Please note, I do not own Harry Potter, this story is AU, and most likely will contain slash and eventually get upped to an M rating as it progresses. I already traded my soul for the privilege of viewing hot boy sex between Harry and Draco, so it's no use praying for me. I appreciate it though.
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Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Beep-beep...
Draco rolled over with a groan and slammed his hand down on the nightstand, groping blindly for the alarm clock. He hated the thing, but Harry had given it to him several years ago.
"Blasted device..." he muttered, cursing when he knocked it onto the floor by accident. "Bugger! Stupid bloody alarm clocks, stupid Potter..." He gave up and pulled the blankets up around him again, pulling his pillow down over his head and tightly around his ears.
Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Beep-beep...
Was it possible? Had the stupid thing gotten even louder?
Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Beep-beep...
"SHUT UP!!" he roared, knowing it was ridiculous but unable to stop himself from throwing a fist-pounding, leg-kicking tantrum. "Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!!"
He fully expected his roommate to come crashing into his bedroom to laugh at him for being so childish, but the door stayed shut. Vaguely, he wondered if Harry had already left for the day.
Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Beep-beep...
Oh. That's right.
Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Beep-beep...
Harry had moved out three months ago.
Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Beep-beep...
Suddenly lacking the energy to be angry, he pushed the bedclothes aside and climbed out of bed, stooping to pick up the alarm clock.
Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Beep-beep...
Harry had given it to him as a gag gift when they moved in together. Neither of them did real gifts; Harry was too self-conscious to give Draco a homemade gift like he gave his other friends, while Draco had grown up with a lavish allowance but no family practices of gift giving. The clock was a cheap children's timepiece, featuring a bright pink cartoon dragon cuddling an equally bright orange teddy bear that clashed horribly with the dragon and with the blindingly purple clock face. A nametag dangled from the dragon's neck; here, Harry had written "The Amazing Draco Malfoy and His Esteemed Teddy Bear" in permanent marker, complete with elaborate curlicues and little hearts dotting the i's.
Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Beep-beep...
It was an utterly tasteless hunk of poorly molded plastic, and Draco loved it.
Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Beep-beep...
Sighing, he twisted the dragon's tail, halting the annoying beeping noise before placing it back on the nightstand and heading towards the bathroom for his morning ablutions. As he stood in front of the mirror brushing his teeth, he felt a pang of loneliness when only his own reflection stared back at him, no Harry laughing in the background trying to nudge him aside. How had they come to this?
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