The Dorm Mate Mishap (Drarry Fanfic)

Chapter 3

When I slide behind the wheel of Juliet, I take in the smell of the leather "That's bloody fantastic!"

"This is your roommate's car?" Ron asks and I nod, before putting the key in the ignition "He let you take his car, after knowing you for two seconds?"

I hum, before starting it up "He rides his motorcycle more than he drives his car." I snicker "Right now, he's probably drunkenly grinding on some guy at a gay club."

As I start to back out, Ginny sighs "I want to know how you could have sex with one girl, but not with me."

With a sigh, I pull back in, and park it. After a long moment of silence, I look at them "Hermione probably already guessed at this..."

She rests her hand on my shoulder, as she sits in the front seat. She gives a weak smile, before insuring "I've thought about it, but I didn't know for sure, until recently."

I set my jaw and look back at Ron and Ginny in the rear-view mirror "I'm gay." Ron raises his eyebrow to me.

In an instant, he looks to the girls "Get out of the car!" he hops the side of the convertible. Ginny and Hermione start to argue. After pulling Ginny out of the car, he turns to Hermione "Get out of the car!"

"No!" Hermione hisses, before shaking her head "You're being a death eater, Ronald! I won't stand for it!"

He looks to me and insists "Stay away from me and my family, until you get your head straight!"

Hermione looks to me and sighs "Drive away from them." Silently, I back out of the parking spot and drive out of the lot.

As I drive down the street, she gives a sad look, before declaring "Ron will come around, Harry."

"Sure he will." I sigh, before looking at the time to find it's six "Where do you want to eat?" I ask as we turn a corner.

"Seriously, Ron will get over it." She states and I nod, before she nudges me "You pick where we eat."

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As we park on the street, outside 4 Privet Drive, Hermione frowns as she climbs out of the car "I sort of meant somewhere in London."

I give a weak smile "I just kinda wanted to see them." As we step up to the house, I explain "After Uncle Vernon died, they've become very interested in my life."

He died last year, due to a heart attack, caused by his weight. Aunt Petunia has fully excepted me as a son. Dudley, he's dropped the weight.

When we step up to the door, I knock and she asks "Should I have dressed differently?" I shake my head and she asks "Who did you sleep with?"

I smirk at her, before replying "The dorm manager."

She frowns at me "You didn't even know his name!"

I shrug "Still don't." I wink at her, before Petunia opens the door and smiles at me "Hi, Aunt Petunia."

"Harry, boy!" she announces "You've brought a friend!" She waves us in and declares "Duddy isn't here yet, but dinner is ready. Would you help me set the table?"

"Of course." I smile, before looking to Hermione "Petunia, this is Hermione. She is the smartest witch in our year at Hogwarts."

"Nice to meet you, dear." Petunia smiles, shaking Hermione's hand.

After setting the table, the front door opens and Dudley steps into the room with a smile "Harry, is this your girlfriend?"

I smirk, before shaking my head "No, I'm gay, she's got a boyfriend." Petunia and Dudley give a shocked look.

"Even if he's a dumbarse." Hermione sighs, before shaking his head "Ronald is our friend, from Hogwarts."

"And is the wizarding world more open about homosexuality?" Petunia asks and I shake my head. She nods, before smiling weakly "Well, we've heard weirder from you."

Dudley smirks "Way weirder." he shrugs "I mean, you're a bloody wizard."

While we eat, Hermione asks "Would you ever date your dorm mate?" Dudley and Petunia give a curious look "A fellow gay."

"Also a fellow wizard." I reply and she gives a confused look "You know how Draco Malfoy hasn't been seen in over a year?"

She sets her jaw "Draco Malfoy is your dormmate?" I nod and she gocks "What kind of black magic caused that?"

I shrug, before explaining "He's not the same as he used to be." she gives a doubting look and I ask "You remember how he used to be sickly pale, with white hair and he always wore a black suit?"

She nods and I continue "Now he's tan, with dark blonde hair, and he wears regular teenager clothing. He rides a motorcycle! Have you ever known a Voldemort loyalist to ride a motorcycle?"

She thinks for a second, before frowning "We're driving his car!" I nod and she sighs "Even if he betrayed Voldemort, don't you remember everything he's done to you? He broke your nose! Almost killed Dumbledore!"

"Dumbledore killed Dumbledore." I declare and she sighs "You have no idea what happened in the astronomy tower! Don't suggest that you do!"

She gives an apologetic look, before sighing "Fine, I understand that Voldemort forced him to kill Dumbledore. And that Draco couldn't kill him. That it was Severus who killed Dumbledore. That Dumbledore forced Severus to kill him. That Voldemort dragged Draco into being a death eater. But he was still a dick before all of that."

"And now he's a tattooed muggle that goes out to bars in hopes of finding temporary affection from anyone with a dick between their legs!" I hiss and I notice Petunia and Dudley are a bit stand offish "If we're going to blame people for what they've done in the past, you still haven't gone back to your parents!"

She looks taken aback by the outburst, before I continue "If you think battling Voldemort was hard, try living with him! Because that's what Draco had to do."

"If I may..." Petunia interjects and we look to her "I do believe you three should have a sit down." She motions towards the pudding "If you'd like to invite him over..."

I hum, before walking over to the phone and calling my dorm room. In a matter of seconds, Draco picks up "Hello?"

I can hear music in the background. Queen, We Are the Champions. "I wasn't expecting you to be back, already."

"Had one drink, wasn't feeling it. Decided to come back and do a bit of studying." he sighs, before asking "What's up?"

I turn to look back at the table, before asking "You see, I'm at my aunts house, and she wants to know if you'd like to come over for pudding?"

He's silently for a moment, before asking "What kind of pudding?" I furrow my brow for a moment, before scoffing "Like cake, or pie?"

I roll my eyes, before walking over and lifting the lid to find a cheesecake "Cheesecake." I frown "Chocolate, by the looks of it."

"Surrey, right?" he asks and I can hear a commotion behind the line.

"4 Privet Drive." I tell him and he hangs up "Hello?" I ask, before shrugging and putting the phone back on the hook "I guess he's on his way."