Play by Play
Stray-89
Chapter 3
Many of the residence of number 12 Grimmauld place were unhappy with the fact that there was a Malfoy regularly visiting the premises. Few however vocalised their issues, one such brave soul was Ron who complained, and constantly picked fights with the Blonde Slytherin, nonetheless he always ended up in second place in his race to re-gain his place as Harry's best friend.
Molly Weasley however, was sick and tired of constantly finding Harry, Draco and often her own Fred and George still asleep at a quarter to eight when breakfast was served. She had no qualms at waking the sleeping boys, berating them, and setting them all, Harry included, to a morning of chores.
On the second last night before they returned to Hogwarts for the summer however Harry and Draco had spent the evening waiting for the house to fall asleep. It was at a quarter past eleven when they did and they flooed out to the Leakey Cauldron. After arriving at 'the Cauldron' they wandered out into London and made their way to a club. It was called 'Spish' neither had any idea of what It meant but it sounded cool.
They peaked in the door behind the surly security guard and caught sight of their destination. They made their way into an alley and apparated into the club. The flashing lights, pumping bass and pressing bodies made the perfect atmosphere for to teenage boys who were desperate for sex, and would take anything they could get as long as it wasn't each other.
The night was spent amongst scantily clad women, flirting casually, and looking for a good lay. Feelings were never involved with sex, for them at least, it never mattered who you slept with, you never had to see them again, unless of corse they were an unusually good piece of ass. Then you had to be nice so you could have them again. Or if they happened to attend Hogwarts, there you could expect many public scenes of outrage. This of course prompted them to not sleep with anyone at the school.
"'e 'ave to ge' ba' Dray" Harry slurred into Draco's ear, they were leaning heavily on each other, walking down the centre of a back street. They were both still tripping from something they had taken in the club.
"mmmmm" Draco answered in the affirmative.
"appernate you 'fink" Harry said stumbling over a piece of loose gravel and nearly pulling both Draco and himself onto the road.
"mmmmm" Draco murmmered again.
It was around three thirty in the morning when the two very drunk teens apparated into the kitchen of number 12 Grimmauld Place, they checked each other clumsily for missing appendages, it is after all, very easy to get splinched when apparating drunk. Both were pleased when they each had all their body parts.
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Neither made it to the bedroom that night, instead they passed out in chairs leaning on the kitchen table and were found by Molly Weasley when she came down to make breakfast.
"WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING?" the Weasley matriarch's screams rang through the house.
"uggg" Harry grunted squinting against the light and clutching his head
"oooohhhh" Draco moaned holding his stomach. He dashed over to the sink and emptied his stomach's contents into it, choking as the fluid burned his throat. Harry and Draco had similar affects on the influence of Alcohol, they both became rowdy and loud, not caring what anyone thought of them, They did however have different reactions to the after affects of alcohol, Harry just had a shocking headache but poor Draco had both a headache and the need to puke his guts up.
Harry let his head fall back onto his crossed arms with a flop and said to Draco, ignoring Mrs. Weasley's presence "What did we take?"
Draco replied after washing his mouth out under the tap "I dunno, but it was a good high."
"YOUR DOING DRUGS?" Molly Weasley raged
"Only sometimes, if we can get them" Harry replied nonchalantly
"I'm going upstairs..." Draco said "need more sleep"
"mmmm, me to" Harry replied following his friend
"Mrs. Weasley what's going on?" Hermione's voice floated down from the top of the stairs.
"These boys have been out of the house, drinking, doing drugs and who knows what else."
"You really wouldn't want to know what else" Draco replied impertinently
"mmmm the parties, the sex, that good weed we got from that guy in Kent." Harry said casually
Molly Weasley had an expression of shock on her face, and Hermione looked scandalised. Draco laughed "and the lair Leo, don't forget that, the bar, that fluffy mattress perfect for sex mmmmm. I defiantly need more sleep."
Harry laughed as well and they both escaped up the stairs, away from Mrs. Weasleys temper.
"That was so cool" Harry said "but I'm sleeping now" and with that Harry flopped down on the bedspread and began to snore softly, Draco fell next to him and within minutes was also claimed by dreams.
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Harry awoke spooned against Draco, it was warm and comfortable, he felt the arms tighten "mmmm" he groaned "Why are you holding me?"
"Dunno" Draco replied sleepily "It's comfortable though, might have to wake up with you more often."
"ugg" Harry groaned in disgust "I hope you were joking"
"yep" Draco laughed but then said "It is comfortable though"
"mmmm, don't get used to it." Harry said chuckling softly "We have to get some more supplies form Fred and George" Harry said
"Yep" Draco said again "I'm still not moving though."
"That's fine, 'cause I'm not either."
The two fell asleep again, it didn't last though, twenty minutes later the door to the room banged open and Ron entered. Harry opened his eyes blearily "Ron 'sat you?"
"Yes" Ron said seeming to be barley containing his disgust for something, Draco shifted slightly behind him and Harry remembered in whose arms he was lying in.
"Oh right then, what are you doing here?" Harry asked
"I wanted to talk to you" Ron replied
"Later" Harry said "let me shower and change"
"'k" Ron said leaving the room, after one back glance at Draco who was still holding Harry in his arms.
Harry rolled over and Draco groaned "mmmm, stay a little longer"
"I have to see Ron, and you should get up to."
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Twenty minutes later Harry strolled into the kitchen looking like he didn't have a care in the world, and he didn't, not really. There was the dark lord, but really all he had to do was to empty a chamber of his 9mm into his chest and he was all set.
Ron was the only one in the kitchen, Harry made his way over to the cupboard and took out some bread, he fixed himself a sandwich, and sat at the table facing Ron.
"So, what did you want to talk about?"
"When did you get like this Harry?"
"Ummm, let me think. When did you get with Hermione again?"
"Last October, and what does that have to do with this?" Ron said
"Did you talk to me at any stage up until the summer?" Harry said
"Well, ahhh" Ron looked uneasy "not much I spose"
"Actually it was more like not at all." Harry took a bite of his sandwich and Ron had the grace to look guilty
"You ignored me Ron and if you expected me to just wait around for you and Hermione to break up or stop spending all your time with each other then you were very, very wrong. I changed Ron, open your eyes. I'm not the same person, I smoke, drink, do drugs occasionally. Get over it and get used to it 'cause I'm not changing just for you." Harry took one last bite of his sandwich and left the room.
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"You okay?" Draco asked when Harry stormed into the room. Despite Harry's advice Draco had not gotten up, he had however removed his jeans and jacket, leaving him in his boxers and a loose shirt. It was much more comfortable that way.
"Sorta" Harry said
"Tell me?" Draco said leaning over and pulling Harry onto the bed
"He wanted to know when I changed."
"Oh" Draco said
"He is so immature, blind, thick, and I don't know how to put it but, I swear that he will spread it round that he found us in bed together."
Draco remained silent "I need to have a drink" Harry said suddenly "You want some?"
Draco groaned "none for me thanks, I still feel queasy from last night"
"Okay then" Harry got up and made his way into the closet and took the last bottle from the top shelf, it was a quarter full.
Harry took a healthy swig and flopped down to sprawl on the bed next to Draco, Harry sighed.
An hour later Harry was still sprawled on the bed, considerably drunker and wearing a lot less clothing. He was ranting about something that didn't make sense. Harry stoped suddenly, and made symbols in the air with his fingers and began to sing to himself, seemingly unaware that Draco was in the room. Draco smiled at his best friend; he had a surprisingly good singing voice.
Graffiti
decorations
Under a sky of dust
A constant wave of tension
On
top of broken trust
The lessons that you taught me
I learn were
never true
Now I find myself in question...
Harry, cut off, he sat up straight and said "Dray what's the rest of the words?"
"I dunno Harry, it's your song."
"Oh, I 'memba" Harry said in a childish voice and once again began to sing
Paper
bags and angry voices
Under a sky of dust
Another wave of
tension
Has more than filled me up
All my talk of taking
action
These words were never true
Now I find myself in
question...
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The first chance Harry and Draco got to talk to Fred and George was the morning they left for Hogwarts,
"Harry" said Fred
"Good to see you" George continued
"what can we do you for?" Fred asked
"More firewhiskey." Draco said immediately
"Can do." Fred and George said at the same time.
"When?" Harry asked
"You'll have it by day after tomorrow."
"Alright, but have it come directly to us, not at breakfast or any meal for that matter." Harry said
"Righto" said George.