Killer Lies [Harry Potter Fanfiction] (Killers: 1)

Killer Lies: Chapter Twenty - Four ~ Off His Rocker

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Chapter Twenty - Four ~ Off His Rocker

Draco chuckled as he left Ginny's apartment and decided to head over to Blaise's. He hadn't seen his friend in a while and he knew he needed to have a little talk with his overly flamboyant mate. He looked at his watched and realized it was almost six in the morning. He yawned and took at his wand, apparating right on the spot to Zabini Manor.

He landed outside the gate and yawned again. He really needed to get some sleep; he muttered a spell that let him through the gates and then ran, stopping in front of the main doors at the Zabini Manor in mere seconds. He knocked and waited a few moments for the door to be opened.

As the door opened, Murkie appeared.

"Is Blaise available?" Draco asked quickly in which Murkie nodded and moved out of the way to allow him entrance. Draco immediately headed over to Blaise's bedroom when Murkie pointed that way. He walked up the stairs slowly, his mind traveling towards a feisty, drop-dead gorgeous woman who set his blood boiling. He smiled to himself as he remember her face flushing as he teasingly suggested he could help her forget and relax with sexual pleasure. He couldn't help himself. She was just too blasted cute when she was all flustered and nervous. It made his body hum with pleasure just to know that he did that to her. He grinned, as he continued thinking about her.

He pushed open Blaise's door without knocking and instantly regretted it.

Draco got a full view of Blaise's, who was partially undressed only in his boxer briefs, back as he leaned over an unknown male. He heard the unknown male moan in pleasure and immediately, Draco covered his eyes.

"For the love of Merlin, Blaise, put some bloody clothes on!" Draco hissed.

"Draco?" Blaise shot up and looked back at his best mate. He frowned.

"Draco!" The other male rolled off the bed, a loud groan as he landed on the floor.

"Neville Longbottom," Draco smirked, "comfortable?" He asked.

Neville's completely flushed face appeared and he cursed.

"What are you doing here, Draco?" Blaise asked as he leaned back on his bed, arms behind his head.

"Don't you lock your door?" He ignored Blaise.

"Don't you knock?" Blaise asked. "Plus, this is my house. I don't need to lock my door."

Draco snorted, "I didn't think you would have company this early. Actually, I didn't even think you would be awake."

"I just woke up. I was looking forward to my morning shag. You just ruined it." Blaise complained.

"Idiotic, selfish gits! Can you stop talking so casually? I'm bloody naked here!" Neville growled.

Both Blaise and Draco looked over at the blushing Neville.

"I know, love, and boy do you look sexy." Blaise winked at Neville, causing him to flush more if possible.

"Blaise!" He groaned. "Draco, turn around so I can run to the loo."

Draco just turned without saying anything and a few seconds later the bathroom door slammed shut.

"What do you want, Draco?" Blaise asked again, as he watched his friend suspiciously.

"Just to see you, I haven't seen my best mate in a while. Is that a crime?" Draco frowned.

"No, but it's a crime to appear at your mate's house this early! You ruined my morning." Blaise crossed his arms over his dark, hairless chest.