He can't remember what happened after that, just that he woke up on Potter's bed with an ugly sweater with an embroidered "H" on the chest area and a headache that had rendered him unable to listen at whatever the Weasley girl was ranting about, while Potter guiltily nodded. Following that moment, both of them, Potter and Weasley, found themselves rotating around him, always there whenever Draco just wanted to disappear away. Laughing as if they were his friends. Blaise said it was good, Draco wasn't so sure about it. Songfic (Heather)/ Slash fic/All Rights Reserved
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