The Dorm Mate Mishap (Drarry Fanfic)

Chapter 7

At eight, Draco sighs "I feel like shit." He rubs his eyes and asks "Some bits of last night are foggy."

"Well." I sigh as I hand over a cup of coffee "Hermione wanted to send you to rehab. Ginny wanted the same, but we're in college, so... welcome to the rehab el phoenix. You'll be accompanied to all classes, you junky."

He groans, before insisting "I'm not a drug addict!" I raise an eyebrow to him and he sighs "They just help me get through the day, without wanting to off myself!"

"What about your imipramine and your diazepam?" I ask and he shrugs "They must help."

He shrugs, before explaining "I still feel numb." He shakes his head "The drugs, and the partying, and the shitty one night stands, they make me feel something."

I hum, before sighing "Why don't we try to fix that?" He gives a confused look and I pull him down the stairs, into the kitchen "We're going to Camelot Theme Park in Lancashire."

He spots Bill making breakfast, before asking "An amusement park?" I nod and he declares "I'm going to need to change."

I look over his tank top and skinny jeans "You look fine, why would you need to change?" I ask.

He gives an embarrassed look, before grabbing my sleeve and pulling me out of the room.

Silently, he pulls out a string of his underwear "What is that?" I ask and he sighs. Then it hits me "That's a jockstrap!"

"And the cupping is a bit small." he states, before shaking his head "For a night of dry humping and partying, it's fine. For an amusement park, I'd rather not get tip burn."

After a quick trip to our dorm, I sift through Draco's bag, back at the Phoenix compound. A hoodie with no sleeves, a pair of trainers, a pair of army green joggers. Then I pull out a pair of black boxer briefs that says "I 💙 DICK" on the arse.

I look at Draco in amazement and he shrugs "It's a restaurant in the colonies! I bought them when I was drunk!"

With a scoff, I hand the bag over and he goes to take a shower. When I step over to my friends, Bill asks "Well, he's fucking mad."

"No, just lost." I insist and they look at me doubtfully "Honestly, I think he's saner than all of us. How did we not break after Voldemort?"

As I start to go through his backpack, Hermione sighs "So, know we have a suicidal junky on our hands."

"It's better than a diehard death eater." I state, pulling out his journal "We can handle a junky. We can't handle a fascist."

Hermione takes his journal and flips it open, to find the drawing of herself. She furrows her brow, before reading the back. After a moment, she sighs "He's not a fascist."

"You just realize that?" I ask as I pull out his prescriptions. Then a hat, and pair of sunglasses. In his wallet, I find 200 pounds, a few condoms, and a dime bag of grey powder.

Hesitantly, I place it aside and pull out what looks to be breath spray. With a shrug, I spray it into my mouth, and my throat instantly goes numb.

Silently, I flip it over and look for a label. When I don't find one, my eyes go wide and I ask "Hermione, are my eyes dilated or pinpoint?"

She examines my eyes "No, why?"

"My throat is numb." I state and she frowns "I don't know, I just tried this and now I can't feel my throat."

"What did you use?" Draco asks as he walks down the stairs, towel drying his hair. I hold up to bottle and he cracks up.

"What drugs did I take?" I ask and he hums, before shaking my shoulder and picking up the grey powder.

"It's not drugs." Draco declares, before spreading some powder on his armpits "Deodorant." he states, before tossing it down.

"What's this?" I ask and he smirks "Like ecstasy or something?"

"It's spearmint." He explains, before smirking "Now, why do you think a gay man would need something to numb his throat?"

I wrinkle my nose at him "Deep throat?"

"I don't blow, lightly." he insists, before wiggling his eyebrows "I blow minds." He snags it from me "Little gag reflex."

I hum, before continuing through his bag to pull out cigarettes, a lighter, his keys. After I'm down, I toss them back and hand it over.

~

As we walk around the amusement park, Draco lights a cigarette and asks "What to do first?"

At the end of the day, we sit at a cafe. Throughout the day, Draco laughed and had fun. Now, he sips his drink, emotionlessly.

I give a weak smile, before asking him "Why don't we go for a walk?" he shrugs and we step off the patio.

Once we're about a block away, I ask "Did you like the amusement park?" he nods and I ask "How do you feel now?"

He shrugs "I'm feeling a bit of nothing." I give a sorrowful look and he sighs "About now, I'd be high on something. Probably mushrooms."

Silently, we turn and start down an alleyway "I know it sucks." He scoffs and I stop him "Seriously, I know how it feels to be numb to everything. After Voldemort, his soul left my body. It took me months to adjust to his soul leaving."

He gives a confused look and I sigh "I used to be so happy. Then, when he died, I felt nothing. I've gotten used to feeling nothing. But I keep going because I know I need to."

He narrows his gaze at me, before looking towards the street "Don't you ever want to feel something?"

I think for a second, before shaking my head "I've spent my whole life hating my family. If I could feel, I don't think I could tolerate them."

He nods, before I pull him into a hug "Let's make some good memories. When the levy breaks, we need some good memories."

He nuzzles into my shoulder and we stand there for a moment. I can't help but think of last night. The way it felt to have him grinding on me as we danced. The utter ecstasy I felt.

When we pull away, we don't go far. My eyes drift from him, to his lips. I can't help myself for pressing my lips to his.

His tounge skirts across my top lip and I gently bite his bottom lip. When I release it, I let out a shakey breath and press my lips back to his, hungerly.

He whimpers and I release him, understanding exactly what I've done. He gives a dazed look, before I speak louder than normal "I'm sorry. That was... uhhh... our food is probably getting cold."

And with that, I start back to the cafe.