MY EVERYTHING ||| Draco Malfoy

Draco's girl

The crisp page flips over as a grumble comes from the common room door. My attention turns to a very messy, drunk Ed stumbling in and flopping next to me on the sofa. My nostrils fill with the smell of alcohol and weed as he lays his head on my shoulder. "Fun party?" I ask as Ed gives me a glare.

"Why are you back so late? The party started at like 3. It's 10?" I scoffed as i chucked my book on the table. "French girls are...very interesting" he smirks as he sits up straight with a yawn. i let out a chuckle as he stands up. "Wouldnt go to your dorm if i were you. V and Blaise burt in a couple hours ago." I look towards the stairs and Ed lets out a grunt as he stomps towards the stairs. "I'll kick V to her own dorm" he says devotedly.

"Hey where's Draco?" I ask worriedly, not seeing him entering the common room like the others. Ed shrubs in response as he starts going up the stairs. "He was drunk. Probs hooking up with a third year" he comments, making his way upstairs as my face drops lightly. Well that was over quickly...

I pick up my book and find my place again, a thoughtful bite of my lip as i look towards the door.

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Ed's head remains on the table even as the bacon plater refreshes, making my eyes roll. "Oh Edmund. If only you learned" i shake my head lightly as i look towards the great hall doors for a certain platinum blonde to stumble in, hungover after spending the night in someone else's dorm. "Please. You'd be in the exact same position if you went yesterday" Blaise fills up his mug with coffee as V smacks him lightly. "Blaise is in a bad mood because i don't want to go to hogsmeade with him today." V rolls her eyes at me as his mouth falls open. "You dont wanna go because you don't want victor rum to see your mine" he scoffs as he shoots glares to his table.

"Mine? You dont own me Blaise" V lets out a huff as she sits up, storming off in anger. As i watch her go, his hair catches my eye, practically crawling into the hall. He looks like hell. Hair scruffled with...sticks? And leaves knotted in. His face looks dirty and his clothes ruffled. He coughs as he walks up to the table, and bangs down next to Blaise, sending him and Ed glares as he practically passes out on the table with a grumble

"I dont know which one of you fuckers put me in the forbidden words after i blacked out but i feel like hexing both of you" he croaks out with his head glues to the table. My eyes widen slightly as i look to the others, holding in laughs as they remember the events. My mouth hangs open slightly in shock as i look between them. My eyebrows scrunch as i look at the top of Draco's messed up hair. "So you didnt spend the night with some third year?" I practically repeat Ed's comment and Ed almost chocks as Draco's head snaps up to mine in shock. Looking into my eyes to see if im joking. He scoffs lightly before letting out a soft "no..." i stop the smile that is threatening to appear and instead nod lightly and start to fill his plate up with food. "Eat." I smile lightly at him as he gives me an appreciative look, probably too weak to even lift his arms.

I send the guys looks that could kill and they both look down, fiddling with food on their plate before looking up at eachother and bursting out in laughter. My teeth grit together, wanting to hex both of them if it weren't in front of the teachers.

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Draco's head drops on my lap as he sprawls out on the sofa, a sigh coming from his mouth. His fresh body wash fills my nose as i take note of his damp hair. "Feel better?" I ask lightly, my hands running thought his hair. His eyes close as he hums lightly. "You must be exhausted why don't you go to sleep?" I question as his eyes stay shut. "Blaise and Veronica are arguing in my dorm" he sighs as he opens his eyes, looking up into mine. "Well...you can use my dorm if you want? Considering V is using yours?" I raise my eyebrows slightly but Draco just stares at me, his eyes full of wonder as he sits up. Facing me with his legs crossed. "Actually. Um think we should talk" he fiddles with his hands on his laps. Making my slightly gulp in response.