The Dorm Mate Mishap (Drarry Fanfic)

Chapter 1

"Doesn't your dormmate move in, today, Harry?" Hermione asks as her, Ginny, Ron, and I walk back towards our dorm building.

"Indeed." I sigh, before shrugging "It's a first year."

"I thought I was the only first year living in our dorm." Ginny replies and I shake my head "Tell me if he's hot. I'm in the market for a man."

Ginny and I broke up last year. Long story short, our sex life was terrible. We would always get right up to the insertion, then little Harry would pass out. It didn't take long for the both of us to realize: I'm wasn't into it.

Ron sighs "I'm sorry I didn't sign on to be your dormmate, Harry. Uni just isn't for me." he dropped out after last year.

After the war, we decided to have the muggle experience. That meant: going to university in a college in London.

When we're into the dorm, my friends leave me to go to Hermione and Ginny's dorm, on the second floor. Mine, is on the third.

On the third floor, I walk down to the end of the hall, to find my door open. When I find boxes on the bed, I'm about to investigate, until I hear someone place a box on the desk "Out of all the possibilities, I've got the Harry Pottah."

I recognize the voice immediately, but I don't believe my eyes when I turn to find a musclar, tattooed, dark blonde, bearded "Malfoy?"

He scoffs "I know, I know. I look nothing like I did during our time at Hogwarts." he sighs "I've already spoke to someone. There's no way I can get another dorm room."

I furrow my brows and ask "Where have you been for the past year? No wizard has seen you since the trial."

He shrugs and turns to his boxes "After my wand was snapped, I decided to go across the pond. Visit the famous places in America. Muggles are quite fascinating creatures."

I sit on the edge of his bed as he folds some clothes. After staring at him for a long while, I ask "Did you dye your hair?"

He gives an amazed look, before snickering "All I did, was spend some time on a nude beach."

I nod, before looking over his tattoos. My attention happens across the dark mark. The skin below it looks severely burnt "What happened to your arm?"

He holds it out in front of him and stares at it, before setting his jaw "I tried to burn it off." I give a concerned look and he sighs "It didn't work, so I just got two sleeves done."

I look over the colorful tattoos to find one arm is colorful flowers, that contrast the dark mark. The other, is ivy covering his arm. At the top of the ivy, is a silver band that runs over his shoulder. The other arm possesses a yellowed ribbon with the Hogwarts memo "I thought you hated Hogwarts."

"I hated it was so happy." he states, monotonously, before sighing "It was hopeful, while I would go home to quiet halls and a father who liked his walking stick, a bit too much."

We're silent for a long moment, before I look over the boxes and stand to help him unpack. Silently, we go about unpack his unusual belongs. A fake skull, which he placed on his desk, with a Slytherin hat atop it's head. A ceramic skull, with a silver crown on it's head; it's full of coins; sits on the other side of his desk. Other things like that.

When we get to the last couple of boxes, I open one to find a blue pair of hand cuffs "Uhh, Malfoy?" he hums as he looks through a notebook "Are you, kinky?"

He makes a confused noise, before looking over and gasping, before taking the box from me "My apologizes. You weren't supposed to see this."

He turns his back to me and starts tossing things into the bottom drawer of his closet dresser. After a long moment, he turns around with a riding crop in hand "Definately kinky." I chuckle.

"It won't fit in the dresser." he sighs, before explaining "From time to time, I add a bit of spice to my sex life. Is that such a crime?"

"No, but..." I take the crop from him and turn to my dresser, pulling out a couple of thumbtacks "Take it from a Gryffindor. You should be brave enough to do this."

He gives a confused look and I turn to the wall behind his headboard. As I mount it above the bed, he gocks "That's brave, even for a Gryffindor."

I smirk, before asking "Anything else you'd like to hang up?" he thinks for a second, before nervously shaking his head "Yeah there is! What is it?"

He sets his jaw, before turning and pulling out a waded up cloth "I picked it up in San Francisco. I didn't know how my dormmate would take it, but seeing as you were close with Dumb-" he cuts himself short.

After a long moment of silence, I reassure "I was there, I know it wasn't your fault." he gives a weak smile, before holding out the fabric to reveal a rainbow flag.

I hum, before taking it from him and tacking it to the wall beside his bed. When I climb off his bed, I ask "Top or bottom?"

He hums, before realizing what I'm talking about, before explaining "Either way, I'm good to go."

I nod at that, before nudging his side "Welcome home, roomie." He rolls his eyes, before digging into his backpack to retrieve a thing of cigarettes.

"I'm going to head out for a fag." he smacks the carton against his palm "Care to join?" He asks.

I motion to my side of the room "I'm not quite done unpacking my stuff yet." he nods, before pulling out a set of keys "You have a car?"

"And a bike." he states and I give an impressed look. He looks me over, before asking "Can you drive?"

"Course I do." I nod and he messes with his keys, before handing me the smaller ring "What car do you drive?"

"Vinaccia Red Alfa Romeo Spider." he smirks mischievously "Be nice to her. Juliet is my baby."

"Why don't you call it Romeo?" I ask as he pulls on a leather jacket.

"Because that's my bike's name." he declares, before sighing "I'm not going anywhere, but you can take my car, if you'd like."

I scratch my forehead, before stating "I might just go talk to Hermione, Ginny, and Ron." He nods as we step out of our dorm.

We make small talk, until I walk onto Hermione's level.

When we separate, I wonder "Why did I forgive him so easily?"