A/N: Random plot bunny Adux from FA gave. I wrote it awhile ago (before OotP)and just found it today. Go figure.
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For seven years I stayed with him. I've spent years of my life listening to him whine about some little Gryffindor snot named Potty, a Mudblood named Mudblood, and a red head Weasel. Dumbledore never paid me for all the grief that I had to go through, although I shouldn't complain.
From his first few years, Draco used to eat candies sent from home and gotten from Hogsmede under my covers. Then he'd leave crumbs there. Believe me when I say, it's rather uncomfortable to be itchy between the sheets.
For all the boasting Draco does about how suave he is around the girls, he's never once brought a girl to me. The only thing that shares his bed with frequency is a stuffed teddy bear that croons "You are my Sunshine" softly in his ear. He just locks the door and reads, letting out different pitched moans every few seconds, for the benefit of the boys in his year.
The House Elves had to cart away Vincent Crabbe's bed when the boy and Millicent Bulstrode became a bit more . . . ahem . . . personal in their fifth year. I shudder trying to imagine the pain Vincent's bed went through. Dumbledore sent Vincent's bed to a Cot Club, where beds normally spend the summer when the students are gone, for some relaxation. When Vincent's bed came back, he found out that Vincent and Millicent were had gotten closer as the months passed and were currently inseparable. The bed broke down again. Poor sap. Haven't seen him since.
Here's another problem with Master Malfoy. Hair gel. How much gel does that boy need? With that pale skin and slicked hair, he looks like a vampire. No student will ever want to sleep on me again! Hmmm . . . that might not be such a bad thing.
For such an annoying kid, I know he loves me. I can tell by the way he snuggles into me at night. He always comes back to me. He might sleep on the beach or somewhere else, but I know he'll always be back. No one is as soft and cushy as I am.
