You and Draco were a bit close, occasionally hanging out together but keeping a good distance between each other, both being in Slytherin and pure-bloods, while you weren't as much as a prat as he was, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. You were spoiled by your parents, and so was he.

You two were in a close-knit friendship, occasionally hanging out after classes, sharing stuff and occasionally teasing others together. But you always knew how to talk you and him out of trouble..

One day, he had invited you to the boy's dormitory, both of you were sitting next to each other on his neat bed, the black silk sheets he had swapped out for instead of the schools usual "dirty" sheets he disliked, You laid down next to him..clearly high, and so was he..staring into each others eyes, the air smelled of his expensive Cologne, your sweet yet expensive floral perfume and weed, an intoxicating mixture that messed with both of you

Draco cupped your face and stroked the small crease beneath your left eye, still staring deep. Keeping eye contact.