𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐇. Draco Malfoy

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The green light passing through the windows of the Slytherin dormitories woke Draco up, groaning as he rolled over and covered his face with the blanket the school provided. But he couldn't go back to sleep as a way brighter light somehow got past the comforts of his blanket.

He aggressively removed the blanket from his face and glared at the direction of the light, he squinted as the said light blinded him, making him groan louder. "What time is it..?" he asked, yawning.

No one answered, Crabbe and Goyle were too busy sleeping. Draco rubbed his eyes and finally realized where the light was coming from. "You're reading, at this time?" he asked the raven haired male.

The boy turned to him, shrugging. "Disturbed? You're the one who turned this way" he said. "Reckon its half past four, what are you doing up?"

"Oh I don't know, some bright light from a freak?" Draco sneered. Y/n gave him an amused grin, "Not even breakfast and someone already pissed on your cheerios? Glad I'm not you"

The blonde let out an annoyed grunt, turning back to the windows and covering his face.

"You know I was lying right? It's quarter past six and breakfast is in an hour" The raven head laughed,

"Why should I even believe you?"

"The sun's up, dimwit. Use your brain"

Draco suddenly kicked his blanket up, hurriedly getting up making the Potter laugh, "I'm kidding, its three on the dot" he said with a smile.

"What is it really?!" The blonde exclaimed, furrowing his brows towards the other, "I lied two times" Y/n explained, flipping the page of his book. Malfoy looked towards the window, before turning back to the other and smirking, "Nice try, Potter."

"We're under a damn lake what are you on"

The raven head raised a brow as the pure blooded wizard woke up his lackeys. He rolled his eyes, a grin on his face as he began to read his book again. "Git."

In truth, the boy has lied three times, it was midnight.

It had been two months since the start of the school year, a lot of insults have been thrown, bickering and arguments on the halls are a daily occurrence at this point.

He watched as the trio went out the door. He immediately shot up, locking it with "colloportus" a content sigh escaping his lips.

"Now I can finally get some shut eye" he said, stretching as he collapsed onto his bed, hearing the bangs on the door.

"My father will hear about this!" Draco shouted through the door, banging on it. They had found out that their wands weren't in their robes as usual.

Y/n licked his lips, his grin growing larger, "If you wanna get in just say the password!" he said in a seesaw tone.

"Which is?"

"Malfoy's a git!"

Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other as Draco huffed and kept banging on the door. "Let us in you maggot!"

"Piss off"

Y/n sighed as he abandoned the idea of sleep, picking his book up and reading again. "Huh, this jester reminds me of Malfoy, blonde and ugly" he said, smiling.

The blonde huffed, pushing Crabbe forward, "Say it. Say the password" he said, crossing his arms.

Crabbe looked at him then at the door, hesitation in his face. "M-Malfoy's a git.."

The door didn't open.

There was no password. They've been fooled.

In the early morning. the raven head received detention, which he didn't really mind, after all he did just lock Malfoy out of his room. Unfortunately, Snape had lifted the spell and they can now enter as they please once more.

There he met the twins (again), who had apparently made their brother, Percy, drink half a vial of laughing potion.

They had gotten along surprisingly despite the difference in houses. Y/n had cleverly dubbed them as "Not-Fred" and "Not-George".

After a week of these events, it was finally time for Harry's Quidditch game, he stood there on the Slytherin stand, beside the angry, nearly toothless blonde named Draco Malfoy.

"Huh, a surprise a twat like you is standing here. I was expecting you to be in the Gryffindor stands"

"I'm going there later, patience is the key." Y/n said, shushing him. He put his palms together, leaning forward. "I just really wanna thank you because without you..

My brother dearest wouldn't have made it to the Quidditch team, Oh how ever shall I thank your kindness and generosity" He dramatically put the back of his hand on his forehead, rolling his eyes back. Malfoy looked at the Potter in disgust, scooting away from him.

Y/n grinned and tossed him a green apple, "Here, since you like these disgusting things so much" He waved goodbye, not saying anything else as he pulled his book out and started to read as usual.

"Hey"

"Ah! Bloody hell, Y/n, when did you get here?" Ron yelped, a hand on his chest, Hermione looking at him, amused. "Just now?" The Potter replied, shrugging.

The four (including Harry) have become great friends ever since the troll attack in the girl's bathroom. Where Y/n contributed by poking its eyes repeatedly, nearly blinding it as he sat ontop of his head. Ron and Hermione would never forget the look on his face when he did that, it was like he enjoyed putting his life at risk.

"I heard about what you did to Malfoy last week" Ron snickered, Hermione raised a brow, "What exactly did he do?" she asked, crossing her arms. She had heard so much about the two Slytherin's arguing that she wasn't even surprised anymore.

The red head smiled, "Locked him out the room in the middle of the night, he had it coming". Hermione rolled her eyes, "Petty as usual", though she did have a smirk on her face.

"That reminds me, I met your brothers in detention, might replace you with the both of them" Y/n joked, Ron pretending to be offended. "Don't worry Ron, you'll always be my favorite dumb rat" he said, looking at the rat who seemed to lean forward.

Y/n was confused as to what the rat was doing, jumping off? He didn't know, the rat didn't speak to him

"Next to Scabbers.. that is"

"Wha- hey!"