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Draco dropped the teasing expression and held both ends of the bracelet to clasp it together , “there.” He took a step back and looked at Percy over, walked to his trunk and took out one of his bigger shirts (actually, Percy recognized that shirt, and he knew that was one of his old ones, the ones he lent Draco and never asked for back) “if you’re going to sleep next to me, wash and change. This is non-negotiable Perseus, You’re sticky.” He gestured to the bathroom
Percy feigned hurt, “And I thought you loved me”, while he walked to the door Draco pointed at, “if I did, I’d still tell you that you stunk” Draco quipped back, filled with fondness that Percy couldn’t not hear.
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Draco could not believe his eyes when he woke up, he was actually next to Percy. He had thought that all that happened yesterday was a dream but apparently it wasn’t so.
He sat up, slowly so as not to wake the boy (the very muscular arm over his waist would suggest otherwise) next to him, and suddenly, the events of yesterday crashed into him in full force, HIS REPUTATION AS SLYTHERINS ICE PRINCE WAS PROBABLY SHATTERED NOW, ALL BECAUSE OF THAT STUPID PERCY JACKSON AND HIS STUPID SMILE-
In his outrage, he grabbed the pillow behind him and smacked Percy with it, Jolting the other awake, abruptly sitting up, “what-! Are—are we under attack??? What-“
“Get out of my bed Jackson!!” Draco would say as he kicked Percy off the bed, said boy flopped like a fish (true to his heritage, draco would say) on the floor when he fell, dragging the sheets and a pillow with him “Good morning to you too Dray” Percy said, rubbing his back.
He got up, then bent over to gather the fallen sheet and pillows, dumping them on the blonde, Draco squawked indignantly, “you know-“ draco started as he tries to take the blanket off, with no luck as Percy grins and holds the sheets (read: traps) “You caused the ruin of my reputation-!” he breathily laughs towards the end of his sentence
“Oh yeah?” Percy’s grin grows wider, deciding to attack the blonde, “I didn’t know you could have a reputation other than being an ass” by then draco was giggling already, the hands tickling his sides not stopping, “Percy-! Stop-! Hahah-! Stop it you oaf-!” later on, Draco would refuse to admit that he was squealing whilst pansy would torture him with questions
SLAM!
“DRACO ARE YOU- oh.” Blaise and Greg stood at the door, both standing in pyjamas, looking at a scene they never thought they’d see from Draco bloody Malfoy.
The blonde in question was covered in sheets from the bottom half, getting attacked, presumably, by the new transfer student, Jackson, who’s hands were on Draco’s bare waist, his shirt riding up, cheeks flushed with tears from laughing, and Jackson with a grin on his face, fingertips still on his victim’s waist
“Err, yeah we’ll just- close it yeah.” Greg shut the door and not even a second later a loud thump and an even louder “PERSEUS JACKSON” was heard from the door, all in Draco’s usually low voice.
Blaise stood there, back to the door, next to Greg, “Should we get ready for breakfast?” Greg nodded and they both walked back to their room.
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When Hermoine entered the great hall with harry and Ron, she saw Iden and Di Angelo together ahead of them, about to sit down together, she stopped for a second and scanned the great hall, noting that Malfoy was already sitting down at the Slytherin table next to his usual set of friends, noting that Jackson wasn’t with him
As she sat down near Iden and Di Angelo, it seems that Di Angelo noticed the same thing as her, “Di immortales, where the fuck is Percy?” he got up then walked over to the Slytherin table, voicing out the same thing to Malfoy
Malfoy sighed as though he was physically tired already, “He went back to get clothes, I don’t know what kind of trouble he’s gotten into to be this late-“she heard the distant but hurried stomping of sneakers echo through the hall pass by
“Speak of the dam devil” Nico muttered, “and he shall appear, I suppose” Malfoy finished, he stood up, looked at di Angelo and both of them promptly left the hall, as perplexed as she was with the brimming urge to go and follow them both, it was breakfast and she was hungry, not to mention that class was almost starting soon
She noticed that Harry and Ron were observing them both just like she was, then, in the corner of her eye, she saw Iden who was buttering up a piece of toast, and she decided that she was going to ask him later about the mysterious and suspicious transfer students.
But for now, breakfast came first, and then she would study for that potions review that they had, speaking of...
“Ron, have you studied for the review later?” Ron froze mid bite and so did Harry, she sighed, “alright then. Honestly, both of you are hopeless.”
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When potions started and Harry still saw no sign of Malfoy, he started getting suspicious, was the git up to something again? And just as he was about to lean closer to Hermione to ask her something, the door slammed open, and he heard a small “what is it with doors being loud today???” from Zabini
Harry turned and saw a disheveled Malfoy and the two transfer students in the same state, like they’d run a mile to school and back and then hurried to class, “My apologies professor-“ Malfoy started, fixing his clothes, “We got wound up in the stairs because of this one,” He pointed at Jackson
“it’s quite alright Mr. Malfoy, do come sit down. Hurry up now, we were about to begin” the professor said.
Harry couldn’t help but squint in suspicion, something was definitely up with Malfoy and the transferees
Nico sat next to Iden who had his notebook out and was writing with a fountain pen instead of the quills that most students used, “You use pens?” Nico asked
“Duh, the hell am I gonna survive with a bird’s feather and an ink bottle? I just know I’m gonna spill ink over an essay if I used one.” Iden said, rolling his eyes while writing the lesson’s title in his notebook. Nico raised an eyebrow and then turned and started taking his stuff out when Iden turned to him “Hey so like, that was definitely a mythological, greek monster right?” Nico’s head whipped towards Iden while his hands moved at lightning sped to cover the boy’s mouth “what- no, in the first place, how do you know-?”
“About the Greek monsters or about how I think you guys are Demis?” Iden asked, taking Nico’s hands off his mouth, “Both” Nico said
“It was genuinely obvious, you guys asked for a fire to burn food in, and you both were so tense, like you were always ready to jump for battle, and, I heard the monster earlier when you and Draco left” he shrugged “I assume Jackson was in trouble earlier”
“Yes, he was, are you this observant or are we just that obvious?” Nico asked iden
“Nah, you guys weren’t obvious, I just happen to be a legacy of Thanatos” Iden turned back to the board and started writing the notes made and Nico heard the Professor droning on about how the eyes of a frog could enhance the potion’s stability
“You’re a what now-“