Hogwarts Pretty Boy- Sequel to Durmstrung Pretty Boy (2 of 3)

Chapter 20

As I get ready for bed, I look for Pin Cushion. When I can't find him, I slip into my slippers and walk through the halls to get to Lucius's room.

When I knock on the door, he opens up and asks "What's wrong?"

I motion towards the armchair Pin Cushion slits in and ask "Can I borrow Pin Cushion for a few days?"

He scoffs, before opening his door wider and letting me in. As I walk over to Pin Cushion, he scoffs "Every since you were little, you would nuzzle up to Pin Cushion and fall right to sleep."

I smile at him as he tightens his robe around himself. His emerald pants skirt across the ground as he takes a seat on the edge of the bed.

I hold Pin Cushion in my lap and take a moment, before asking "Do you really think I'll break up with Harry?"

He shrugs "If Viktor is hovering over you, what else could that mean?" I give a tired smile, before he insures "I really do hope you and Harry stay together, but if there's some other reason for Viktor being here, I'd rather it be as minor as a break up."

I sit there for a moment, before declaring "I'm going to go to bed."

As I walk towards the door, he calls after me "I don't want to see you hurt."

~

The next day, I spent the morning with Lucius. We had a bountiful breakfast, which we made ourselves, and nearly burnt the manor down.

We than sat at the fireplace and talked about the drama of Hogwarts. Like Oliver and Blaise. And Dumbledore's Army.

And around noon, we get dressed and travel to The Order's brownstone. There, I find Harry and Sirius in the family tree room.

As Sirius starts out, he smiles at us "Draco! Lucius! What a pleasant surprise!"

Lucius smiles at him "Sirius! How about a drink?" As they walk off, Harry looks at me with a weak smile.

I motion towards Sirius "What was that about?"

He shrugs, before insisting "It was nothing." He turns to the family tree "Are you on here?"

I shrug, before following the tree down to find myself in the bottom corner "Yeah, right there."

He chuckles, before remarking "You look like Peter Pan, with that little hat." I roll my eyes, before he asks "How was your day?"

I think for a second, before declaring "Lucius and I did some talking. About why Viktor would be haunting me."

He gives a weak smile "And what did you come up with?"

I take a moment, before telling him "Nothing good." He gives a concerned look, before I wrap my arms around him "Merry Christmas, my love."

He scoffs, before giving me a tender kiss "How about we get shitfaced and not remember tonight?"

I nod, before declaring "Sounds good to me."

~

The next morning, my head pounds as I sit up in bed. When I walk downstairs, I shield my eyes from the sun light and Lucius chuckles, before Ron rattles a bottle of aspirin "Stop!" I order in a horse voice as I massage my temples.

When he hands me the pills, I ask "What happened last night?" Harry hands me a cup of coffee "Why aren't you..."

He pats my bum, before declaring "Hermione wanted to see how much alcohol made you shitfaced."

I furrow my brow and asks "How did I do?"

Hermione places a bottle of wine, a bottle of Jameson, and a bottle of Absolut.

"You had a bottle of wine with dinner. Had a bottle of Jameson Whiskey throughout the evening. Then, you decide vodka shots were a good idea, around midnight." Harry states.

I press my lips into a fine line and look towards the empty bottle of Absolut "Tell me I didn't finish that whole thing, by myself."

"Oh, yeah." Harry chuckles and I take a seat.

"How many drinks was that?" I ask and Hermione thinks for a moment, before looking at the bottles.

"Fifty-six." She states and I cock an eyebrow to her "Yeah, you chugged the rest of the vodka, before starting to strip. Around the time you took off your shirt, you fell on your arse, and fell asleep."

The twins crack up "We carried you up the stairs and put you to bed."

I think for a second, before screaming "I could've died from alcohol poisoning! What the fuck?"

Ginny pats my shoulder "We checked on you, every few hours."

I think for a second, before asking "How long was I out?" They look between one another, before I ask "Twelve hours?"

Ron smirks "It's the twenty-nineth, brov."

I furrow my brow and growl "I was out four three days?" They nod and I remark "I was in a coma?"

Lucius motions towards my arm "We gave you liquids." When I look down, i find a cotton ball taped to my arm.

I look to Harry and he gives a weak smile "I love you."

I hum, before motioning towards my dick "You've got a lot of cock-sucking to do to repay me from this bullshit."

Molly and Arthur give me a shocked look and Harry looks to them "He gets grumpy when he's hungover."

I grovel, before looking towards Lucius "Are you ready to go back to the manor?" He looks me over, with a smirk.

He scoffs "If you can manage to walk to the floo tube, without vomiting or falling on your arse."

I sigh, before resting my head on the table. After a moment, Harry pats my hand "Draco, you look like shit."

I pull my hand away from him and look to Lucius "Although me head feels like it's been crushed like a grape, we've got three more days."

He gives a weak smile, before insuring "We can go if you want." I nod, before placing the cup down.

As we stand, Harry rounds the table and walks me to the floo tube. He hugs ms and hisses my forehead "I'll see you on the platform?"

I nod and tell him "Love you."

He gives me a merry smile "I love you, too."

When Lucius and I get back to the manor, I sigh "I'm going to go sleep in my own bed."

He nods, before asking "How was your Christmas?"

I furrow my brow and asks "What is that supposed to mean?" He gives a confused look and I sigh "I just need a nap."

When I get to bed, the thought of the joke sticks in my head, and I think about the disconnect between Harry and I. All I can do, is stare up at the ceiling and think.