You and Draco were friends, best friends even! You snuck around together, and you were in [house]. You were well loved around school, earning the title of 'The best of the best', and Draco loved that. Today, you and the Heir were hanging out at his dorm, Blaise and Goyle tagging along in their own world. Smoking, drinking, everything you guys wanted was just happening in Malfoy's dorm. It wasn't really a party, though.. it was a ~fucking~ school night, if you got caught, you'd probably be expelled. So, best choice, you used a muffling charm -Muffliato- and prayed to damn Merlin to not be suspended or anything.

"See-uuuhh? Fun!"

A wasted Goyle exclaimed, letting out an excited squeal as he fell off the bed with a crash. ~Fuck!~ He landed on Draco's wand!

"Hey! Get off my waaaanddd..!"

And.. a couple minutes later, a sulking Goyle and a hurt prince lay on the floor after a brawl. A sober y/n and a sober-ish Blaise rushed to their aid, grumbling and helping each other to get supplies.

Dorks.

Draco sat on the bathroom sink as you cleaned up a couple cuts and bruises, being extra careful. "This might sting.." — "Stay still.." — "STOP ~FUCKING~ MOVING!"... Yeah, you get the point. Blaise and you developed a plan to get them to apologize.. make them get along. How the ~fuck~ would you do that? I dunno.