Back to Hogwarts
Draco startles awake, breathing heavily, trying to remind himself he is at school now and his father can't get to him. He sees the other Slytherins sleeping peacefully, not even one of them stirring in their sleep. He gently slips out of his bed, placing his feet in the perfect spot as to not make a sound. He walks to the shared bathroom space and checks to make sure no one is in there, after checking to see if it's clear he enters, turning the water on and letting it run till it was cold. He splashes water onto his face, then looks into the mirror as the droplets make there way down his face. It makes him look like he is crying, something he is never allowed to do and it comforts him in a way. He sighs a small breath of relief as he looks into the mirror and the haunting face of Lucius is washed away. He makes his way back to his bed where he tucks himself in and tries to fall back to sleep.
The lights turn on and Draco's eyes open heavily. He didn't sleep very well but that was to be expected. He never sleep well the first night back at Hogwarts. He rolls out of bed and grabs his usual apparel, a button down shirt and form fitting dress pants. He must dress to impress because Malfoys always impress those around them and if others aren't impressed they are filthy and below the Malfoys. Draco combs his hair back then begins to make his bed.
"Hey Draky!" Pansy's voice comes from behind Draco as she quickly wraps an arm around his torso.
"Morning pans" He states stoically
"So, how did you sleep?" she probes
He just shrugs his shoulders, turning around in her grasp and embracing her lightly. Pansy is one of Draco's only friends, she knows how to put up with him. They make a great team, as much as Draco can work in a team setting. However, pansy doesn't mind at all she puts up with all his snarky comments and all his angry outbursts. Of course Draco doesn't let her see everything, although he would wish nothing more then to show her everything, tell her about all the secret things.
"How did you sleep?" he questions, giving her the floor to keep the conversation afloat by talking.
He listens to all she has to say all the way to the great hall where they sit in their usual spots that have been silently agreed upon by all of the Slytherins. He watches as all the students find their seats at their respective house tables. He sees the scathing looks towards his table and he hears the not so subtle remarks as students pass by. Next walks in the golden trio from the Gryffindor table, Harry Potter, the boy who lived, Hermione Granger, the mud blood and Ronald Weasley the, well a Weasley. Granger comes in smiling and laughing talking animatedly about how excited she is for everything they are going to learn. Ron is only half listening the other half is eyeing every plate of food on the table. Harry is smiling at both of them, he also takes in the room, surveying the vast room before him. He looks at the color stained glass windows, the large ceiling above him, the four tables sorted for each Childs personality and the grand table in front of it all where the headmaster and teachers sit to eat. He smiles at his home once again. He meets Dumbledore's eyes and receives a warm gentle nod. Dumbledore greets each teacher as they enter the room, first, Flitwick the teacher of charms class. Second, Sprout the herbology teacher, third, Trelawny the teacher of prophecies and future telling, fourth, Hooch the quidditch teacher fifth, Severus the potions teacher and finally McGonagall the transfigurations teacher. Clearly Dumbledore hadn't found a defense against the dark arts teacher or he hasn't shown up.
Dumbledore stands as the last students enter the great hall. The students fall silent after a couple of seconds, waiting in anticipation for what the great headmaster has to say.
"Students, this year will be one of great learning. A year that will help us forget the events of the year before, a year that will be magnificent" he booms out.
The students clap wildly but settle down as he raises his hand to silence the students.
"As you can see there is no DADA teacher at the moment. He will be showing up in a couple of weeks, until then professor Snape will be taking on the role. with that being said, everyone enjoy your food, and classes shall begin tomorrow so prepare everything you will need" Dumbledore steps away from the podium and sits back down at the head table.
The students eat and talk before excitedly running out into the vast halls to prepare for the classes tomorrow. Draco gets up to walk back to his dorm, as he reaches the door the good old golden trio does too. Draco sets is face as annoyed and amused all at once.
"Ah, weasel bee decided to come back to school so he could not learn anything again" Draco states looking at potter speaking as if Ron wasn't there at all.
"Leave him be Malfoy," Potter quickly retaliates taking a step in front of Ron.
"Ooo, the chosen one going to do something in his life or just pretend and get famous again? Just like when your mother died" Draco spits hating the comments trained to spill from his tongue.
Harry pauses at the comment clearly affected by what Draco said. Draco shakes his head, never show yours weaknesses they'll always be exposed.
"You alright there potter? looks like you're gonna cry. Was it to soon to bring up your dead mother and father?" Malfoy spits.
"Shut the hell up Malfoy!" Hermione chimes in, not enjoying how cruel Draco is being.
Draco winces slightly before the next words leave his mouth, "Shut your mouth mudblood, your opinion doesn't matter."
Harry shoves Draco, swinging his fist that collides with the blondes jaw. Draco stumbles back, but plants his feet looking up a smug smile on his face. However Harry isn't done, and he goes in for another attack. Unfortunately to Draco's dismay it isn't a spell attack so he doesn't know how to block it. The chosen one slams his fist into the other boy's eye. Draco quickly draws his wand throwing the ascendio spell and watching as the other boy flies into the wall.
"Harry stop it!" Hermione shouts.
"Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy, what on earth is going on here?" M.s McGonagall snaps.
"Malfoy attacked me!" Harry growls getting up off the floor.
Draco doesn't bother saying anything, he knows how the teachers are, whatever the Gryffindor says is what is true. He learned that in year one and it has continued till this year and it won't change.
"Mr. Malfoy this is not a good start to your year. However it being the first day I will let you off with a stern warning after that if I ever catch you making trouble again I will give you detention" She scolds.
"Of course Professor McGonagall" Draco hums in repetition of every other time he says it.
The professor nods then glides away. Harry smirks in victory but Draco knows he got the final word whether he got in trouble or not.
"Watch out Potter, I'll make you pay when you're least expecting it" the blonde taunts
"Bring your worst, you don't scare me Malfoy" the boy who lived spits out.
Hermione grabs both Ron and Harry before saying "both of you lets go, he isn't worth our time."
Harry still seems to be seething but Hermione drags him away, chastising him for being such a hothead. Draco sighs, letting his shoulders slump. The feeling of self hatred setting in once more. The Slytherin prince walks back towards his dorm, just wanting the day to be over.
"Harry, why must you let him bother you?" Hermione scolds.
"I can't help it Mione, it's just something about him" the boy whines.
"What does it matter anyway? He was being a total jerk" Ron chips in.
"Well, you too, if you would just ignore him it would be fine" Hermione huffs out.
"But how, he's so annoying!" Harry lets out.
"Anddddd he is just awful and mean and stuck up!!"Ron chimes in
Hermione huffs in annoyance before declaring "I am surrounded by a bunch of children."
Harry and Ron snicker at Hermione's exasperation and she in turn smacks them on the arm before all three start hysterically laughing. The golden trio was like that, they could go through turmoil with each other and they usually just laughed it off.
As the the gryffindor, ravenclaw and hufflepuff houses settle in for the night in readiness for the morning ahead the slytherin house does the opposite. They all bring out the booze they had snuck into their luggage and turn the music to high volume. There were many beneficial perks to having their house in the dungeons. Each slytherin no matter how strict of a rule follower got drunk, at least a little. Draco leans against a wall sipping his firewhiskey. He felt more relaxed, finally settling into the peace he found at Hogwarts. The blonde would never admit to liking Hogwarts and he wouldn't say it's his favorite place but he found it a nice escape. A slytherin approaches him and the young Malfoy places a flirtatious smile on his lips.
"Hey, Draco I was um- wondering if you wanted to uh- um..."
Draco rolls his eyes before stepping closer to the slytherin who he has no idea the name off. Cruel? Maybe, but he doesn't really care. The slytherin prince places his hand on the now breathless boy in front of him.
"So... did you wanna fuck?" Draco questions, leaning in so that there is just inches between them.
The brown haired boy nods his head quickly and Draco closes the gap between them, there lips meeting in a deep kiss. Draco spins them around so that the boy is now against the wall Draco previously leaned against. Draco kisses down the tipsy boy's neck, pressing into him. The Malfoy boy feels himself come alive at the normality of being back here. the boy pressed against the wall is already hard and begging for Draco to stop teasing him. Draco obliges, getting on one knee and removing the boy's pants to take his dick into his mouth. The blonde continues to suck until the boy is shaking and clearly ready to cum. Draco then licks the tip of the boys dick which sends him overboard, cumming into Draco's mouth. The slytherin prince then walks away leaving the boy a mess and going to get himself another drink.
Eventually even the slytherin house know they won't be able to get up in the morning if they continue to party so they call it a night and head to their respective beds. Draco remains until everyone has gone to bed and then he starts to clean up the mess. When he finishes he reluctantly heads to his bed for another inevitable bad nights sleep. He knew tomorrow would be a long day as it was the first day of classes. He stares up at the ceiling trying to will himself to sleep. Pansy walks over to his bed and Draco sits up.
"Move over" she whispers.
The blonde shift in his bed and Pansy climbs in. Draco lays down and Pansy starts to play with his hair, soothing him into a light sleep.