Slytherins with benefits

The game of truth or dare

I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling, this was what? The third night I hadn't slept? I had been so stressed thinking about all the classes I had to study for, that even though I spend all my days studying and revising, I hadn't been sleeping. I had already tried reading over my notes, but I had nothing more to learn, I was a week ahead in knowledge for my classes, and I knew the further ahead I work, the sooner I would forget what we're currently doing. I had tried playing with a couple simple spells, and even debated overthinking and planning for a visit to Snape early in the morning to pick up the ingredients for a sleeping potion, but I knew I would end up depending on it. Speaking of depending on something, I roll out of bed and riffle through my trunk, I knew there had to be one bottle left, I had brought a ton of my father's liquor before coming to school, and saved it for times like these, when I either couldn't sleep, or when the depressive episodes hit.  As much as I knew this was a nasty habit, and that I shouldn't do it, it was a lot of fun. I had invited friends throughout the years to drink with me when my mood started to fall, and even though I was in Slytherin, I had been known to hangout with some of the Gryfindoors when I was bored, or wanted a bit of fun.

That was a little uncommon, but I didn't care, they were a fun group. Fred and George were my go to Gryfindoor buddies when it came to wanting a little fun, and to take my mind off of things. They loved to play truth or dare, and made good drinking buddies, but we hadn't spoke much this year. I hadn't talked much with anyone, I had been an anxious mess all year, and I had my father to blame for that, as I got older, our relationship was getting worse and worse, being here at Hogwarts gave me nothing but time to think about it and to stress myself out. I was not feeling my best, but I didn't feel a depressive episode coming just yet, I just craved a little fun, but knew at this hour I would never be able to sneak out around the castle to find some fun. Finally I find the bottle and toss it onto my bed, the thought of drinking alone would only further my problems. I'm not drinking alone tonight. Who would be delighted to break some rules, and be a lot of fun while drunk?

Draco

Draco and I had been friends for years, had a lot of the same classes, were in the same house, were both good in school, and I'm pureblood, so he could stand to spend time with me. When we were younger we would just hangout and study together, talking about classes and occasionally talking about personal matters. But now that we were older, I depended on him when I was lonely, as much as we were just friends all these years, I probably always had a little crush on him. So when I found myself sitting around, wondering who I could get into a little bit of trouble with, his name was the first to pop into my head. I got up and stood in front of my mirror, I had gotten into my pyjamas earlier, as if I actually thought I was going to get some sleep tonight.

I knew walking in with my big t shirt and and no pants would send the wrong message, and the idea of his dorm mates catching me with liquor, in my panties, trying to find Draco, sounded absolutely awful. So I dug in my trunk for some shorts to pull on, I blindly pulled on a pair of my lacy pyjama shorts, I was in a big green t shirt, the shorts were black, just something comfortable. I grabbed the bottle and tip toed through the door, my dorm mates were all asleep by now. We had almost six girls sleeping in here, I didn't talk with them much, they were always concerned about their hair, the way their skirts fit, the boys they like. All things I didn't want to talk about, I didn't trust anyone enough to share my insecurities the way these girls do with everyone, but some nights they could be little fun, they were always exciting to see me come in with homework, knowing if I was studying with Draco, I could help them. And they were nice to me, that was all I could really ask for. I rush through the common room and up the stairs to his dorm. The door is closed, I pray to Merlin the door doesn't squeak as I push it open.

Silence

Hell yeah, I tip toe into the room and quickly look round, scanning each bed for movement, everyone is asleep, I would have thought that the boys were a little more fun. It wasn't even two a.m yet, and they were all passed out, some of them even snoring. I try to think of all the times I had hung out in here over the years, and which bed is Draco's, I quietly sneak up the bed I think it is, I can see his blonde hair almost glowing in the dark. Thank Merlin that he's so blonde, I hiss his name. "Draco wake up!" I whisper, leaning down to his ear, he doesn't answer, or even move for that matter. My eyes start to adjust to the darkness, he's laying on his stomach, and the blankets are hanging off his waist, his arms are tucked under his pillow, leaving his bare back on display. "Draco!" I whisper a bit louder, he still doesn't move, I shove his shoulder, his skin's so warm. He groans softly, I watch all the muscles in his shoulders and back tense up, I gently rub my hands over his shoulder, feeling his smooth skin. "Draco get up!" I hiss, he moves a little more, muscles tensing up even more. "Go away." He groans, his voice all raspy, he rolls onto his side, away from me. "Draco!" I sit on the side of his bed in the space that he created by rolling away.