Drabble for The Houses Competition.
Draco Malfoy can live with pain just not toothache.
House: Slytherin
Year: Prefect
Category: Drabble
Prompt: Speech "If you say that one more time then I might actually die"
Word Count: 239
Pain had never been something that bothered him. Yes, he made a big deal out of it, but it was more because the reactions he got out of people that amused him. Pain was tiresome, he was emotionally, physically and mentally tapped out of pain sensors.
He was pretty sure the damned Hippogriff in third year could have ripped of his arm and he wouldn't have felt much different, he was numb to all pain…except a toothache.
There was nothing to be done, he was in pain and the only victim - save the only other occupant in the room who just happened to be his saviour laying oh so innocently in their bed across the room. With a vicious grin Draco Malfoy began to personify his thirteen-year old self.
"I'm dying! I'm dying, it is going to kill me. Look! It's killing me! I'm dying - Ow!"
Draco found himself cut of as something smacked against his head.
"Dear please, if you say that one more time then I might actually die." His wife yawned, her sleep filled voice holding a hint of irritation as she began to grumble walking out of the room. Complaining all the way about inconsiderate husbands and their heavily pregnant wife's need for sleep.
Oh yeah, he still had it.
Looking down at the innocent bottle he found the greatest thing to ever come from the muggle world: Aspirin.
"Thanks Love!" Draco called.