inwardly groaning, drao downed the rest of his wine and shook his head his gaze roamed potter’s body, heat rising in his hest even though his robes didn’t give away muh, drao knew from the pitures he had seen in the prophet that potter had filled out it suited him drao liked the fat that potter didn’t look so deliate anymore he also liked the fat that potter was still shorter than him, even if it only was by a few inhes
before he knew it, his eyes were glued to potter’s lips again, unable to shake the sudden urge to touh them for the lo time he had wanted to touh them it was the most frustrating thing drao’s gaze momentarily flikered to potter’s gss, whih he had raised to his mouth but before his lips touhed it, his tongue darted out and he slowly liked the rim drao felt a lent shudder go through him, not only beause this was far more sensual than should be allowed, but mainly, beause he realised potter was looking at him had he done that on purpose? had he seen drao staring at him? fuk!
pani washed over him as he wathed potter mumble something to the two wizards who were still stroking him, and marh over to where drao and bise were standing drao wanted to bolt but found himself rooted to the spot
“i feel like you’re avoiding me,” potter said point-bnk drao wasn’t sure if he should brush it off with a ugh or deny it before he ould deide, bise sniggered beside him
“take it as a ompliment,” he said, touhing his gss to potter’s drao’s mouth dropped open and it took everything in him not to shout at his friend to shut the fuk up
“take—what?” potter looked onfused good he’d always been too dense to pik up on things like that
“does the great harry potter not feel pampered enough?” drao drawled, his head swimming as soon as the words left his mouth, however, he inwardly ringed this was another reason why he had avoided potter he’d been afraid something stupid like that might tumble out of his mouth but what the hell was he supposed to say to him? potter had saved him and his mother from azkaban, showing them more sympathy than they probably deserved that in itself was problemati enough the real problem, though? it wasn’t in drao’s nature to simply reiproate suh sympathy
“don’t be a dik, malfoy,” potter muttered, a blush reeping onto his heeks “i just wanted to talk to you is that so bad?”
yes, drao wanted to blurt instead, he stupidly asked, “why?”
potter just shrugged, prompting drao to narrow his eyes in suspn
“you know what, i don’t want to keep you guys from athing up,” bise said heerfully “ta-ta!” within seonds, drao lost sight of him, leaving him helpless and dizzy
“okay, um—” potter looked unsure, ting a finger on his gss “how about we get another drink first?”
drao thought he probably already had enough at this point, but something about potter’s expresn made him agree with a nod he was smiling…almost shyly
“alright then,” potter said, and gestured for drao to lead the way as soon as he started walking, he felt a hand on the small of his bak and almost hoked his head whipped around to potter, who gave him an i look and then…another smile drao’s eyes darted down to his lips and then bak to his eyes
oh merlin, he was ompletely fuked
chapter 2: that’s holy worse
sunday, 15 deember 2002
drao experimentally opened one of his eyes, just to be greeted by harsh sunlight that made him feel like his head was exploding ugh! he hadn’t felt this horrible sine two years ago, when bise had needed a drinking buddy, after he had aught his then-girlfriend heating on him that had been the worst hangover of his life but, from the looks of it, this one seemed to be turning into a lose runner-up
whimpering, he dragged himself to the bathroom and rummaged through the abi for a hangover pon he hated that stuff, it tasted awful, and it didn’t really help with the headahe, but still, it was quiker than just waiting for the queasiness to subside when he found it, he quikly unorked the little vial and downed it in one gulp, immediately brushing his teeth afterwards to get rid of the aftertaste
groggily, he trudged bak to his bed but before he ould plop down on it, he heard something over by the windows frowning, he let the unfamiliar barn-owl flutter in and wathed it nd on a hair his eyes fell to the letter tied to the owl’s foot if this was a note from bise, moking him for st night, drao would make sure he would never be able to use his hands again
mere seonds after he finished untying the letter, the owl sreehed and took off again arently, whoever had sent it didn’t expet a reply drao wathed the owl vanish into the sky, before sinking down on his bed, areful not to make any sudden movements the pon was w, he did feel better, but he still had a splitting headahe
it was his own fault he never should have agreed to drinking firewhiskey with potter oh oh no he had drunk firewhiskey with potter but…fuk, he ouldn’t remember what they had talked about something…about bise’s onstant flirting…and…maybe potter’s work and…nothing, he had no idea well, **!
absentmindedly, he opened the letter he was still holding, taking in the familiar handwriting
hopefully you’re still in bed when you see this
you an thank me ter for sparing you the pain of spilling hot offee all over yourself
b
drao frowned he turned the letter over to find something attahed to the bak of it it looked like an artile from the daily prophet; today’s daily prophet, drao realised as his eyes widened there was a piture of him and potter, talking animatedly the apn read something about the highly suessful harity ga and how potter had helped with it bh bh bh it was the sam
