Draco groaned. Granger had never came back to the dormitory last night and he was feeling weird about it. And it wasn't just the making out that he felt…empty…without. He actually found himself wondering what she did yesterday, if she had enjoyed the nice weather, if she had gotten her history essay back with the marks that she deserved. What she was doing later for Halloween…
He knew he shouldn't feel bad about taking, what was her name again? Oh, who cares. He knew he shouldn't feel bad about taking Ass and Tits to Flint's party. Nowhere in their 'agreement' did they say they were exclusive. But, even he knew, somewhere along the way, their agreement had transformed from what they had originally intended.
He shifted his leather pants and looked in his full-length mirror. He looked like a complete douche. But this was all they had left at the costume shop in Hogsmeade the night of Halloween. The owner had said he looked hot, though, and even gave him her number after paying for the outfit.
He wasn't even really sure what he was. He had his leather pants, a tight white shirt, and she had insisted that he wear black nail polish and take a fake ring and put it in his lip, saying he didn't look complete without them. The lip ring, however, wouldn't stay in place, so he had requested she just pierce it. He would just take it out after the night anyways, so if he needed it for the costume to look complete, then what the hell.
His hair was in its usual disarray, his bangs falling in his eyes, which the girl had outlined in black. He thought he looked like a pussy though. Wearing makeup and nail polish? If this was the new style then count him out.
But it was Halloween and he was out of options. Whatever. At least he looked badass with the lip ring.
It was only 9, and he was picking up whatsherface at 10. More than enough time for a quick weed fix from Blaise. With one more quick glance in his mirror, he went down to the common room, casually wondering how kissing with the lip ring would work out.
To his dismay, the common room was still empty, Granger's door at the top of her staircase still untouched. He hadn't really thought she would be there, but he had hoped.
Maybe he would ask Pansy for some ecstasy when he got to the Slytherins. He hadn't had that in a long time, and he might need to extra oomph later when he found himself bored with another shallow girl…
He reached the common room in record time, murmuring the password before being allowed entry. He heard a ton of talking, the students excited for Halloween, but he didn't really see anyone. It was dim as usual, the corner with the fireplace the only well lit area. He walked towards the darkest one, knowing very well that all illegal activity went on there, and that was his best bet when trying to find Blaise and Pansy.
And of course, there they were. Pansy, adorned in a pair of skintight shorts, a black bar, and a cropped jacket, was snorting coke instead of taking her usual pills. Blaise was…
"What the fuck." Draco said, causing both to look up. He indicated to his outfit.
"What the fuck!" Blaise responded, standing up showing the exact same outfit Draco was wearing. Instead of a lip ring, he had an eyebrow one, which actually looking pretty good on him. But his nails were black, he had eyeliner, and his leather pants looked equally uncomfortable.
"Stupid bitch. Probably knew what she was doing."
"You both look hot. Just let it go." Pansy stood and stretched, showing off her tight little body, running a hand through her raven hair.
"It's the principal of the matter, baby. This dyke knew what she was doing, and now she must pay!"
"Not tonight you don't!" Blaise never liked to be fucked over. "Seek your revenge another time. I want to spend at least one Halloween at Hogwarts without any authority involvement."
Blaise grinned and walked over to Pansy, his hands roaming freely over her exposed skin. "Oh baby, did I tell you how hot you look tonight?" She smirked, but didn't answer. "You look a-fucking-mazing. I can't wait to get you afterwards and show-"
"Pansy, spot me some E, would you?" Draco had to interrupt. He needed to get laid.
Pansy looked at Blaise in question. He nodded his head and she ran off, probably to her room where she kept all her substances.
"So, going to fuck Brown?"
"Yup."
"You know, I didn't see Granger all day."
"I didn't know you looked."
"I like to know where certain people are. You know, keep tabs on them."
"You know, we both look like total pussies." They both looked down, and then at each other, and smirked. It was at that moment Pansy arrived again, handing a pill to Draco and then placing one in her mouth before leaning towards Blaise and passing it to him with her tongue. How nice.
Draco took the small white tablet and swallowed it. He would except results in about an hour, probably around the same time he became bored with Brown. Checking his watch, he saw it was approaching 10, and, frankly wanting this to be over, decided to actually be on time in arriving at the Gryffindor Common Room.
"I'll see you two there." He said, stepping over their entangled legs. At least Blaise responded, his head above Pansy's as she got lower and lower, nodding to indicate he heard him.
The halls were pretty crowded for a school night, but he knew each house was probably having their own little parties, whether they be in their respected common rooms or else where. He wondered what Granger was doing…
As he turned the corner, he ran smack into someone with red hair and hand-me-down robes…"Weasel."
"Malfoy. What are you being for Halloween? A fag? Finally decide to come out of the closet?"
"As much as I know that would please you, no. And at least I'm not a poor beggar."
He sputtered at that, his face turning slightly red. "I do not know what you are doing around Hermione all the time, but I am going to give you one warning. Stay away from her. She is too good for you." He came closer, trying to use his height to intimidate Draco, who was a good 6 feet himself.
Draco let the shock appear on his face for just a moment before gaining control of his emotions once again. But instead of deny the accusation, he responded to the threat. "You should probably mind your own business, Weasel. The war is over. There are no sides anymore. I have as much right to hang out with the Gryffindor princess as you do."
"The war may seem over, but we all know that will never truly be the case. Stay on your side, and we'll stay on ours." And with that, the red haired boy walked away, into the dark.
Draco shook his head, and proceeded to the infamous portrait of the fat lady. She glanced him up and down, licking her lips a little bit. Ugh.
"Good evening." He said, shuddering as she sat up straight so her bosom was practically hanging in his face.
"Hello." She bent forward now, pretending to have accidentally dropped her fan.
"Chocolate Frogs." A voice from behind him made him jump. The fat lady sighed as she opened the door. "Malfoy."
"Potter." Draco approved of Potter's gladiator type costume, pissed that he couldn't have it. He also noticed the keg he was levitating in front of him.
"Lavender is pretty excited about tonight." He said, indicating for him to go in before him.
Draco didn't respond, knowing that Brown had probably weaved a tale of how he had asked her to the party.
"Hermione isn't too happy." Before they crossed completely into the crowd of people, he grabbed Draco and turned him around. "If you like her, why don't you just tell her? Quit playing games."
He left Draco, levitating the keg into the group of very happy partiers, with cheers of how great Potter was.
Brown was there in a skimpy bunny costume, walking towards him, sex practically coming out of every pore.
"Let's go." He mumbled, turning around before she reached him and stomping out.
"He didn't look too happy, did he?" Fairy Ginny asked Bowling Ball Colin while in line for the keg.
"Not at all. If Lavender were my date, why I'd…"
The rest of his sentence was overpowered with cheers that the keg had been tapped. It was going to be a long Halloween.
