Draco sat up in his bed and rubbed his eyes. Maybe it was a just a dream, he thought, maybe I don't have some duplicate of me running around making friends with everyone….
He took a good look around the room.
And saw his duplicate, lying on the floor, clad in purple silk pyjamas, sound asleep. "You've got to be…" Draco wasn't sure what to do… was he just going to wake him up? Yes.
Draco swung his legs over the bed and walked the few feet over to the 'other him' and looked down. He never realised how good looking he was. He had nice hair. Not a bad behind, too. Oh, for the love of Merlin, Draco scolded himself, just wake him up already.
"Hey, you!" Draco kicked his duplicate lightly. The replica on the floor stirred in his sleep. "Come on, wake up."
The other Draco shielded his face with his right arm and looked up. "What time is it?" he asked sleepily.
"Time for you to wake up and get out of my room."
His duplicate smiled. "Oh, you don't mean that."
Draco rolled his eyes and replied grumpily, "Yes, I do."
The replica ignored it. "So, since we both have the same name, we should think of a nickname for you, so you could be called something different." He smiled.
Draco, on the other hand, didn't smile. "First of all," he began, "if anyone is going to be called something different, it'll be you."
The duplicate wouldn't stop smiling. "Okay, no problem. So, okay then, what do you think people should start to call me?" He stood up finally, dusted himself off, and looked at Draco expecting a reply.
"How about 'asshole'?" Draco suggested, sounding quit serious.
His duplicate frowned. "Well, that isn't very nice." His frown didn't last long. "How about 'Drake'!"
Draco raised his eyebrow, "If I can call you Draky."
"Sounds good!" The Impostor said with such a smile it made Draco sick to his stomach. "I've always liked that nickname!"
Oh Merlin, Draco thought. Something about the fact that he would have someone looking just like him and acting like this unnerved him. "Well," he said, "I'm going to um… Get dressed and go to breakfast."
"Sounds good!"
There was an awkward silence, until Draco decided to be the brave one and undress first. They had the same bodies, anyway, what's the big deal? 'Drake' followed his lead.
"Um… about last night," Drake said.
"What about last night? Nothing happened. I was half asleep. That's not exactly what I call fair."
Drake arched an eyebrow. "Fair? From what I've seen around here, Draco, you're not one to 'play fair'." He grinned.
He has my grin, Draco thought irritably. "Well, now I do."
"Hmmm…." Drake responded, putting on his shoe. "Well, I'm going to breakfast. See you there." With that, he slipped out of the door.
Draco watched his replica leave and bit his lip.
Keeping his hands off this boy would be harder than he thought.