Durmstrang's Pretty Boy- Drarry Fanfic~ Book 1 of 3 in The Pretty Boy Trilogy

Chapter 12

 Once we got to the room, Harry massaged my shoulders and got the sensation back in them. Naturally, that ended in me jumping his bones.

 About halfway through our intercourse, I fell off the bed and pulled him with me. We didn't bother to get back on the bed.

 Out of nowhere, Pansy breaks through the door of dorm. Instantly, I pull a blanket over Harry and grab the sheets off my bed to shield my nakedness "Bloody hell!" I hiss at her "Haven't you heard of knocking?"

 "Who's that?" she asks, trying to look over the bed to get a look of what lies beneath the duvet.

 "None of your business." I scowl, pulling the sheet tighter around my waist "What do you want?"

 "Your favorites color is blue." she blurts and it takes me a second to think of what she's talking about.

 "It's green." I smirk, before thinking of a new rule to the game "You get nine more questions. And you can only use two questions a day."

 "How long until the questions expire?" she asks.

 "Until the day after the first challenge in The Triwizard Tournament." I assure and she nods "Would you like to get out?"

 "Your lucky number is thirteen." she insists and I shake my head at her "Then what is it then?"

 "Seven." I sigh, before walking towards the door and holding it open for her "Now, get out of my room."

 When she's finally gone, I lock the door and turn around to face Harry "How fast do you think we could get Hermione and Viktor here with your cloke?"

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 "What happened?" Hermione asks as she walks into the room, pulling the cloke out of her bag.

 "We were... together." I start as Harry finisher tying his tie "Pansy just barged in and started talking to me while trying to figure out who was in my bed."

 "So you're scared she's going to wait outside the room and expose you and Harry." Hermione sighs and I nod.

 Harry wraps the cloke around him. When he's invisible, the door opens and closes. About a minute later, Harry walks back in, cloke tucked into his bag "Are we ready for potions?"

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 Pansy has asked stupid questions. For instance, one day in Defense Against the Dark Arts, she sat on my desk "Your hair is enchanted to look platinum."

 "No. It's natural." I said, glaring up at her "Seven left."

 "Your eyes are enchanted to be that greyish blue."

 "They're natural as well." I state, looking down at my book.

 Or another day, when she pushed Viktor out of the way so she could sit next to me "Your shoe size is eleven."

 "It's twelve." I state, blinking emotionlessly at her.

 "You're a faggot." she states.

 "I'm openly gay." I sigh, slapping mash on my plate "So, you used a question on common sense."

 "You're not openly gay." she states and I look at Viktor.

 With an annoyed sigh, I stand on the bench and scream at the Durmstang table "Who knows my sexual orientation?"

 "What?" a few of them ask.

 "Who knows that I'm gay?" I scream and they all raise their hands, along with Harry and Hermione who sit at the Gryffindor table.

 At the time, the Durmstang boys, the two Gryffindors, Pansy and her goons were the only ones in The Grand Hall.

 On another day, in potions, she sat on my stool as I made a sleeping draught "You're a Voguer."

 "No, I'm loyal to one sex partner." I sigh at her annoying questions.

 "You have a house elf." she states.

 "No I don't." I clear my throat "I set him free last summer."

 But the topping on the cake, was her ninth question. It came while I was walking with Harry, Viktor, and Hermione, to the tent on the Dragon competition. She comes running up to us and grabs my arm.

 "I still have two more questions." she smirks.

 "You do." I sigh and wait for it.

 "You're twenty centimeters long." she smirks and I give her an confused bitchface "That Viking Cock of yours."

 I scoff and remark "Try twenty-five." she nods in approval and I sigh "Are you going to use your last question or not?"

 "I still have one more day." she smirks, before strolling off.

 "I'm going to kill her." Harry growls and I pull him away.

 "She won't get the last question right." I shrug "I'll never have to speak with her after tomorrow."

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 Before the tournament, I sit on the bench between Viktor's and Harry's 'rooms' with Hermione.

 "Be careful." I instruct them and they nod "Viktor, you've taken down a dragon before, you've got this. Harry?" I ask and he looks up to me "Just, don't die."

 "Will do." Harry scoffs.

 As Dumbeldore walks in, Hermione and I duck out of the tent "Do you think they're going to be okay?"

 "Yeah." I nod as we walk into the bleachers "I think they'll be just fine."

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 After the task is over, the twins carry Harry over to me as the other Gryffindors chant for him "Draco, I gotta go. They're throwing a Gryffindor party..." he gives a weak smile "I'll come over later, okay?"

 I nod and pat him on the back, smiling in pride "Go have some fun."

 After he's wisped away, Viktor pulls me into a hug "Come on, Dray! Time to party!"

 "I think I'm going to go to the room and have some alone time." He starts to argue, but I stop him "I just need to be alone."

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 About thirty minutes after I get back to the room, I'm a sweaty, groaning, naked mess as I stroke myself sensitively.

 Suddenly, there's a knock on the door and I groan "Viktor, just give me a couple more minutes, please."

 Knocking turns to banging, so I give up and throw on some boxers, before walking to the door. As soon as I open it, Pansy casts a spell "Protego Totalum!"