Draco's Veela Side (Drarry)

Part 1:Roomates- AU

"Hey babe." Draco purred. It was morning, light peaking through the curtains of his and Harry's dorm at Hogwarts; they were roomates.

Malfoy was sitting up and facing Astoria, his girlfriend of three months. Potter was pissed off, as an understatement, that Draco constantly brought a girl into their dorm, slept with her and then woke her up acting all lovey dovey. Luckily no sex had been happening- that he had caught, anyway.

"Hey, cutie-"
"ThaT'S IT, YOU'VE WOKE ME UP, CONGRATULATIONS!" Harry began to yell miserably as he sat upright, "Alright so lets set some ground rules, considering it's 7 AM and we have no classes today; number 1, no girls in the dorm-"
"You bring Hermione here all the time!"
"Yes, but you see, we don't snog one anothers faces off," He stood up, showing his boxers and he grabbed a top and threw it on, "Fine then, no girls allowed in the dorm over night. Number two, no sex in the dorm- or while I'm present in the dorm, or near any of my belongings, thank you very much. Number three, no waking me up on weekends if the time is before around 8 to 8:30. And if you have a problem with any of those rules, find your own fucking dorm."

"Someone's miserable-"
"I am miserable, Malfoy, because I woke up hearing you two act all lovey dovey! Just give it up! Everybody knows you'll never last, and everybody fucking knows that Astoria's cheating on you with that fucking Steven guy!" He snapped, trying to calm down but it didn't work, "So great fucking girlfriend, Malfoy, yeah, I applaud you."

"Why would you accuse me of such a thing?!" She gasped, acting shocked, which ticked both Harry and Draco off.
"Don't accuse my girlfriend-"
"I'm accusing her because I saw her snog his face off the other day-"
"Polyjuice potion exists-"
"But, Malfoy, even if it was polyjuice potion, who would have gotten their hands on Astoria's precious bag, with her nametag on and that pathetic flowery pattern?"

"You're just a jealous liar." The blonde hissed, "You little lover boy. I know you like me-"
"Why would I like you?! Even she don't like you," He shot a finger at Greengrass, "even your girlfriend doesn't like you, and if she did, she wouldn't have made out with Steven! As well as that, she wouldn't have lost her virginity to him-"
"How do you know, you pervert!" She shrieked in disgust.
"He's spreading that shit like wildfire to the ravenclaws, so he can't be that clever to be in ravenclaw himself, can he? Sorting hat gone wrong? And I have a friend in Ravenclaw who told me, Greengrass, and she never speaks a lying word. And I would never lie about her myself." He retored, "So, Astoria, do you deny it?"

She was quiet, biting her lip, which made Draco jump up.
"You did! You did?!" He repeated as more of a hurt question, "Fuck off! When?!"
"L-last week. Sorry, Dray, he means nothing to me-"
"Fuck off. Get out." He snarled, wiping the tears away that were rolling down his cheek at a rapid pace.
"No, I-"
"He said leave!" Harry yelled, still irritated. Malfoy growled at him, too.
"Stay out of this." His voice, however, was softer, and as Astoria left, she hissed at Potter.
"Watch your back, you dickhead."

Draco broke down when she left.
"D-Draco? Are you okay?" He asked gently, although staying where he was, still only wearing a top and boxers.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" He asked calmly, but his teeth were clenched together.
"I-I thought it was a rumour so I didn't want to ruin your relationship-"
"You still could have said!" He barked.
"But you would have hated me for saying such a thing, especially if they were rumours! Look, I confirmed with Steven yesterday and I forgot about it until now, because, well, I was asleep when you arrived here with her..." He trailed off, as Malfoy just took deep breathes, a few tears still racing down his cheek.
"Fine." He spat.

"What did I do?!" Potter was confused as to why he was being spoken to in such a rude tone, even though the boy had just went through a break up.
"You-you ruined it. You're the reason for my break up!"
"You'd rather have a cheating girlfriend? Because, how it seemed like to me, she'd be over the moon to take you back. Maybe I am being selfish, I mean, it's not exactly as if I told you so you could be happy even if she got someone like Steven to beat up a skinny prick like me for telling. No, not at all, so I insist; go get her."
His blood was boiling at this time, so instead of carrying on the argument, he shook his head, "I'm going out."