Draco walked down the corridor, buzzing from the coke and annoyed at having to check in with Severus. He finally got to the
dungeons and entered Severus's living chambers. He was met with the sight of the potion's master pacing the floor with a
scowl. Draco sighed and flung himself onto the sofa Severus kept in the corner.
"Well, how did it go?"
"I got the mark"
"Will you tell me what he wants you to do for him"
"Not if you're going to report back to Dumbledore." The coke made Draco sound more agitated than he meant to be, but he was getting restless.
"Draco, if you become a spy then when Voldemort loses you won't go to Azkaban"
"Yeah, if I'm not dead"
"I'm not joking! Dumbledore can protect you"
"No. Good night," Draco told Severus, and promptly left for his dormitory. He attempted to sleep, but when that failed, resorted to thinking about Harry. Nice thoughts turned into nice dreams and he slept.
Harry woke up the next morning with a smile on his face. It quickly turned into a frown when Hermione and Ron confronted him. "What's going on?" Hermione asked him. "You're sleeping in class and your grades are suffering! And you never talk to us anymore"
"Yeah, mate. Are you depressed about Sirius"
"No. It has nothing to do with Sirius. I just can't sleep well," he lied.
"You should see Madam Pomfrey. She can give you a sleeping potion," Hermione suggested.
"Yeah, that's a great idea." Ron smiled at Hermione and she smiled back. Harry noticed the exchange and decided to confront them about something too.
"So when did you two get together"
"What? How did you know?" Ron asked in shock.
"If he didn't know before, he does now," said Hermione.
Harry grinned. "Hey, I'm okay with it. Everyone deserves to be happy, right"
"You're taking this rather well," said Hermione. She hugged him tightly.
"I'm just glad Ron finally got the courage to ask you out"
"Hey! I just had to work myself up to it, that's all"
Harry sighed at how it was all too easy to slip back into pretend mode that everything was fine.
Draco got to the room first that night. He had missed Harry all day, and he hadn't even been able to see him clearly at dinner, what with Crabbe sitting across from him. He'd actually arrived early so he could shoot up some heroin before. He hadn't melted this one yet, but he was prepared with a spoon, a syringe, a lighter, a length of rubber tubing, and a bottle of water.
He removed the heroin from the bag and placed a chunk on the spoon. He heated it up with the lighter below to soften it, then poured a small amount water into the spoon, and waited for it to dissolve. He then put the heroin in the syringe and put the spoon on the floor. He tied the rubber tubing like a muggle tourniquet around his arm, then found a vein and pushed the needle in. He felt good instantly. It was a comfy sort of feeling and he felt his arms pulsing. He removed the tubing from his arm and placed it beside him on the couch. He lay his head back.
The door opened after a few minutes. Harry came in to note how cute Draco looked. "Hey, Draco." Draco's eyes flew open and he smiled at Harry, gesturing for him to sit down. When Harry complied, Draco pulled him close and kissed him slowly. It was the beginning of a very interesting night.