Draco was extraordinarily drunk, and he blamed it on that damn Weasel. Damn the red haired
menace for challenging him to a drinking contest! How in the world did he know Draco couldn't
hold a beer for the life of him? A mental image of himself tumbling down a stair way in a bikini
right next to the golden trio came into his head. Shit. Well, despite the reason he was now
making his way to Gringotts to get the money he lost. Like the bloody Griffyndork would have
been able to pay him if he'd won. Tch. Plebeians like the Weasel shouldn't even be talking to him
they had no dignity or grace… Fuck! When the hell did that wall get there?
It took over an hour to walk the five blocks to the bank. As soon as he saw it he leaped in joy,
and then fell on his arse. He began to cry. Why was everyone out to get him? When he got back
home he was sooo going to tell his mummy, and his mummy was going to sue gravities arse! He
was telling gravity that too when he heard a chuckle next to him. Draco looked up the groaned in
horror at the red head, another Weasel.
Bill was just leaving work after a particularly hard day when he saw a blond head on the
ground. Upon closer inspection he realized it was the young Malfoy Ron was constantly bitching
about. Draco hardly looked like the evil git he'd heard so much about. The younger boy's blond
mane was tussled and reached his shoulder's a long streak falling into his eyes. Speaking of his
eye's, Bill was in awe of how beautiful they were. Silver mercury leaking sparkling tears, they
were ethereal. All together the boy was pathetically cute… well until he opened his mouth. "Why
god, why must you curse me with the evil clan of Weasels? Is my sexy body really that great that
you must constantly punish me for it?" With that the boy burst into tears again. Bill sighed and
bent down to the little narcissist. Ron was going to kill him for not getting the boy while he was
down, but Bill didn't really care. He gently gathered the sobbing boy in his arms and held him.
Draco felt strong arms wrapped around him, he didn't care if it was a Weasel, he buried his
face into the mans shirt and sobbed. When he was finished, he wondered what in the world he
had been crying about. Then he remembered how someone one was holding him and gasped.
He met the other mans eyes then accusingly poked the chest that he'd been laying against.
"Weasel!" Then he gasped again and began to play with Bill's long red hair "Ohhh pretty!" Then
with a smirk he hugged Bill, and said proudly "Mine!"
Bill smiled; the boy was quite insane when drunk. Little did he know that he was just as bad
when sober. He heard a loud snore, the blond was asleep. Of course, now he'd have to take the
boy home. Bill grinned as he stood up holding the other male close, Draco Malfoy was an
interesting creature.
A/N hmm an odd pairing I know, but come on they both are so sexy! KK, if anyone can think of an odd pairing I haven't done yet tell me so I can at it to my ever growing LIST. Review pretty pwease!