Draco groggily sat up, coughing.

Where was his water?

He couldn’t see, his eyes still haven’t adjusted to the light. In his attempt to feel for his water, he ended up knocking something over.

Draco groaned and gave up. He didn’t want to risk messing up his dorm room. He’d be too lazy to organize later. Plus, his room was already messy lately anyway.

Sighing, he sank back into the bed and pulled the covers over his head. He then immediately pulled them down and sat up to cough.

He sniffed and blinked, looking around. His eyes finally adjust and settled on his alarm clock.

10:17am.

And no one, professor or friend, had come to check on why he’s not at classes.

Draco sighed and sniffed again. His stomach growled. He hadn’t gone to breakfast obviously and was getting hungry now.