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Repeat After Me	By : Luckycharms Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 8880 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 6- Screw the System
Friday October 29^th, 1999 07:22am
After ignoring Theo at his door, Draco finished getting dressed in comfortable slacks and a white button down, before scowling in the mirror as he cleansed himself with his wand. Walking back to the closet, he pushed his perfect hanging clothing to the side and opened a compartment hidden in the back. Pulling out a bottle of Firewhisky, he smirked as he studied the 750ml bottle in his hand.
Popping the cap off the top, Draco downed about one-fourth of the liquid before wiping his mouth on his sleeve, and sat himself on the bed. Taking another swig, he heard a soft knock echo at his door, but he ignored whoever wished to disturb him, and instead continued to drink.
“Malfoy?” Hermione questioned faintly before knocking lightly twice. “Are you alive in there?”
Rolling his eyes, Draco laid back and sighed before deciding to answer the girl speaking to him.
“Piss off, Granger. We don’t need to do this again.”
“Do what again?” she asked confused.
“Talk-We don’t need to talk, again. Leave me to wallow in my misery without you.”
“Malfoy, can I please come in?”
“NO!” he replied in anger as he sat up straight, but apparently the motion was too quick for his body to catch up and he had to pause for a second to gather himself.
“Why not? It seems like you could use a friend right about now.”
“What part of ‘piss off’ did you not understand? Find someone else to dump your feeling onto and leave me alone.”
“Malfoy, I-”
“Granger!” he exclaimed in defeat while running his fingers through his hair. “Please, go away. I can’t be around you right now…Please…just go.”
“Okay” she agreed flatly. “But you should at least eat something before class sta-”
“Go!” he expelled in annoyance.
“Alright, okay…I’m going.”
He waited until he heard her footsteps dissipate before lying back down and closed his eyes. By the time Theo and Harry had arrived at his room, a mere forty-minutes later, Draco had polished off half the bottle of whiskey and was now fully feeling the effects of his actions.
Swaying back and forth as he began opening the door, he prayed to Salazar that Hermione wasn’t on the other side. His wish was granted however, when two very confused men stood before him and he strongly considered slamming the wooden barrier in their faces. Despite the idea, the smell of bacon and eggs filled his nostrils making his stomach growl loudly and he temporarily forgot how pissed he was when he realized how hungry he had been.
“Uhhhh, not to ruin a good time,” Theo began as he eyed Draco up and down with a perplexed expression “but err…are you drunk?”
“Be afraid and then do it anyway? You’re advice sucks! What-” he hiccupped “what is he doing here?” Draco asked while holding onto the door to keep his balance.
“Oh, I uh, I brought you some breakfast. Hermione wanted to do it, but she left the Great Hall early thanks to Lavender being a dolt, so I told her I would.” Harry replied gently while lifting the plate with a small cloche covering it.
“Why?” Draco questioned, while scrunching face in confusion.
“Be-cause you haven’t eaten anything yet…”
“No, why would you want to bring me food?”
“Hermione is exceptionally convincing” he shrugged. “Plus, it’s not like I have anything against you like Ron does. I have come to accept you the way you are…So, do you want the meal or not?” Draco’s stomach growled again causing Harry to raise a brow and smirk. “Seems like ya do…Can we come in?”
“Do I have a choice?”
“Not really, no” Theo smiled before pushing past the drunk Slytherin and threw himself on the bed like it was his own.
Harry folded his lips in as he waited awkwardly for blonde to give him permission to enter. Waving a hand, Draco reluctantly moved out of the way to allow Harry access before shutting the door and turning.
“Nice room” Harry began as he looked around.
“Are you going to hold that plate all day or…?”
“Oh” Harry chuckled slightly as he handed the food over before leaning back against the dresser near the closet. “I didn’t know what you liked so I just grabbed a little bit of everything. Though, Nott said you really liked bacon so I piled some extra on there for ya.”
Draco began devouring the food as he sat on the bed before glancing up at the Chosen One in bewilderment.
“Why?” he asked raising a brow.
“He’s just trying to be nice, Draco” Theo chimed in as he sat up. “Are you going to question every little thing he does?”
“Yes, because I want to know why he’s being nice…to me…of all people.”
“I know what it’s like to be hungry” Harry admitted with a shrug. “Plus, Hermione said that if I wasn’t nice to you, she’d hex me.”
“Because she likes me…”
“Wha-” Harry’s jaw dropped as he stared at Draco in astonishment.
“You already told me this- what, like two days ago?” he cut in with a mouth full of food; sobering him up some.
“I never told you she liked you.”
“But you did” Draco replied as he wiped his mouth with a cloth napkin. “You just don’t remember.”
“You didn’t obliviate him, did you?” Theo asked with wide eyes.
“What? No.” Releasing a sigh, Draco washed down his meal and considered that this was the perfect time to retell his story, mainly due to not wanting to have this conversation with Harry again; Theo of course was a different story. “I am stuck in a time loop, blah blah blah, on my third time reliving this stupid day you told me a secret to prove I was telling the truth. I would have said something to you yesterday, but I forgot Theo and I locked Brown and Weasley in her room, then Theo told me why he hates Brown so much so I told you I would talk to you later, but later never came.”
“Why would you lock Lavender and Ron in her room?” Harry questioned, stunned at the admittance.
“Wait, I told you why I hate that harpy?”
“To prove she was out to get me, unfortunately I was wrong; and yes Theo, you told me. But…” he continued while exhaling a breath “things went differently than I originally planned. Your little secret made me realize I might have feelings for Granger…so I tested the theory and kissed her.”
“You-you kissed Hermione?” Harry asked in astonishment.
“Yes. At first, she accepted it then she pushed me…twice. Second time actually caused my death which surprisingly answered my question on what happens if I accidentally die.”
“I’m sorry” Theo interrupted. “You kissed Granger?”
“Yes, Theo. I kissed Granger, moving on. She thought I was tricking her and pushed me away. I tried to tell her I wasn’t because…damn that kiss was amazing. Anyway, she shoved me down the stairs causing the day to reset. Now I am stuck in my bedroom with you two dolts, drinking my life away…You know, this is entirely your fault, Potter!”
“My fault? How the hell is it my fault? I don’t remember telling you a damn thing and even if I did, it’s not like me telling you Hermione fancying you would cause you to try and kiss her without actually getting to know her first!”
‘Damn…he’s right’
“So wait, you weren’t already secretly shagging her?”
“Why the hell does everyone think her and I are shagging?” Draco asked in frustration.
“Because everyone but you apparently, knows Mione likes you. She doesn’t hide it very well and everyone is too scared to say anything. We all just figured you wanted to maintain your image and keep it behind closed doors. Also Hermione is a virgin, Nott…I guess the rumor has magnified into shagging now, but she hasn’t had sex with anyone” Harry stated with a huff while crossing his arms.
“Well neither have I” Draco admitted while taking another long drink from the bottle.
Both boys’ gaze shot to him in surprise as their jaws slowly fell open. He quickly rolled his eyes and leaned back against the headrest of his bed.
“You know repeating the same conversations every day is so much more annoying than actually reliving this hellish day. Yes, I’m a virgin, no, it is not a lie, and yes I finally admit I like Granger, but I can’t be around her right now.”
“Why not?” Theo piped in. “You said she snogged you back and Potter admits she likes you too.”
“He’s scared” Harry claimed as he studied Draco’s face intently.
‘Fuck you!’
“You don’t know a damn thing about me, Potter! What are you even still doing here?” Draco questioned as his attitude towards the situation became bitter.
“You are though; you’re scared she won’t accept you. Well trust me when I say you can’t avoid her forever, Malfoy. She will unintentionally find you without even trying. Why not just get to know her?”
“Don’t you have a pregnant girlfriend be scared of, Potter? Don’t tell me what I am and am not afraid of!”
“Pregnant gir…” Harry’s lips began to fall at the realization of what Draco was saying. “Ginny isn’t pregnant, I would know…she would have told me! You’re lying!”
“Am I?” Draco replied callously as he took another large sip from the liquor bottle. “Seems to me like you don’t even know what’s going on in your own life, so why don’t you do me a favor and shut-up about me and what I’m going through! Manage your own shite first and get the hell out of my room!”
“Draco!” Theo pleaded in shock. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
‘You will never fucking understand!’
“What the fuck is wrong with me? What the fuck is wrong with you? You’re being blackmailed by the over obsessive slag that’s cheating on her boyfriend, and you seem to have lost your damn balls at confronting her. Here’s an idea, both of you get your own shite together before trying to come at me and get THE HELL OUT OF MY ROOM!”
Harry quickly walked to the door but stopped when he saw Theo rise from the bed and glare his friend down.
“I said get out Theo! I don’t wa-”
“You’re being a huge dick right now” Theo cut in firmly making Draco raise his eyes to him with a scowl. “I can’t even begin to comprehend what the hell you are going through, but there is absolutely no fucking reason for you to snap on Potter or me. Merlin,” he chuckled mirthlessly “drunk Draco is the biggest arse around. One would think that of all the times I have had your back, or the moments Potter has defended you against Weasley, you would learn that we are not your fucking enemies” he huffed angrily. “So, here is a better idea, how about you sober your intoxicated arse up before even thinking about calling out our issues, you prat! Let’s go Potter, Draco here apparently missed nap time and forgot to look in the fucking mirror at his damn self!” he snapped before turning on his heel and walked towards Harry.
Draco chuckled acrimoniously as he shook his head back and forth.
“What the hell is so funny?” Theo demanded while whirling his body back to the blonde in outrage.
“The fact that you think I care what you think…amuses me” he sneered as he shrugged his shoulders, causing his friend to look at him in disgust before walking out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
Over the next several hours, Draco had gotten himself so wasted he managed to cause chaos everywhere he went. Harry had apparently confronted Ginny in the worst possible way, causing them to break up temporarily, and Draco to be slapped for barging in on their relationship. Theo on the other hand, ignored him the whole day and somehow convinced Blaise and Pansy to as well; not that he cared, he preferred being alone anyway. And during the screaming match between Lavender and Ron, he somehow managed to attend class without Slughorn knowing he was drunk…at first. However, he didn’t need to wait to try and find out who ruined Hermione’s potion because he himself unintentionally destroyed it; without the use of Fluxweed.
Draco had unexpectedly knocked into her potion, spilling its contents all over the stone floor as he crashed to the ground from loss of balance. Hermione obviously was extremely pissed off, but that was the last thing he was worried about, seeing as he knew she wouldn’t remember tomorrow anyway.
Walking through dark empty corridors as the Ball was in full swing not far away, Draco swayed left and right as he made his way sneakily back to the common room. Somehow, he guided his drunken self through most of the school undetected and managed to avoid having to face Headmistress McGonagall or Filch and his ugly red-eyed cat.
Taking another swig of his second bottle of Firewhisky, Draco stumbled down the empty hall, causing the liquor to pour down the front of his shirt. Cursing himself, he continued his stroll until he made it to his destination surprisingly unscathed. Slurring the password, he faltered through the door and laughed at himself for being so clumsy. Removing his stained white shirt, Draco now stood plastered and bare-chested in front of the coffee table in the eighth-year common room.
Too inebriated to walk up the stairs without falling down, he moved to try and sit on one of the couches, but his vision was now doubled and he missed his mark. Albeit the sound of his laughter covered the noise of the portrait door clicking shut.
“MALFOY!” Hermione screamed in fury as she stormed into the room dressed in her Halloween Pirate costume.
“Oh, fuck me…” he muttered as he awkwardly stood up and stumbled backwards, but never once spilled a drop of liquor. “How the…fuck did you fin…d me?”
“Marau-der’s…map…” she stopped in her tracks only a few feet away from him as she stared at his sculpted abs; distracted in the moment as she looked on in awe of his seeker-built body while slowly lowering the folded-up map in her right hand.
“Stare…much, Granger?” Draco mocked as he almost fell forward, but caught himself just in time before face planting onto the ground.
“I…uh, ehem…I-”
Draco leaned his jaw forward as he waited for Hermione to continue, but she was so captivated with his shirtless torso, she lost the words to finish.
“I know I look g..ood and al-all, but could you s…top staring. It’s making me want to vom…it” he claimed through his hiccups.
“Fuck you!” she spat in animosity, bringing herself out of the spellbound trance she found herself in.
“Say that again” he urged.
“Fuck…You, you insufferable heartless git!”
“There she is” he stated proudly with a wide smile as he waved a finger back and forth. “Thought I lost y-a there for minute.”
“You are an arsehole!” she claimed with a stomp of her foot.
“Yes…Yes I am. Anything else you’d like-you’d like to add?”
“Like what? Like the fact that I hate you! You purposely sabotage my chance of passing that exam so that you could pretend for once in your miserable messed up life that you were smarter than me! You will never be better than me, you will never be better than anyone! You a-are nothing, Malfoy…Nothing but a drunk who ruins everything he touches!”
‘Huh, that last line is new’
“You done?”
“NO!” she screamed before pausing briefly, letting Draco get a good long look as her chest rose and fell with barley contained boiling anger. “Yes.”
“Good…cause…we’re done here. Unless you would like to fine…inally admit that you fancy me in-inste…ad of telling everyone else in this forsaken school!” he rambled as he tried to bring her face back into focus.
“What? Now you have really lost you’re damn mind!”
“Oh, Granger…Do us both a favor and sto…p lying. Didn’t you know?” he began, throwing his hands in the air as he barely kept his balance “I’M STUCK IN A FUCKING TIME…LOOP, and apparently today’s the day I reveal ever…yone’s dirty little secrets! Yours are no exception!”
“What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Wrong with me?” he pointed a finger to his chest. “There is plenty wrong with me! The real...question, is what the bloody hell is wrong with you?”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Oh ple…ase; I tried being nice, I tried being the go…od guy for once, and you still pushed me away! Literally, I might add” he ineptly turned to point to the staircase “down the sta…irs killing me, and causing my day to fucking reset…again!”
“You’re drunk, Malfoy. You are making absolutely no sense”
“You’re damn…right I am! But that doesn’t det..er from the fact that none of this makes any fucking sense!” he continued to ramble through hiccup after hiccup while waving his arms around; somehow still holding on to the bottle of liquor in his right hand. “I am trapped in this fuc…king hellish nightmare falling for your ungrateful arse, and eve…rything I do is meaningless! Someone always ruins your potion, I still get blam…ed for it, and I never make it passed the fucking Ball because someh..ow, I constantly get knocked the fuck out…But you know what, Granger” he drifted forward slightly as he held a finger up. “I’m done. I’m done trying to help you, I’m done getting accused of shite I would ne…ver do, and I am so fucking done with getting hit in the damn head…I’m…done!”
“Malfoy, I-”
“What? You what Granger? Can help me? You can’t…No one can help me! So, do us both a fuc…king favor and leave me the fuck alone!”
Draco began taking a large gulp of the whiskey when Hermione took a pleading step forward.
“Oh no you don’t” he claimed pointing at her with the bottle in his hand as the liquid dribbled out of his mouth, stopping her from coming any closer. “Don’t try and be all Gryffindory and try to fix me! I’m-not-broken!”
“Malfoy, please just-”
“STAY…AWAY FROM ME!” he yelled as he took a step back.
However, Draco was too drunk to realize how close he was to the East sectionals’ corner and fell backwards over the arm. Falling fast, he hit his head on the edge of the large square coffee table before crashing to the floor with a hard thud.
October 29^th, 1999 07:22am Day 6
Waking up with a massive headache, Draco sat up straight and clenched his jaw as a vein throbbed angrily in his neck. He was pissed off at the outcome of his day but was surprisingly happy to find out that hangovers didn’t have any effect on him; only the inconvenient pounding from each knock out he took followed him into the morning.
Quickly standing up, he opened his door to find Theo with his hand in the air ready to knock.
“Oh, shite! You scared me” Theo claimed with a timid chuckle. “I was just coming to-”
“Wake me” Draco cut in. “Well I’m awake” he claimed with a sarcastic smile. “I am definitely awake.”
Pushing pasted his friend who raised a brow to him, Draco walked down the stairs still in his pajamas, and out the portrait door. He wanted to get as far away from anyone he knew as fast as he could, if he was going to try and make it until the end of the night.
Students began to fill the corridors as they made their way to breakfast, so Draco blended in the best he could as he watched carefully for any dangers around him. Quickly making his way to the area of the castle that contained the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor dorm rooms, he figured he could hide out in one of the towers until the end of the night, if he could make it past the death trap known as the Moving Stairwell.
Draco had no idea where the Hufflepuff’s common room even was and the last thing he wanted was to be spotted near the Slytherin dorms as everyone there would recognize him. So, he made his way to the tower of stairs and prayed with everything he had that he remembered to jump over the vanishing step half way up.
Taking in a deep breath, he began his trek up the stairs as he held tightly to the railing and carefully watched as each stairwell above him changed in different directions. After about ten minutes of climbing as slowly as possible, Draco finally made it to the disappearing step and remembered to avoid it at all costs.
As he skipped over the stair, he strongly wondered who in their right mind decided it was a good idea to build booby-traps where students had to walk. It boggled his mind that any Professor would allow such a thing in the school, then again Dumbledore once stated that the Dark Forest was strictly prohibited to all students…yet the Headmaster still had himself, Hermione, Neville, and Harry enter the blackness of the trees for detention during first year.
‘This school is so fucked up’
Draco began to take another step when he suddenly felt something dead and cold rush through him as Peeves the Poltergeist scared the ever-loving piss out of him. The prankster poltergeist laughed in hysterics as Draco lost his footing in fear and began falling. He tried to catch himself by stepping backwards and found his left foot touch nothing but air as the stair behind him vanished into nothing.
Panic set in as Draco tried to reach out for the railing and missed, and began tumbling backwards down the stairwell; hitting every step on the way down.
October 29^th, 1999 07:22am Day 7
Draco punched his pillow repeatedly as he cursed Peeves into the next century before sitting up and scowling. He looked back and forth as he thought of what to do next. Picking up his wand off the nightstand Draco charmed a sign to hang on the outside of his door, before locking himself in, and waiting out the day.
After hours and hours of ignoring everyone who tried to get him to come out, Draco’s stomach growled loudly and painfully. He looked at the clock next to his bed and realized that all the students were down in the Great Hall, half-way through the Halloween Ball. He decided that now was the best time to get some real food as it was a good hour past the time Hermione usually came back to the common room.
Poking his head through the crack in his door, Draco slowly stepped out and carefully walked down the stairs. Once he was sure he was safely away from the steps, he rushed out the portrait and down the long corridors until he made it to the Dungeons. He quickly slipped into an alcove as a few younger male students chatted and laughed down the hall, before poking his head out to see if the coast was clear.
“I can’t believe we got away with that prank this morning!” one of the students claimed in excitement.
“Mate, that shite was wicked as hell! Bloody brilliant! Did you see McGonagall’s face when she showed up to the library?” his friend replied before rounding the corner making it hard for Draco to hear the rest of the conversation…not that he really wanted to anyway.
After rolling his eyes as the boys left the area, he darted to the large portrait that consisted of a bowl of fruit. Tickling the pear, he waited as the painting opened and he could slip inside.
Looking around the vast dark empty kitchen, he spotted a cluster of bananas sitting on one of stone counter tops to the right; so, he walked over and broke one off the pack. He peeled the yellow fruit and slowly took a savory bite as his stomach continued to growl. He was almost finished with the thing when a loud pop echoed in the room, scaring him so badly he began to choke and dropped the peel on the floor.
“Mr. Draco!” Winky the house elf exclaimed in surprise. “Winky did not knows sir was in the kitchen. Can I’s get you anything?”
‘Help me!’ Draco thought as he clutched his throat and panicked.
“Are yous okay sir?” she questioned with the tilt of her head. “Oh, you is blue! You is choking?”
‘Yes! For the love of Merlin, HELP ME!’
“I help Mr. Draco! Winky is a good house elf. Winky knows how to help, oh yes.”
Winky snapped her elongated fingers and Draco instantly felt like he was punched in the solar plexus. The banana bit shot from his mouth and landed with a splatter on Winky’s face as Draco sucked in a ragged breath.
“You is better, sir?” Winky questioned as she wiped the yellow fruit from her cheek. “Is sir hungry? I can make Mr. Draco a snack?”
Draco nodded his head as he leaned on the counter to catch his breath and waved a hand at the house elf that almost killed him. Throwing his head back in frustration as Winky walked to the cold box to grab something for him to eat, Draco pushed himself off the counter and went to sit down. However, he had forgotten in his earlier state of hysteria, that he had dropped the peel of the banana onto the floor.
As he took a step forward, his foot began to glide across the tiled ground forcing his left leg to stretch out painfully in front of him. The movement was too quick for him to stop the dreaded decent and he soon found himself in a full split as he cried out in pain and clutched his balls in agony.
“Mr. Draco…” Winky proclaimed in worry as she rushed her little legs over to the blonde sobbing mercilessly on the floor. “What happened?”
“Knock me out!” he demanded through his wailing cries of pain. “Please…knock me out!”
“But sir, we can’t knocks you out. It’s against school rules.”
“Please!” Draco begged as the pain shot up his groin and into his stomach. “I order you! Knock me out!”
“Winky is sorry, sir, but I is forbidden to harm any students.”
“Please” he sobbed softly into the tiles, still clutching his dick in both hands as he rolled on the floor.
“Let Winky help sirs up and get yous some ice.”
Winky snapped her fingers and slowly lifted Draco to his feet before turning around to fetch him some ice. He leaned a hand on the counter for support as he cursed himself for even coming to the kitchens in the first place, before taking a step forward to try and turn; still forgetting about the banana peel on the floor. His right foot slipped on the yellow skin, causing him to fall backwards, and whack his head hard on the plated ground, knocking him out instantly.
October 29^th, 1999 07:22am Day 8
Once again, he awoke in his bed with a massive headache and a nagging pain shooting through his groin.
‘Seriously! A fucking banana knocked me out? Of all the fucking things in this damn school it had to be a fucking banana?’
Sitting up as he rubbed his sore lower region, Draco thought hard about how the pajama pants were constricting his dick. Standing up, he took off his pants before an idea burst into his mind.
“Draco!” Theo bellowed from the other side of the wooded entryway “Draco, are you up yet? Pansy wants…us…all-” he stopped as Draco opened the door with a wide grin plastered on his face. Theo haltingly looked his friend up and down as his jaw slowly began to fall open. “Uhhhh…Draco?”
“Yes, Theo?” Draco questioned innocently as he stepped out and closed his door behind him.
“Umm…I mean…no judgement or anything but uhhh…Where-where are your clothes?”
“Today just felt like a freeing sort of day, Theo my dear boy! You should give it a try” Draco claimed as he griped his friends’ cheeks in his hand and squeezed lightly, giving Theo fish lips. “Nott Junior will be sure to thank you! My basilisk is already loving the fresh breeze.”
“Draco!” Pansy called out in glee before slowly lowering her hand as her eyes widened in shock.
Hermione stepped out of her room with her head looking down into her armful of books, not watching where she was going, and slammed directly into Draco’s naked body. She bent down quickly to pick up her books as she apologized profusely before looking up to see who she hit. Her jaw dropped instantly as she quickly looked away and scrambled to stand up.
“Oh my God, Malfoy!” she began as she covered half her face with her hand. But Draco could see her peek every so often as she continued to talk, causing a smirk to spread across his face. “You’re naked! Why are you naked? Oh, God! Did I touch it? Why are you naked?”
‘She likes what she sees. I knew Granger loved looking at my body. I wonder what she’d do if I touched her? After all I am far enough away from the stairs so she can’t push me down them. Let’s give it a go, shall we?’
Draco turned to face her in all his glory and she quickly took a step back as Theo and the rest of the common room stared at them, speechless. Instead of hugging her like he planned, something inside Draco shouted at him as his stomach began to flutter and his dick became rock hard; showing everyone in the vicinity just how big the Slytherin Prince really was.
Without thinking, Draco reached out a hand and pulled Hermione to him as his lips collided into hers. In that moment he no longer cared what the curly-haired brunette would do or what Ron was about to do as soon as he saw the kiss. No, in that moment all Draco cared about was the taste of her vanilla Chap Stick and the rose perfume he adored invading his senses, sending him into overdrive. He longed to taste her again, to capture that feeling of euphoria he had felt the first time her lips touched his; and even though the kiss was not as sensual as the last, he still felt like he was riding high on cloud nine.
Hermione’s eyes widened in surprise while the stack of books in her hands fell back to the ground and for a brief second Draco could feel her kiss him back before he felt two hands on his naked shoulders pull him away from the blissful interaction.
“Oi, what the bloody hell do you think you are doing, Malfoy?” Ron demanded in rage as his cheeks turned crimson red and Draco could practically see the steam release from the ginger’s ears.
“Kissing, Granger…Weren’t you watching?” he replied cynically. “Jealous?”
“I have a girlfriend, you slimy git! Keep your filthy naked hands off my best friend!”
“Granger didn’t protest” he shrugged as he crossed his arms and turned his head back to Hermione. “Did you, love?”
Hermione blushed slightly while swiftly turning her face to the wall, causing Draco’s lip to turn up in a half smile before he turned back to face the angry Weasley.
“Alright, Malfoy” Harry cut in as he pushed passed a still speechless Theo. “You’ve had your fun, now go put on some clothes…please” he requested calmly as he tried to keep his eyes averted from Draco.
“I don’t think so” he stated with a sneer. “I will do whatever I damn well please.”
“The hell you will!” Ron snapped as he wound his right arm back and slammed his fist directly into Draco’s lip.
Draco stumbled backwards into Hermione who yelped in shock as the rest of the common room gasped sharply. Theo began to charge at Ron, but Harry held him back while the Slytherin wizard shouted profanities in fury. Standing upright with the help of Hermione, Draco glared at Ron with animosity before doing the unthinkable.
“You are good at aiming, Weasley, I’ll give you that” Draco began as he wiped the blood from his lip with his thumb “but I said it twice before and I will continue to say it until it finally sticks into your simple-minded sloth brain…Your Golden Girl…hits harder than you!”
Without letting Ron get in another word, Draco quickly pulled the Gryffindor into a bear hug before swinging both of them over the side of the balcony rail making everyone yell out in horror.
October 29^th, 1999 07:22am Day 9
“Worth every damn second” he claimed with a large grin as he awoke in his bed fully clothed.
Climbing off his mattress for the ninth time, Draco finally decided he needed answers; so, he got dressed in his robes and skipped the small talk to head down to the library alone. As he twisted and turned through the crowded corridors, he stopped in front of the library’s glass doors with confusion written on his face. Students began to scream in terror behind him and through the reflection of the doors, he could see why.
A loose bludger flew through the air as it carelessly rammed into walls, breaking stone off the corners of the hallway, before focusing its wrathful violence at Draco. He quickly ducked as the bludger slammed through the doors, scattering glass everywhere before bouncing around the library shelves; wreaking chaos throughout the room like a hippogriff in an apothecary.
Draco stood up as he watched where the ball was heading before turning around to hightail it out of there as fast as he could. Problem was, he forgot for a moment that there were two bludgers in a Quidditch game. The second iron ball came out of nowhere and crashed directly into the blondes’ face, knocking him out before he even knew what hit him.
October 29^th, 1999 07:22am Day 10
“GODS DAMMIT, SON OF A BITCH!” he shouted as he punched his pillow in a tantrum, before screaming loudly into his pillow.
“Uh, Draco,” Theo asked from the other side of the doorway “you alright in there?”
“NO! NO, I AM NOT AL-FUCKING-RIGHT IN HERE!”
“Would you like to share your feelings with me?” Theo questioned sarcastically. “We can talk about boys and take our frustrations out with a slumber pillow party! Those always seem to cheer you up” he joked, knowing full well Draco hated everything girls do at sleep-over parties.
Draco slammed his head over and over again into the pillow before agreeing to let the brunette wizard into his room. He began once again to share his issues and everything he had learnt over the past nine days before Theo suggested they take a walk to clear his head.
As the boys skipped breakfast and walked out onto the school grounds, the sky began to open up and trickle drops of rain upon their heads. Theo didn’t seem to care much about the water that seemed so innocent however Draco on the other hand, feared the worst.
‘When the fuck did it start raining? Was I really that daft to not notice it stormed today? Potter was right; I need to pay better attention to shite.’
He watched out for any tell-tale signs of impending danger as the duo continued to walk and talk their way down to the Black Lake and he made sure to avoid trees and other miscellaneous object that could potentially knock him out.
“So, I was thinking” Theo began “about what you told me, and I think there is really only one option left.”
“Yeah, what’s that?” Draco asked as he continued to be weary of his surroundings.
“You tried talking to a professor and that only gave you some information, you tried avoiding anyone and everyone, but we both know that was a no go, and you have tried telling all the guys with little success…”
“Okay and…?”
“Well it’s logical, isn’t it? You have to bring in the big guns to help you.”
“Guns?
“Wand, leader, head honcho, big man on campus, the top- ”
“Okay, alright…I got it…but I already tried talking to the Headmistress; she didn’t seem to believe me.”
“I wasn’t talking about McGonagall, Draco…though I’m sure she believed you. She probably just wants you to try and figure this out yourself. Kinda like how Dumbledore made Potter figure things out…every year…all alone…with no one but Weasley and Granger to help.”
“Then who are you talking about?” Draco questioned raising a brow in interest.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Theo stopped walking and turned to face the Prince. “You need help from the only other person in this school that is just as smart, if not smarter, than you…You need Granger.”
“No way, that is not happening!”
“Well then” he clicked his tongue as he threw his hand in the air “I don’t know what to tell ya. We’ve technically tried absolutely nothing and we are all out of ideas!”
“No, we aren’t! We can figure this out without Granger!”
“Draco, you have avoided asking her for help like the plague for what, five repeated days now? Ever since she pushed you away you have acted like her reaction to you snogging her was an insult.”
“It was! And let’s not forget she caused my death, remember?”
“Accidentally! It’s not like she purposely swung you over a two-story railing like you did to Weasley…Props by the way, wish I remembered it, but anyway, mate, you and Granger have not had the best relationship over the years. You came out of nowhere with that kiss and it probably shocked and confused her. I am pretty sure if the roles were reversed you would have acted that same way. You probably would not have pushed her, but that is the difference between you and her; she uses physical means more when she is mad and you tend to use more…intimidating methods.”
“I’m not bringing her into this. The decision is final.”
“If you say so” Theo shrugged before he continued walking.
As Draco watched his friend stroll through the grass, the rain began to pick up, he took a step but didn’t see the puddle directly in front of him. He had gotten very good at plunging the ground by now, so as soon as he felt his shoe slip in the mud, he leaned his body forward, and rolled out of the fall.
“Whoa! Nice tumble!” Theo expressed with a wide grin. “Trying out for muggle gymnastics in the near future…I mean, if you make it to the future.”
“Shut-up you wanker!” Draco claimed as he brushed the mud off his knees.
“You know, you call me names a lot.” Theo stated as he crossed his arms.
“I could say the same about you…Prat.”
“Yeeahhh, not really helping your case here” he chuckled.
“Wasn’t trying to”
The boys continued down the hill to the Lake as the rain began to fall harder. They pulled out their wands and conjured clear magical umbrellas as they sat on boulder and looked out over the water.
‘Would it really be so bad if I asked Granger for help? Theo may actually be right; she is the only other person who could help me…and bullshitting around hasn’t aided me in the slightest. I just keep getting massive headaches that last longer and longer. I-I guess it wouldn’t hurt to at least try and get to know her better before snogging the goddamn piss out of her. I can’t keep avoiding her or my feelings forever. I mean I did come on a little strong the first…two…times. I can’t really blame her for killing me…that first kiss scared the hell out of me too. But what if she turns me away again? What if she doesn’t actually like me and that kiss really just proved to her that I am nothing; like she keeps repeating every time she yells at me. What if I get stuck living the rest of my life…without her?’
“What’s on your mind, mate?” Theo asked as he studied Draco intently.
“I don’t know…Maybe I could give it a shot” Draco suggested as he threw a pebble into the dark lake.
“Give what a shot?” he questioned as he followed Draco’s lead.
“Having Granger help me; I sort of have been avoiding her because…well because I’m scared-And if you ever repeat that to anyone, I will cut your tongue out and feed it to Longbottom’s toad!”
“My lips are sealed…Not that I will remember any of this anyway. You are a long ways away from solving this mystery…So, if you don’t mind me asking, what are you scared of?”
Draco sighed as he played with a rock in his hand before throwing it into the water.
“Liking her, having feelings for someone other than myself, ending up…alone. I have never had feelings for someone before. This is all new to me and-and I’m terrified. I’m terrified I’m going to mess it up…mess her up.”
“But you’ve kissed other girls before, I know you have, I saw you do it with Pansy once.”
“But I never liked her, not like that. But that kiss, Theo…Merlin…that kiss was like nothing I have ever experienced before. I never thought I would ever feel anything like that let alone with Hermione, but I did...twice.”
“But then she pushed you away…the first time.”
“Yes…”
“And you’re afraid you’re going to end up alone because of it?”
Draco bit his bottom lip as he stared out to the water before nodding his head slowly.
“Draco, do you think that maybe she pushed you away because she feels that possibly, she likes you more than you like her?”
“What do you mean?” he asked, turning a questioning gaze to the dark-haired wizard.
“Just here me out now…She has liked you since sixth year correct?” Draco nodded his head as he intently listened to his best friend. “That’s three years of crushing on a single person. Three years of getting to know you behind the scenes and really getting to know you for who you are and not the person your family turned you into.”
“But she dated Weasley.”
“For like a few months before she broke it off. They were never good together, you know that. She’s too smart for him and there is no way he could give her what she needs.”
“Oh, and I can? I can barely care for myself right now, mate…forget trying to care for someone else.”
“Draco mate, don’t you get it? You can’t like someone for that long without learning to really like them. What she needs isn’t to be cared for, what she needs…is you.”
‘Me? So then why did she push me away?’
“I know what you’re thinking and yes I mean you” Theo continued. “Problem with you kissing her the way you did, when you did, probably scared the damn daylights out of her because you didn’t stop and get to know her beforehand. You may be reliving the same day over and over again, but she isn’t.”
“I didn’t think about that when it happened” Draco stated as he lowered his head off to the side.
“That’s because…”
“Because what?” he asked raising his eyes curiously to Theo.
“Well…” Theo began in a high pitched tone as he winced reluctantly. “You sometimes only think of your feelings when things don’t exactly go your way.”
“I do not!”
“Do you really want examples? Cause I have a whole list I ca-”
“No…No it’s fine. Maybe I am a little selfish…sometimes.”
“Sometimes?” Theo laughed while nudging Draco with his elbow. “That’s an understatement!”
“Oh shut-up!” he chuckled as he playfully shoved his best friend. “Everyone is allowed to be selfish now and again.”
“Yeah well, I have a strong feeling that when you and Granger start dating, cause you will, your selfish protective side is going to show a lot more.”
“Merlin’s beard, I am so done with this conversation!” Draco laughed as he stood up from the rock they were sitting on.
“You know I’m right!” Theo called out as Draco walked down to the water’s edge away from him.
But due to letting his guard down, Draco never saw the large tentacle reaching out of the Black Lake. By the time Theo shouted his name in distress, the limb of the Giant Squid residing in the huge lagoon, wrapped around his right ankle and drug the Slytherin Prince into the depths of the pool.
Draco could hear Theo screaming for him as he tried spell after spell to save him, but there was nothing his friend could do. The gigantic cephalopod was not known for attacking students, let alone coming so close to land, but those thoughts where the least of Draco’s worries as the sea creature pulled at his leg harder and harder.
The cold water burned his skin as the squid pulled him further under the water, causing his chest to tighten from lack of air. However, as soon as the attack began, it ended just as quickly.
Swimming as hard and as fast as he could to the surface, Draco climbed out of the lake breathing heavily. Theo rushed to his side, pulling him out of harm’s way as he scrambled to his feet.
“WHAT-THE ACTUAL-FUCK” Draco screamed as he pointed at the water and pushed his friend away. “MERLIN’S FUCKING LEFT TIT SUCKING WHORE-BAG OF A MOTHER’S TESTICLE, WAS THAT?”
But before Theo could muster a single word, lightening cracked across the sky, making both boys look up in horror, before the bright flash of light targeted one blonde Slytherin straight in the chest.
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