The Fourth Potter

⚡️Chapter 5⚡️

HARRY'S P.O.V
(A few days later)

As Evan, Draco and I walked down the hall to the great hall, Evan pointed to Oliver Wood, the gryffindor quidditch team captain.
"Hey, I know you don't want to know about my life, but Oliver Wood could do with a few more 'o's in his last name. Save selling himself short." He said
"Quelle?" My brain is fried.
"I'll translate, what?" Draco said the second part in a mocking tone.
"Oh, I just mean his broom wasn't the only thing he was riding last night." Evan continued
"Je ne comprends pas." I said
"He doesn't understand?" Draco said more as a question than a statement.
"We're dating. Oliver and I. Are dating. What's that in French?" Evan said quite agitated.
"Les deux se sortent" Draco said to me.
"lequel des deux? Oliver et Evan?" I asked Draco
"Oui" Draco replied
"Félicitations, mon frère" I responded
"He said 'congratulations'" Draco told Evan.
"What's going on with him anyway? Has he forgotten how to speak English?" Evan asked Draco.
"Avez-vous oublié l'anglais ou quoi?" Draco asked me
"Je n'ai pas oublié, il faut plus de temps pour se rappeler les mots en anglais. J'ai besoin d'une sieste et d'un cookie et je serai bien." I told him honestly.
"Dîner, vous vous sentirez mieux." Draco said
"Donne moi un calin, un biscuit et un endroit où dormir et je vais bien. Je promets." I replied.
Draco pulled me into his side. His torso felt warm against my arm.
"What's going on here?" Evan asked Draco
"Nothing. He's tired and wants a cookie and a nap." Draco answered
"I'll get him a cookie, you figure out a good place for him to nap."
"I'll take him to the slytherin common room. I'll make sure he's okay." Draco said
Draco guided me to the common room and when we got there, he sat down on a large couch. I quickly fell into him without thinking. My head resting in his lap, he played with my hair until I fell asleep. Which didn't take long.
I woke up the next morning next to Draco with crumbs all over my robes and his hand still in my hair.