The Dorm Mate Mishap (Drarry Fanfic)

Chapter 9

At midnight, I awaken and find Draco is still asleep. Quietly, I run my fingers up and down his upper arm. His skin is smooth, despite the tattoos. In the moonlight, you can already see the whites of his roots. My free hand traces his cheek to feel the forming stubble.

Silently, I place my lips to his forehead.

Hours pass with him laying completely still. If I could not feel his heartbeat, I would think he was dead.

At nine, he stretches out and takes in a deep breath, before looking up at me "What are you staring at?"

"I'm sorry." I whisper, moving the hair out of his face "I heard about your mum." his face goes blank, and he sits up in bed.

"You weren't supposed to know that." he states, before clearing his throat "How much do you know?"

"Everything." I reply and he nods nervously "You had to leave her, Draco." I state as I sit up in bed.

He gives a weak smile, before shaking his head "I knew she was alive." I raise my eyebrow to him and he shrugs "In that moment, she was either going to be next to a dead death eater, or a live one."

He reaches over me and grabs a beer, opening it with a ring "If I was there, they would have killed me and tortured her. If I was gone, they would think she killed the death eater, but if they didn't find her, she would be dead."

I think for a moment, before asking "Did you know she was alive while you were in America?"

"No." he states, taking a drink, before explaining "They cought me fifteen miles, and an hour and a half, later. I asked them if they found anyone else, they said no. I seriously thought she was dead."

He looks at me tiredly, before shaking his head "I didn't go drinking on Sunday. I went to see my mother."

I give a sad smile, before asking "Is this the first time you've slept during the week?"

"Yeah." he sighs, before placing the beer on his desk and picking up a book "The drugs were to get me through the week, so I could read up on finding a cure for cancer." he places it back "No success. And there won't be in this century."

I give a sorrowful look, before asking "Are they going to release her? Since she can't really... you know..."

"Live?" Draco asks, before shaking his head "No, she could make horcruxes to keep herself alive. They won't risk it."

"Did you?" I ask and he gives a confused look "Create a horcrux... when you murdered Lucius?"

"No." he states and I let out a sigh of relief "I'm not a cannibal." I give a confused noise and he frowns "Have you not read about them?"

I shake my head and he explains "Voldemort gave me the option to create a horcrux when I was to kill Dumbledore. I would have to eat a bit of him to let my soul latch onto something."

"You have to consume your kill to create a horcrux?" I ask and he nods. The thought of him eating my mother comes to mind.

"It could be anything with DNA. Hair, sweat, fingernails." Draco sighs and the load is taken from me.

~

Draco shares health with Hermione and I, with makes me think as we sit at the cafe "How many classes are you taking?"

He counts off on his fingers, before shrugging "Ten. I have three on Tuesdays and Fridays. My next class starts in thirty minutes."

Hermione and I share a look "You only need twenty semesters to pass. Hermione and I have five this semester."

"And I plan to graduate this year." Draco states, before shrugging "Junky or not, I get shit done."

He pays the bill, before gathering his books and crossing the street to head into the history department.

Hermione frowns "He really tows the line between nerd and punk." I scoff, before sipping my tea.

~

As Hermione unlocks her door, she shrugs "I don't know, but don't forget your shower shoes."

When we step in, I stop dead in my tracks when I spot an angry Molly Weasley, a neutral Arthur Weasley, an annoyed Ginny Weasley, and a very uncomfortable Ron Weasley.

I look to Hermione "I'm going to head up to my dorm. I should start on that book for Lit 2. Or get flashcards from mister grunge."

When I turn, Molly sighs "Harry James Potter, this concerns you, as well." I take in a nervous breath, before turning back. She nudges Ron "Go on!"

Hermione shuts the door as Ron sighs "I'm sorry that I called you and your dormmate a predator." he says, fakely, not looking at me.

I give an annoyed look, before Molly insists "Ronald Weasley, I will not stand for this! He's your best friend, and the fact that he likes men doesn't mean he's not the same person!"

"Ron, I've been with a girl." Ginny states and Ron gasps in shock "Are you going to disown me?"

Ron scoffs "That's bloody hot." Arthur smacks the back of his head and Ron scowls "I mean if it wasn't my sister! If it was two girls, that would be hot! Lesbians are hot! Gays are gross."

"Beg to differ." Hermione, Ginny, and I remark in unison.

Hermione scoffs and smacks my arm "Harry slept with the dorm manager! Did I tell you that, Ginny?"

Ginny frowns "You didn't even know his name at the start of term!" I shrug and she asks "Do you know it now?"

I think for a second, before thinking of a common Irish name and confidently declaring "Conor."

"It's Aiden." Hermione states and I shrug, before she frowns "Do you even know a Conor?"

I think for a second, before snapping my fingers and announcing "I danced with a Conor on Tuesday."

"Please!" Ginny snickers "You did as much dancing with Conor as I did with Amelia!" Hermione smirks.

"Who's Amelia?" I ask and they give me a look of disbelief, before I get it "Okay, I got it now. Yeah, we didn't dance much."

"What's happening with mister grunge?" Ginny asks and I sigh "That bad?"

"We haven't really talked about it." I shrug, before groaning "So, do I take action, or wait for him? Also, is he ready a relationship type?"

"What's happening?" Molly asks and we stop our very gay conversation "Are you dating someone?"

"No." I sigh, before clearing my throat and sitting on the edge of Hermione's bed "Single, and mingling."

"But he's into tattoos." Hermione smirks and I glare at her, before she asks "Does your tattoo itch?"

"Yeah, it's normal." I sigh and Molly glares at us.

"You got tattoos?" Ron asks and we nod "When?"

"At arse o'clock on Sunday night and Monday morning." I state and they give a bewildered look "I didn't want my roommate to go alone. Hermione I decided to go with, and the artists won us over."

"What did you get?" Ginny asks, before pointing to Hermione "I've seen Hermione's and I love it."

I look to the other Weasley's, before motioning my head over to the corner. Silently, we stroll over to the corner and I move my pants down a bit, before lifting my shirt.

She laughs, before covering her mouth "That's a big tattoo, Harry! Is it considered two pieces?" I shake my head, before she touches it "With the ivy over the black horns, and the flowers." She smacks the in between of the tattoo horns, which lay outside my V "That must attract a lot of men."

I replace my shirt and nod "That's what Conrad said."

"Conor." Hermione corrects.