Uncomfortable Truths - - (Drarry Fanfiction)

Chapter Fifty - Where Do We Go From Here?

Draco stumbled through the portrait of their common room with his friends that weren't forced to stay at the Weasley's. He feels bad for Harry, Hermione and Seamus. It can't be a comfortable situation. He's not happy about it either. Harry and Seamus, again, even if Hermione is there; they're still together and he's... well, he's here. They didn't even get a chance to talk about what happened. He really needs to talk about what happened. He doesn't want to talk about it, but they need to. He doesn't remember much, everything from last night is just bits and flashes. What does this even mean? Where do they go from here? What about Seamus and Theo? Will he try to steal Harry now that things are definitely fucked up between the two of them? He said he would. No, he said if he fucked it up... did he fuck it up? I think sleeping with another bloke kinda fucks things up, but he was that bloke; so, is it as bad. It is, to him it is, so... yep, he fucked it up. Did he bring Seamus in or did Harry or did they both? Was it all just drunk passion or has this been going on... no, it hasn't. Seamus told them in the truth circle they only kissed. He's still mad about that but how can he be mad now. Building up then, has this thing between Harry and Seamus been building up? Obviously, you fucking dolt. What does that mean? Will they want to keep this going? Will they want him to be involved or will Harry leave him? Harry can't leave him. He fucked this up... he always fucks things up.

"Dray." Pansy snaps her fingers in front of him, "Hangover potions, Dray. Do you have any? I'm about to die, Darling, and it will be your fault for not giving me, us, hangover potions. Me first, but them too." Pansy motions to the rest of the group. "Are you ok, Love?"

"I'm sure he's fine." Theo snaps.

"Where's Seamus?" Dean walks over to the group. They're a mess. Pansy doesn't have pants on, she's wearing Harry's quidditch jersey. The rest of them are a complete mess too.

"Probably shagging Harry in my bed. Has to make the rounds of my house." Ron snarls.

"Oi! What the hell?" Blaise frowns, "Hermione's there."

"Well Harry's into threesome's isn't he, and Hermione didn't seem to mind being in bed with two other people last night."

"Whoa, wait." Terry laughs from his table, "Harry and Seamus had a threesome?" He takes out a sheet of parchment, "Who with or should we start the betting?"

"Shut up." Pansy slaps Ron across the face hard enough to make it red, "That is your best friend, your girlfriend, and Seamus who is a fucking angel. You do not get to talk about them like that. They don't deserve to be spoken of like that and in front of everyone? Look around Ronald." Pansy motions to the half full room, "Keep their business out of the common room; don't you think it's going to be bad enough without all of fucking Hogwarts knowing what happened? You weren't even there."

"Was it one of you guys, or do we need to open up the betting pool to everyone at the wedding?" Terry starts writing names down on the parchment. "Who did Hermione sleep with, it wasn't Ron, so that opens up a lot more betting."

"Terry Boot, put that away." Pansy snaps, "Hermione literally just slept. There was nothing sexual about it."

"Passed out is more like it." Su frowns at her housemate, "This isn't funny, Terry."

"I'm sorry, you're right." Ron rubs his cheek. "I deserve this. I'm just... I haven't slept and I... he... bloody hell, I'm sorry." Ron runs up the stairs to his room. They can hear the door slam.

Pansy turns to a blushing Draco, "Hangover potions, I cannot face this day like this." She rubs her temples, "This is just the beginning. I need a potion, a nap, and eight, no, nine liters of coffee."

"I'll check." Draco mumbles heading for the stairs; Theo follows behind him.

"What the fuck, Greg." Terry stands trying to grab the parchment when Greg throws it in the fire.