The Dorm Mate Mishap (Drarry Fanfic)

Chapter 23

When we get to the manor, Hermione stands in the cupboard and grabs a pewter cauldron "He keeps everything alphabetized. What do we need?"

I unfold the list and start to read off the ingredients. As I go along, she grabs the ingredients and tosses them into the cauldron "Wolfsbane, silver powder, hemlock, lavender, Flobberworm mucus-"

"Wait." Hermione stops as she holds the mucus in hand "Lavender and Flobberworm mucus, doesn't belong in a wolfbane tonic." She holds out her hand and snags the list.

With a sigh, she puts the cauldron down and shakes her head "What?" I ask and she places a few more ingredients in the cauldron.

"He wants to make a sleeping draught." she states, before tossing the note into the cauldron "To help him sleep."

"Ah, Harry?" Ron frowns and I turn to find he stares down in disgust "There's a vibrator in his nightstand."

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When we get back to the burrow, Draco sits at the kitchen table, resting his head on it and breathing heavily.

"I thought you were going to take a nap." I state as I sit the cauldron on the table and he sits up, tiredly.

"Can't sleep." He states as he props his face on his palm "I just want to sleep." he sighs, tiredly moving the cauldron closer.

"So you want to make a sleeping draught?" I ask and he hums, before taking a few things out of the cauldron.

He nods as he starts to create the potion.

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Later, I lay next to Draco as downs a bit of his sleeping draught. Once it's down, he nuzzles into me and gives a confused hum. With a frown, I ask "What's wrong?"

He yawns "You smell different." he whispers, before falling straight to sleep.

After worming myself out from under him, I step down the stairs to find the Weasley family, and Hermione, in the living room "He's asleep." I state.

When I sit at the table, Molly sits a plate in front of me, full of the cold supper "You should eat, love."

I push the plate away and shake my head as I rub my face "I'm not hungry. Too concerned about my junky, werewolf, boyfriend."

They all sit at the table as I prop my head in my hands "First, he's vomiting and shitting at the same time. Now, he's complaining and his bones aching as he tremors every five seconds. All the while, he can't sleep and he's covered in cold sweat."

"What does he sleep in?" Ron asks and I give a confused look "You heard me, what does he sleep in?"

After a moment, I sigh "Usually, nothing." I state, before shrugging "But today, he's sleeping in a jumper and stripped pants."

Ron nods, before looking towards Hermione and Ginny "Take him out, and force him into some fun. I'll watch the wolf."

Three hours of arguing later, Hermione, Ginny, and I, sit in a pub. As I drink a Long Island Iced Tea, Hermione sighs "He'll be fine, Harry."

I give an unsure look, before stating "I'm not so sure about that, Hermione." We're silent for a long moment, before I sigh "I don't think I can stay with him after this."

They give me a concerned look, before Ginny asks "Why not?"

I rub my forehead and shake my head "I can't watch him throw his life away. He's not going to stop."

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When we get back to the burrow, I find the Weasley family whispering in the kitchen. In confusion, I ask "Where's Draco?"

They give a concerned look, before Ron whispers "He's on the roof. I thought he was going to jump. He's just sitting there."

Instantly, I start up the stairs. When I get to the roof, I find Draco staring up at the stairs. As I sit, I smile weakly "You're not going to jump, are you?"

He shakes his head and sniffles "I thought about it." he looks down, and gulps "I used to go up to the astronomy tower, during our sixth year. I'd think about jumping. Then I watch Dumbledore fall, and now..."

"You would kill yourself?" I ask after a long moment of silence. When he nods, I frown "Why?"

He takes a moment, before looking at me tiredly and answering "I've hurt people. I've hurt you." he shakes his head as a tear runs down his face "I don't want to use anymore. Even if it kills me, I can't use again, Harry."

Regretfully, I think of how, only an hour ago, I was planning on breaking up with him.

Silently, I take his hand in mine and he leans into me "Tomorrow we'll see the worst of it." I state, rubbing his arm.

After a long moment, he sighs and releases me "Is it cold out here to you?" I shake my head and he frowns "I'm cold."

I give an amused look, before crawling back into the burrow. After helping his trembling arse back in, I walk him back towards the living room.

When we reach the bottom of the stairs, Draco's eyes lock with the open door. In concern, I ask "Draco?"

"Mum?" he asks, stepping towards the door. Bill and I share a look, before he darts out of the door "Mum!"

As I follow him out, he drops to his knees and holds his head in his hands as he rocks and sobs out "Mummy, wake up! Please wake up!"

"Draco?" I whisper, placing my hand on his shoulder. In an instant, he turns, and fear waves through me as I stare into his, green irised, dilate pupils. Red veins spread across the whites of his eyes. Only once have I seen the horrifying transformation.

In the eyes of Remus Lupin, when he transforming into a werewolf.