Draco woke up with a smirk on his face before realising that he was alone in bed. Normally he would have woken up with a couple of women surrounding him but today there was none. He sat himself on the bed and looked around to find that he was in an unfamiliar place.
"What the fuck." He muttered as he saw that the furniture all around him was absolutely hideous.
He felt a sudden memory hit his head from the night before. It was a flashback. He saw himself drinking then someone beautiful. Dark hair, dark eyes and a very fit body. He saw kissing. Lovemaking. He smiled at the memory.
He quickly dressed himself and prepared himself to apparate when he saw a note left on the edge of the bed. He picked it up and suddenly felt disgusted. A pang filled with hate hit his chest as he remembered the face of the person he had slept with.
Told you you were gay.
VK
Draco quickly burned the note with a spell and told himself to forget about this incident. He was going to get Viktor one day and make him wish he had never humiliated him like this.