XXX
"Draco?!" Pansy tumbled down to her knees beside me and flipped me on to my back. "I saw you dart out of there. What's wrong?"
As embarrassing as it was to let my best friend see me cry, I couldn't hold it. Because my best friend still didn't look like my best friend. Her teeth were sharp and pointed and her voice still sounded like the devil himself. But I was too paralysed in fear to fight her off me.
"Oh my god, I'll go and get someone. You need to go to Pomfrey like now."
"No!" Shouted y/n, also landing on her knees right next to Pans. "Drink this, just quickly drink this and it'll reverse the effects of the mushrooms. If you take him to a teacher now he'll get suspended. And they're going to want to know how he got in this state."
"Well do something quickly!"
She held a small vial to my mouth, but I desperately shook my head in defiance. In my mind, this was poison, and they were going to kill me. Until y/n straddled over me, knees either side of my hips and bent over.
"Draco, look at me. It's me." Y/n's face was still normal, at least. "Drink this and it'll all go away. You can trust me. I'm your friend. I wouldn't hurt you."
Eventually I allowed the elixir to be poured in to my mouth, barely giving myself a chance to taste it. Just swallowing with the hope it would work fast. The girls just stayed and watched me for the next ten minutes or so, but finally I started to feel my sanity break through again. And the lingering anxiety began to dwindle.
"He's gonna be okay, bad trip. Happens to the best of us." Pansy gave y/n a little smile, which was unusual for her. Pansy and other girls just don't get on, she doesn't have a female friendly mentality despite fancying every single one that crosses her path. That's how she's ended up tagging along with us lot for the last four years.
"Yeah, I didn't take any but Theo is absolutely off his tits back in there. He's loving his life."
I sat up and wrapped my arms around y/n's waist like a scared child, finding comfort in her heartbeat against my cheek and holding on to her for dear life whilst I caught my breath.
"Now what do we do?" Asked Pansy. "Well I was just going to take him back to mine for the night to try and calm him down. I just hope we don't get fucking caught or that's me out for good."
"Why don't you both go back to our dorms then? If it'll be safer?"
Did I just hear Pansy Parkinson do someone a favour? Even I had to lean back to check if she was being serious or not. "I'll walk back with you if you want?"
"I think you should stay and enjoy yourself, Theo's going to need you if he's tripping."
"Yeah, it's like being a babysitter I swear to fucking Merlin. Well the password is Pureblood. Just in case drama queen loses his marbles again."
"Fuck off Pans. How can you blatantly afford plastic surgery but still choose to look like that?" I mumbled in to y/n's chest. "Because Draco, if I did have surgery to make me even hotter then you wouldn't be able to control yourself. And I wouldn't want to put you through that kind of pain, knowing that I still wouldn't touch you with a fucking glove on would kill you."
"Pug faced bitch."
"Under-tanned, anaemic, lanky, walking red flag with a cripplingly low tolerance for literal mushrooms that grow in the ground."
My jaw hit the floor, y/n just slapped her mouth and looked away. Pansy got herself up, brushed herself down, and bounced her eyebrows at me before sending a smile to y/n. "I'll see you later if either of you are still awake."
"Okay, laters Parkinson."
"LatERs paRkINsOn."
Parkinson disappeared in to the boathouse again with her middle finger held up to me. "Can you walk yourself or do you need a hand?"
"I can walk," I grumbled, following y/n back and eventually taking her hand. Not because I needed to, I wanted to but I wasn't telling her that. For as long as I can remember, I'd had this obsession with being perfect. But after what I'd just experienced, and how ridiculous I must of looked to anyone that noticed, y/n didn't care. And that for me was the most comforting thing I'd ever known.
"Do you wanna say the password, to make you feel cool because you're not supposed to know?"
"Pureblood," she muttered whilst side-eyeing me. "I don't need a ridiculously obvious password to make me feel cool. I know I'm cool."
"Fair enough, won't even try to argue with that."
"You learn so quickly.."
The common room was in silence. For once the youngsters had actually gone to bed on time, likely knackered from today's earlier quidditch match against Ravenclaw. Got our asses handed to us, not unusual since I'd dropped off the team.
"Can I have some privacy to get changed your highness?"
Y/n strode around, taking everything in properly for the first time. "Very well peasant, be gone, changeth thy garments."
She's so odd, yet so funny without even trying. So I bowed sarcastically before slipping in to my dorm and stripping away the slightly muddy clothes and got in to a hoodie and trousers. I didn't even stop to glance over the dark mark. Not tonight, it's not making me feel anymore shit tonight. "Enter!"
She yanked open the door. "Ugh, I give the orders around here peasant. Mind your tone."
"Yes ma'am."
She sniggered to herself before pulling her top off without thinking twice about it, same for her trousers; and flounced right on to the bed with me. The bare skin of her arse cheek looked lonely and longing for some human touch. So I did the decent thing and slapped it.
"Owwww, you fucking bellend. You've got rings on!"
Oh yeah.
"Cover up, just in case the others come back unexpectedly. Mind you I dunno where Goyle is.."
"They won't be back for a while. The effects of the mushrooms last for six hours, I'd be surprised if they even know what their names are before two am."
"Six hours?!" I exclaimed, tugging the blanket up and over her. "Six fucking hours? I would of been in a mess for six hours?"
"Mhm." She nodded. "Then why aren't you still fucked up?"
"Because I took the counter-potion too. So I could look after you dummy."
It was so simple, but so sweet; and at that exact moment I found myself at a loss for words. I had no idea how to respond to something like that. Like zero fucking clue. So I just opened up my arms and hoped that I wouldn't be ignored like a loser.
Luckily she shuffled up and pressed her face in to the fabric of my hoodie, eventually going limp but sniffing in really loudly and for a really long time.
"Smell nice?"
"Mmmmm, yeah." When she retreated she had a cheesy little smile on her face, so I settled in and just stared at her eyes. Making little notes of the imperfections in her irises. Eventually my fingers found their way in to her hair, stroking and raking through gently; in silence until I broke it. "So you're my friend then are you?"
"What do you mean?"
"When I was whiteying. You looked down at me and you said 'you can trust me, I'm your friend, I wouldn't hurt you'?"
"Yeah? It's true? Do you not consider me a friend? Because if you don't then fuck knows what I'm doing laid up in bed with you half in the skud, with my arse hanging out. Bit awkward."
My knuckles came down to gently graze her cheek, and then her lips. "I don't think friends do what we do with each other..."
"Oh I don't know I've done some pretty ropey shit with a few of my friends. So you're asking the wrong person here.."
"Be quiet y/n." I went in for the kiss, hoping that in her now sober frame of mind it wouldn't be declined. Thankfully it wasn't, and I'd misjudged just how much tension there had been within this tender moment.
Through the sounds of our breathy kisses, an involuntary soft little moan left her mouth. And in a matter of seconds I was already starting to get hard. That was the first time I realised how whipped I was.
Pulling back, I muttered out before I even realised what I'd said. "Be with me?"
"Huh?" Y/n had a strange look on her face and dread hit me. "Fuck, sorry. Misjudged the energy."
"No, what did you say?"
Unable to work out if that was a rhetorical question of irony or not, I just repeated myself. "Be with me y/n? I'm not perfect, but when I'm with you I'm.. different I suppose?"
I am either about to get brutally rejected, or I'm going to hit the jackpot.
Her fingertips came up to draw light circles on the side of my face and her eyes zoned in on my lips before rolling back up. And she whispered so softly that I almost missed it. "Okay."
I knew I was blushing because my cheeks felt lava hot all of a sudden, but luckily so was she; so it saved me the embarrassment. Returning to her sweet kisses again, my hand found it's way to her waist, tickling the skin lightly before edging to her chest and on to those lovely, lovely boobs.
I really do love boobs.
Hers snuck around the back of my neck, encouraging me on top of her. Our bodies melted against one another and our crotches created static as I pushed my hips up heavily against hers.
My lips fell to her neck, traces of perfume still noticeable but not strong enough to taste. Her heartbeat thumped against her skin, and her breathing rose to a wicked speed the more turned on she became. So reaching down between us, instantly I felt the wetness against my fingertips as it flooded through the fabric of her underwear.
"You're so fucking wet."
Alright Draco, state the obvious.
Curling my wrist to tunnel down beneath the fabric, her hips rolled upwards inviting me in. Even I let a breathy gasp out as I hooked my fingers inside of her.
I wasn't plagued with depressive thoughts or self hatred in this moment. Every one of my senses completely lost in the essence of her. She made me feel like maybe things will be alright, in the end.
To be able to stare in to her eyes whilst giving her pleasure was the most beautiful thing I'd ever experienced. It was then I realised I hadn't ever wanted to do that with other girls. I just wanted to cum and get the fuck out of there.
So watching her eyelids drop lazily every time I thrust my arm made my heart flutter. Her fists grabbed at the sides of my hoodie, getting tighter and tighter, her cunt was no exception either.
Using my thumb to put pressure on her clit sent her breathing in to overdrive, and she ground her hips up to my touch, eyes hammering shut and mouth wide open with no sound.
So I sped up, keeping a gentle force but enough to feel her boiling hot wetness spilling from her. And just as she was about to cum, I pressed my open mouth up against hers; forcing her to moan straight in to it, swallowing the sound when I pressed my tongue on to hers.
It was a shame, because it was a gorgeous sound.
The sensation of her entire body twitching as I retracted my fingers and placed them in my mouth was like no other. I love how she tastes, I cannot get enough.
"I need you inside of me right now," she begged through raspy breaths. You don't need to ask me twice. There was condoms hidden in a box beneath my bed. Somehow I had become the dorm condom dispenser. "Please, I want you to fuck me."
Those seven words, those seven fucking words right there.. made me weak.
I wished so badly I was able to take off all of my clothes to be with her properly, skin on skin. And eventually she's going to want to know why I won't but no point dwelling on it right now when she's laying there, waiting for me, ready for me.
The condom rolled on with ease, as did her underwear hoist down just as easily. And the high pitched "fuck" that she whined when I pushed myself inside of her had me bite the inside of my lip so hard I tasted blood.
I snapped my hips to hers, going in entirely; and my cock throbbed at the tightness of her cunt. I went weak at the knees.
"Fuckin' hell y/n.."
"I hope they do, because that's exactly where I'm going.."
My eyes rolled and hand landed on the headboard with a thud. Each of my thrusts becoming harder, and our thighs connecting loudly. It was mere minutes before I felt myself getting close.
"Whatever you do, don't stop." She was getting louder and louder, gasping deeper and deeper; both of her hands came up to cradle at my jaw. "I'm literally going to cum if you keep hitting that spot like that."
The vocal indicators were phenomenal. So much so, I had to resist the urge to speed up. So I kept it steady and sure enough I felt her perfect pussy tighten up and thighs tense. Just a few thrusts later she cried out in euphoria, so fucking loud I had to press my hand over her mouth so that she didn't wake the entire common room up.
But god, it was amazing to witness.
That alone was enough to have me unravel, stilling base deep inside of her cunt as I came myself; hot spurts pumping from me and pooling inside the condom. A series of deep, heated kisses bringing our short lived but satisfying fuck to an end.
And we both fell back, out of breath but encased in a chemical high.
After readjusting ourselves and taking care of what no doubt would of been a mess, had there not been precautions we were able to just bask in each other. Silently smiling and tracing each others skin with our fingertips. Learning the shapes of each other.
"Will you stay the night with me?" I whispered. "Yeah I suppose, it'd be a bit shitty if I did a cum and run wouldn't it."
"Yeah, I'd feel terribly used. I mean not complaining but still."
Her laugh was fast becoming my favourite thing to hear. And she was fast becoming my favourite person. This was a recipe for disaster. I don't date. Draco Malfoy doesn't do girlfriends.
Yet, here I am, wrapped around her little finger with no desire to escape.
All because I gave in to her annoying singing and proclivity for anarchy.
And no, this wasn't the time I knocked her up either.