romania and i pick it up.
it has little trinkets like a rock, a broken doll, stopwatch with the glass shattered, a keychain with "ROMANIA" written on it, some pictures of them with their tongues sticking out. There is a really questionable one of them in the back of a police car with their tongues out. An officer has taken a selfie with them in the back, hands cuffed.
There is another of them hanging off of a gothic castle's wall. they are about to drop like a billion feet and have fake shocked expressions.
i open another box but i cannot make out what the country is cuz tea spilled on the label and it is smudged. the first thing i see is a picture of them in a brothel, playing chess with a woman who has her tits out.
i turn it over to see writing, "it was hard to stay concentrated, but we won" they have labeled it.
i see another one labeled Turkiye ! and hearts around it.
I see them in the black sea region sipping tea on a cliff. they don't seem perturbed by the intense height. iskender looks very happy. i turn it over and see it is labeled "home." it is tear stained with hearts around it. there is another one of them in a chocolate store called "Bolci." They have a selfie of them with the cat and they make shocked faces n point at the cat.
Another is labeled Russia!! and the polaroids are of them making preserves and being chased by chickens.
There are a lot more but I pick up one labeled "ITALIA". The box has trinkets as well, pieces of mosiacs and a golden cross. There are polaroids as well one of them in a spaghetti eating contest with a nun and another of big three (ivan, iskender, n iovanni) playing chess against a priest.
I put the box back and keep wandering, having had enough,
Suddenly draco comes out. I look him over n he looks different. the dullness in his eyes has left. i walk over to him and cup his cheek, looking up at him. i narrow my eyes and inspect him. he wraps his arms around me, one hand coming to the back of my head to push me towards him and the other snakes to my lower back. he crashes my lips into his and is immediately making out with me, not giving me time to adjust.
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The Boy Next Dorm (drako x reader
FanfictionBefor I went Hogwarts, nothing was good in life. I was sad and mad. But then I met Him. The blonde with the silver orbs. So hansum. So hawt. The boy next dorm. All the grils at schoold would drowl over his beautiful and chisled jawline. "He is such...