draco's pov
the eighth year common room was lit up with colourful lights and laughter, yet another party. theyre always the same, we all get drunk and hungover and none of us can barely get up the next day. we're all aware its a bad idea, except we go through with it anyway.
draco: pans, do we have to have these parties every night?!
pansy: its not every night, drama queen. besides, theyre fun!
i sigh,
draco: sure whatever you say.
pansy: party pooper.
draco: i just want to sleep!
pansy: then sleep you grandpa, no ones stopping you.
draco: incase you havent noticed, theres a party going on! which means so sleep for me.
pansy: fine, lets make things interesting, you prat.
she stands up on one of the large tables full of food and drinks,
pansy: everyone, gather round! we're playing truth or dare in a few minutes!
she jumps off the table and gives me a innocent look,
draco: thats supposed to make things interesting? what are we, first years?
pansy: i really do hate you sometimes, im forcing you to play so deal with it.
i sit on the sofa behind me, but pansy quickly lifts me up and sits me in the circle of drunk eighth years, all giggling and chatting loudly.
pansy sits on my left, i turn to my right to see who else i have the privilege to sit next to, its no other then harry fucking potter.
he sat there laughing with weasley and granger, obviously not noticing me at all, or he wouldve moved away already.
pansy stands up, leaving me alone on the ground and cups her hands around her mouth,
pansy: ok shut up! we're starting,
she grabs a bottle from behind her and places it in the middle of the circle.
pansy: ok, the rules are simple, the bottle lands on you, you do a truth or a dare, and for any truth you dont answer, or dare you do not complete, you must remove any article of clothing.
she sat down and spinned the bottle with her wand, it landed on luna lovegood, who even though was a seventh year was still invited to the amazing party.
pansy spinned the bottle again with a graceful movement of her wand and it landed on longbottom,
luna: ooh, this should be fun, neville, truth or dare
longbottom thought about it for a moment and then blurted out "truth".
luna: who in this room do you fancy.
longbottom blushed and muttered something under his breath.
luna: couldnt quite hear that, neville.
neville: b-blaise..
everyone giggled and blaise gave longbottom an exaggerated wink.
after a few minutes of people making out and exposing secrets, i was starting to get extremely bored, i yawned and heard a giggle to my right,
draco: whats so funny, potter?
harry: nothing malfoy, not tired are you?
draco: of course not. why would you think that?
harry: the yawn kind of gave it away.
i snorted,
draco: so its illegal to yawn, is it potter?
potter laughed loudly,
harry: just admit youre tired, prat.
draco: never, you git.
we were talking for a while, until weasley interrupted,
ron: harry wake up will you, its your turn.
harry: oh right, uh truth.
"wuss" i said quietly
harry: nevermind, dare.
weasley turned to granger, asking her what dare to give him.
ron: i dare you to kiss the most attractive person in this room
potter sighed and started undoing his tie,
draco: again, youre a wuss.
harry: you do it then, if youre so brave!
the whole circle was quiet, as if to see what was going to go down.
draco: fine. i will.
he laughed and everything was silent again,
harry: well, do it then, you prat--
i interrupted his sentence by kissing him gently on the lips for about 5 seconds and then pulled away.
the room was silent, everyone was shocked.
then pansy slapped me on the back
pansy: well its about time!
everyone erupted the room with laughter and chatter and potter was sitting in shock.
draco: potter--
he grabbed my tie, pulled me closer and kissed me for another 5 seconds and then rested his head on my shoulder. we talked more and more until eventually, half the common room was asleep, we both fell asleep on a sofa with the weasley girl and lovegood, snuggled together.
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the next morning, i woke up hungover, dirty and with potter cuddled up against me snoring softly, i noticed something on his forehead,
in large black writing, it said "BIRDS". what on earth could that mean?
i wiggled him awake and he looked up and gave me a confused look.
harry: whats on your forehead?
draco: whats on your forehead, what does mine say?
harry: love, what about mine?
draco: birds-- oh wait. lovebirds.
harry: oh, right.
it was silent for a moment and then we both cracked up in laughter, after a few more minutes, we both fell back asleep, cuddled up against eachother.
