Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter.

Warning- This is a slash and very graphic story. Watch out!!

Note: Stuff inside () means said in mush mouth. Like "(Whatthehellisgoingon.)"

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Chapter 5: Too Medicated to Hate

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The Gryffindorks are having a stupid party. They said everyone who wants to come can come. Damn wankers. There just asking for trouble.

I go down to the common room to see Pansy looking pretty hot in a silver short skirt and a tight green long-sleeved shirt, showing off her chest. Her black hair is pulled back in pigtails to show off her evil green eyes. I walk over to her and kiss her cheek.

"If we weren't going to this retarded party, I'd shag you into the floor." I say.

Pansy grins. "We'll save that for later." She says. She looks around. She gets on her tippy toes and leans in close. "You got the you-know-what?" She whispers.

"In my pocket. Potter won't know what fucked him." I say, smirking.

She returns to her spot a foot in front of me. "So what are you taking tonight?" She asks.

I look down at her, my blond hair falling into my face. "I'm taking some of the you-know-what." I tell her.

Her jaw drops. "HEY! That's not fair! What do I get?!" She whines.

I shrug. "Maybe Potter has some of that disgusting muggle cough medicine you can down." I tell her.

She pushes past me and out the door. "I can't believe your gonna give Scarhead the good stuff and make your own girlfriend hunt for her own drugs." She pouts, still stomping down the hall.

I grab her arm and spin her around. I glare down at her. "Will you fucking keep it down. Number one, your NOT my girlfriend. Number two; If I can get Potter to take the big dosage of this and if he overdoses..." I wave goodbye with a evil smirk. Oh I can only hope.

Pansy bites her lower lip. "Fine! Potter better have muggle medicine or I'm raiding your room Christmas break." She states.

I grin. "Deal."

I put my arm around her and pull her in close. I lied to Pansy the other day. I told her that I only had a little bit of "stuff" for one time. The moron bought my bollocks. She may be hot but she's fucking stupid.

We head up to Gryffindor tower and Granger is outside the door. She glares at us. "What do you two want?" She growls.

"In your party, Mudblood. Why the fuck else?" Pansy snaps.

Granger grits her teeth and lets us in by whispering the password to the fat lady. The door wings open and Pansy and I enter.

Pansy kisses my cheek and heads towards the Boy's dormitories. "Where are you going, Pans?" I yell over to her.

"TO HUNT! LATER!" She yells over the noise and skips off.

I look around. My eyes land on Scarhead in the far back, leaning on the wall and downing a fire whisky. I smirk. He's not looking half bad tonight.

I walk over to Potter and he glares up at me. "What the hell do you want?" He growls.

"I want you to try something with me." I tell him, grinning.

His green eyes look at me, fire burning inside them. "I don't want to try anything you have to give me." Potter snaps and downs the rest of his whisky. He sets the bottle on the floor and folds his arms.

"Please, no one else will try it with me." I whine.

Potter bites his lower lip. "Well what is it?"

I reach into my pocket and pull out a bag. Potter gasps. "That's-"

"Acid."

His eyes are wide. "How did you get that?! That's muggle stuff." He asks.

"Mum and I decided to take a trip to London. I 'made' a few 'friends.'" I tell Scarhead.

"Was one fat?" He asks. I raise an eyebrow. "Nevermind."

I take out one of the squares and slap it into Potter's hand. "Either you take it yourself or I shove it down your fucking throat." I growl.

Potter glares up at me. He opens his mouth and sticks the drug inside. He shakes his head to adjust to the taste. I take out the other piece and pop it into my mouth. "See you in a little bit, Scarhead."

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Holy shit, this is insane. Ok, the walls are moving. Or am I moving? Well I know the walls aren't suppose to be changing colors. I think I took the bigger dosage. Damnit.

Pansy comes out of nowhere and kisses me. He pupils are dilated. "Draco! This stuff is insane, Mate! I can't believe all this stuff. Oi! There's two of you!" She says.

I push her away and look around. Potter is in the chair pressing his gorgeous face into the cushion. Wait did I just call Scarface gorgeous? I walk over to him and sit on his lap. He turns to look at me.

"(Malfoy what are you doing?)" He asks, his mouth sounding like it's full of cotton.

I answer him by pushing him back into the chair and begin to kiss him passionately. Potter wraps his arms around me and opens his mouth so I can side my tongue inside his mouth. I grab onto the chair for support. I let go after what feels like hours to look at Potter.

"(Come with me Potter.)" I say, my voice sounding like Potter's did before.

I grab Potters hand and we stumble down another spinning hallway. I feel Potter kissing at my arm. I think I hear Weasley yelling at us two but do you think I give a shit right now. I'm gonna go fuck Potter's brains out!

I yank us into the next room I see. I think it's a Lavatory. I can't tell. Potter pushes me against the door. I lazily push him off. "(I'm in charge, Potter.)" I try to growl.

I grab his shoulders and slam Potter against the wall. Potter cries out in pain. "Ow, Malfoy! That hurt!" He whines.

I slap him. "(You are the biggest whiner I've ever heard. Your suppose to be the boy who's gonna defeat Voldemart, but you can't even fight off me. Your fucking pathetic.)" I tell him.

Potter begins to cry. "(YOUR RIGHT! I'm nothing. I'm a useless git! Just fucking kill me!)" He screams.

I stop and look down at the dark haired boy. He's sobbing into my shirt. I step away from him and he slides to the floor. He his hands to his face and cries into them. I sit on the floor and watch him cry. I kinda feel bad. I sigh.

All of a sudden, everything went black.

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Authors Note: Hey! Long time, no update. Sorry about that. Major personal problems. I had to motivate myself to even TYPE up this chapter. I know it's bad. Anyway about this chapter. Yeah, Draco on acid. What a scary place. LOL! I'm actually beginning to feel a bit bad for Potter-boy. I don't know. Maybe something good will come out of it all. (Winks) Whoops did I just give a hint? (Smirks evilly.) Anyway, I've gotta go. Later!