devotion // 𐙚⋆.˚ slytherin boys .

006 // drunk confessions

IN WHICH . . .
they've had a little too much
to drink, and start drunkenly spilling
their feelings to you.

DRACO MALFOY ⟡

▹    slytherin parties were crazy. this is a fact that you were well acquainted with after six years at hogwarts. drugs, alcohol, sex, fights - whatever thing you can possibly think of has probably occurred at a slytherin party before.

and this one was no different. as you surveyed the room, you could spot at least 25 different slytherins passed out on the floor drunk, another 10 making out, and it seemed a fight circle was breaking out.

pansy drunkenly stumbles towards you, a bottle in her hand.

"still not drunkkkk? you're no fun y/n!" she slurs at you, before throwing herself on the couch and passing out. what she said was true though, you don't drink. who else is going to make sure everyone gets back to their dorms safely?

you sigh and check the time. past midnight. at the rate this party is going, it'll be an all nighter. that's what one quidditch win against the gryffindors will do to our house.

walking through the crowds of people to get to the bathroom, you almost trip on a stumbling boy in the corner of the room. it's draco malfoy.

ever since first year, you and draco had been best friends, you basically watched him grow up. although almost the entire house wanted you two together, you had stayed nothing more than friends.

i mean, would you mind dating draco? with his handsome looks and his soft spot for you.. you suppose it wouldn't be the worst thing. but it would not be happening anytime soon. for as much as you know, he sees as you as some sort of a little sister.

draco is slumping down the wall, obviously shitfaced. sighing, you slump down next to him, gently hauling him up by the arms and his eyes flutter open.

"oh... it's you! y/n... i missssed you..." he smiles goofily up at you and you can't help but give him a smirk back. 

"cmon, im taking you to your room. you've had way too much to drink."

without much of a fight, you wrap your arms around him and help him walk to his dorm. when he stumbles in, you enter with him and shut the door behind you.

he flops on the bed and turns to look at you, a drunken smile blooming on his face.

"have i ever told you how much i appreciate youu? always taking care of me." he mumbles, staring at you funnily.

"yeah yeah draco.. i know. just try to get some sleep." you roll your eyes at him but he continues.

"mm i wish i could have you. you're so pretty pretty pretty. want you so much." your heart stops at his words. you know that he's drunk, but those words couldn't mean nothing right? drunk words sober thoughts and all that.

"draco you don't mean that. you're drunk." you say, grudgingly, rolling your eyes.

"i like when you do thatt." he mumbles, pointing a finger at you.

"do what?"

"act like you're mad at me.. when i know you're not! it's so cute. my cute girl. when you roll your eyes and stare at me in that way.. hmm felt like this since first year." your eyes widen, staring at him as he rambles, lazily laying on his bed.