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Liquid Courage - Draco Malfoy

I don't really have a select time for this one. I do not support underage drinking, but alas it is important to the story.

"So I see Potter up in front of me and I come up with the most brilliant thing to say. I tell him 'I'm surprised to see that the Ministry's letting you roam around free Potter. Better enjoy it while you can. I bet there's a cell in Azkaban with your name on it' and Potter just loses it!" Draco says to the group of Slytherins around him at the house table.

I laugh along with the group but it's not as funny as when he first said it.

"Can't forget his face when Weaslbee and Granger had to hold him back," I say, laughing again. (it hurts me so much to talk bad about Ron. love you my ginger baby)

Draco goes off on some other topic and I zone out. He and I have been best friends since first year, back when his hair was atrocious. His other friends, Blaise and Pansy, seem to like me enough and the feeling is mutual. I don't hang out with them unless they are with Draco, and vice versa.

"L/n. L/nnnnn, did you become as dimwitted as Longbottom? Hello?" Draco says to me, snapping me back to reality. (this HURTS me)

"No, Malfoy. I was just thinking about the potions essay that's due tomorrow," I say, rolling my eyes at him.

"Shit. Did you finish it already?" He asks and I already know what he is going to ask next.

"Yes, I did," I say

"Great, so does that mean-" he starts to say.

"Yes, I'll help you. I'll meet you in your dorm after I grab all my stuff. Deal?" I say

"Deal," he says with a wink.

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"You forgot a comma here. And here. And here. Jeez Draco, your grammar is worse than a preschooler. And change this word. No one says 'great' to describe a potion" I say, shoving the parchment back at Draco.

He groans and snatches the paper back, mumbling something that sounds like "who made you the grammar police," After a few moments he gives it back to me.

"Is it good now? Can I be done?" He says as he taps his thigh impatiently.

I laugh, "Yeah, you're done,"

"Thank MERLIN," he says and plants face down on his bed dramatically.

I giggle and jump on his bed to join him.

He tries to say something but his voice is lost in his bedsheets.

"Huh? You know I can't hear anything you're saying," I say, laying on my back to stare at the ceiling.

Draco flips over and the whole bed practically moves.

"I said, you're only fun when you let loose," he says, gazing at the ceiling with me.

I snap my head to look at him, "what's that supposed to mean,"

"It means that I don't think you're fun because you never let loose and you're always focused on school," he says nonchalantly.

I scoff, "I too am fun,"

"No, you're not. You've never even gone to a party! Much less get drunk!" he says, turning his head to look at me.

"Yes I have! You're forgetting the time when...or how about....or when I....okay fine it's been a while since I've gone to a party," I say with a sigh.

"A while? Y/n, don't kid yourself. The only parties you've gone to are parties hosted by your parents," he says with a scoff and a wicked gleam in his eyes.