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“Hi Dray” Jackson grinned, Di Angelo waved and Malfoy, well, he looked just about ready to kill Jackson
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When Draco woke up today, he was expecting to go about his day like he usually would. Go to class, talk with Pansy and Blaise on the way to potions, have a conversation with Theo and Vincent during lunch while Greg heaped food into his plate, and deal with Potter and his friends drilling holes into the back of his head, all while enduring the hexes and whatever insults the other houses they could come up with for him.
His day went mostly like that, but when dinner came around, he wasn't expecting Professor McGonagall to announce transfer students, even less so when Percy and his no good face walked in with Nico.
The great hall had frozen in shock, that much Draco could comprehend, he looked up at Percy from where he was sitting
Draco, as red as his face could get, looked up to the sky and said a quiet, "Mother, what did I do to deserve this?" while closing his eyes, sighing and then looked at Percy motherfucking Jackson.
"Why are you here?" he'd ask,
Percy grinned, "to come see you obviously", he said it like it was so obvious and that Draco was missing the point
"To protect you" Nico would reply, shrugging off Percy's grip on his arm and dusting it off, with Percy making a mock-hurt expression, "you wound me Neeks" putting a hand over his heart dramatically
Draco pinched the bridge of his nose, his ear still red, "Go sit in your house table Percy" to which Percy whined, like actually whined, in front of the entirety of the great hall, "but you heard the professor, I could sit in another house! And I wanna sit with you," Percy got closer to Draco, practically hugging him already, causing the already shocked people in the great hall to gasp, because who on earth, would dare to hug Slytherin's prince?
Apparently, a transfer student from America because Draco Malfoy was even RECIPROCATING the hug??? Draco could feel his headache already appearing as he feels Potters eyes burning the back of his head
Draco could feel the forming headache worsening already, because of all the things Camp could've trained him in, why couldn't they train him to handle the Son of the Sea? (This was bad for his heart, Percy's face was already so close, he practically had his face in the crook of Draco's neck)
He hurriedly looked at Nico, who looked like he felt bad for Draco, "Well, I mean, he did ask?", then he looked at Professor McGonagall still watching the scene unfold, a questioning look in his eyes, she nodded, as if saying 'it wasn't not allowed in the rule book, there's no proper rule about it' and he just sighed and made space for the two demigods
Patting the space beside him, he saw an affronted look on Blaise's face from across the table, and shock and amusement in Pansy and Theo's eyes.
"Its nice to see you again Dray" Nico patted his hair as he sat down on Draco's left, and Percy? He was still hugging Draco.
"Let go of me Percy-" gasps, the Draco Malfoy, calling someone by their first name? it rang through the great hall and Draco's face scrunched up as he hit Percy's back gently, or as hard as he could while still trying to keep his elegant image as a buffoon caged him in its arms.
Percy pulled away at that, but not before taking this as an incentive to tease Draco, "I missed you too, you're highness" then sat next to Draco, his hand finding it's comfortable spot around his lower back hooking in the crook of his thigh and pelvis
Draco squeaked a little then turned red again, hitting Percy again gently and then turning back to his friends, who were all slack-jawed with Blaise, the bastard, grinning like he found something out.
Draco sent a glare their way saying shut up.
Distantly, McGonagall announced the start of their feast
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Harry watched as that Jackson, sat next to Draco and snaked one of his arms around him
His eye twitched, his fists crumpled and his jaw snapped shut, why was he so agitated?
From beside him, he could hear Ron and Dean talking, he could see from the corner of his eye Neville and Seamus moving to grab food, only Hermione looked at him, questioningly
"You should start eating too Harry," she said, and unconsciously his body had moved to grab food off of the serving plates,
From the chatter that arose, he could hear Jackson and Di Angelo talking as if they were old friends with Malfoy, and Malfoy didn't even snark at them once, he was fully engrossed in his conversation with the two Americans, that it didn't seem like he noticed his friends making amused expressions and Hogwarts' shock and gossiping about them
Harry huffed and turned his head to join Ron and Dean's conversation on quidditch
A few minutes after their dinner and midway into dessert, just as Harry was about to grab another treacle tart, he distantly heard Jackson yelp loudly, and when he and a dozen other students turned their head to look at the Hufflepuff, ("did you see? He's a 'puff") all of them we're baffled, they all saw him lying on the floor, his long legs still hooked on the bench
"Didn't I tell you not to do that?" Malfoy said, standing up from his seat, crossing his arms jutting his hips as he looked down from Jackson who was laying on the floor
"Yeah, but I mean, who could resist?" He said, struggling a bit to sit up, but eventually he unhooked his legs and sat up, then looked at Malfoy, staring at him, and Harry's eye started twitching again
"You know," Di Angelo chimed in, breaking Jackson from his staring at Malfoy, to which he saw Di Angelo receiving a glare from Jackson, "this reminds me of that one time Dray won against you, using your own bullshit against you" He said, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a rectangular looking device, "I gotta send this to the rest"
In his peripheral, he saw Hermoine narrow her eyes and jot something down in a small notebook she had started carrying
"Say hi to Pipes and Beth for me," Malfoy said, and uncrossed his arm and offered a hand to Jackson, "Get up from there fishman, and hurry up, I have to give you something"
Fishman? was that supposed to be some sort of nickname he had for Jackson? he scoffed in incredulousness, Malfoy giving nicknames that sounded fond? maybe in another universe (maybe, in a very buried part in his mind, Scarhead was directed to him fondly)
Jackson beamed and took the hand like he'd done it numerous times, he didn't let go after getting pulled up either (Draco was that strong to pull that man up? Harry wished he could test that out)
"Awh, I knew you missed me too babe," Malfoy punched Jackson, his already red cheek gained a companion and Jackson yelped again
The hall gasped again, and Harry could see galleons being handed to several people, "Shut up Percy," and then Malfoy dragged Jackson outside the hall
After the door closed behind them, Malfoys circle looked at each other and then descended like vultures on the boy sitting on their table to ask questions
Harry couldn't have cared less and went back to eating. (he definitely didn't drop a tart, nor did he plan to use his cloak)
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"Explain this Di Angelo." Pansy banged her hands on the table as she pointed one of her neatly manicured fingers at one of Draco's secret friends (apparently)
Di Angelo, Blaise supposed, replied "What is there to explain?" Then shrugged and went back to eating, "And don't call me Di Angelo, just call me Nico, you Brits are weird."
"I'd say you americans are the weird ones" Blaise said, "but please do explain, we want answers," Blaise said, Theo was putting down his pocketbook and leaned in a little closer
"Again, what is there to explain?"
"Well, we want to know how you know Draco, and his apparent boyfriend that he kept from us!" Pansy exclaimed
Di Angelo- Nico, scoffed a laugh and chuckled, "Boyfriend? Oh no, Percy isn't Dray's boyfriend"
"What-?" Was the chorus between the group "Yeah, Percy is trying at least, but Dray is like, a dense lava wall, and Percy is like Leo being given a bow while he's high on coffee, he always misses. He probably thinks Percy's just joking"
Leo? Theo mouthed, and Blaise just shrugged
"okay,, we'll get back to that, But what about his friendship with you both? Where'd you meet?"
"Oh, summer camp"
"I didn't think Draco would attend a summer camp though?" Vince said, pocketing a few biscuits
"Oh that posh ass wouldn't" Nico agreed, "But he was more or less forced due to.. circumstances"
"What circumstances?" Theo asked, "None of your business" Nico shook his head
"Okay touchy subject." Pansy said and sat back down, "how long have you been friends?"
"Give or take? About five years now" Nico said nonchalantly as if he didn't just tell them that Draco Malfoy had secret friends for half a decade.
Pansy's hands shot up in disbelief and fell down with a huff, "sure okay, he just kept secret friends from us"
"He technically couldn't tell you all, it's- er, circumstances" Nico stood up, "I'll be going back now, it seems like the feast is over too"
"Di Angelo," Blaise called, Nico looked, "Come find us during breakfast tomorrow."
Nico looked uninterested, or maybe that's just how he looked most of the time, "I told you to call me Nico" shoved his hands in his pockets then marched over to Gryffindor, relaxed.
Nico sighed, ever since those two disasters left, he could feel the Percy looking guy with a lightning scar shift his gaze to Nico
Nico saw that the guy was staring at Draco long before they sat down beside him too, Nico didn't know who he was, but he was pretty fucking stalker-y
He joined the lines the red house formed and followed the line for the eighth years, because he was a transfer student, he had to room with the returning students.
"Hey mate!" He pulled away from his thoughts and saw a redhead talking to him
Nico wanted to be blunt and ask what he wanted, but Will begging him to be more sociable ran through his head, For Will, For Will. "Hi?" He asked
"You're one of the transfers, aren't you?" He asked looking suspicious of him
"As you saw, yes, I am" Nico crossed his arms, and he doesn't know this, but to Ron, he looked a bit more intimidating and a lot more defensive, making Ron more suspicious
"Leave him alone, yeah?" another guy said, placing a hand on Ron's shoulder, "Hi it's nice to meet you Di Angelo, I'm Iden Lombardi" he offered with a little wave
Nico stared, "are you Italian too?"
Iden huffed a laugh, "Non, but I am part of the little asian-european minority they have here"
Nico squinted, "Hm, you're pretty tall, okay, you'll do" then grabbed onto his forearm, "you'll be my meat shield, deflect the other mosquitoes from talking to me"
Getting dragged by the five-foot-six Italian looked comical from Ron's point of view, seeing as how the taller Iden had to hunch down a little to accommodate the new student suddenly dragging him
"What do I get in turn for being your bodyguard?"
"What do you want?"
"I take payment in cookies. Ah, food really, be my friend too" nico looked at him like he was crazy
"Are you that much of a loser that you need to get asked for a favor to get a friend?" Nico looked back at the brunette, pity on his face
"Hey-! No?? I'm- I have friends here thank you very much, I just wanna be friends with you. You look like a necromancer and super fucking cool which is why" Iden explained
"Sure.." Nico trailed off, still that mix of disgust and pity in his face, "Why don't you believe me?! I'm a cool guy!!" Iden pouted
"Honestly, I don't care if you're friendless-"
"I'm not!"
"Or if you're one of those hunks-"
"I said I was cool, Not a hunk?! But doesn't this mean you think I'm pretty good looking?"
"-Just get in front of me and start warding those mosquitoes away!" Nico pushed Iden in front of him as more and more students appeared
"You agree to my payment!"
"Yeah, yeah, fine, do your job!"
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Now look, Percy last saw Draco weeks ago, and seeing him again so suddenly and in those clothes (robes, they're called Robes) that flatter him really doesn't help Percy's little crush okay?
oh wait, did he say little? no— he meant to say that he had a huge ass crush on the blonde. He was just so pretty, okay? His hair looked gorgeous under the sun, tied back in a little ponytail, the way the camp shirt clung to his practically non-existent waist with how small it was, his knowledge on even the most boring things, his thirst for learning and competitiveness almost had Percy mistaking him for an Athena camper, but Percy always knew that Draco’s beauty would signify the fact that he was Aphrodite’s kid.
That, was when they were at camp. But after how many weeks of not seeing Draco, his heart yearned (he guessed that’s what they meant by "Distance makes the heart grow fonder") to have some form of contact with the other. Now don’t get him wrong, he loves that Draco is dragging him around and even reciprocated the hug earlier, but he wanted to go to sleep because he was really dam tired. If Draco doesn’t show him a bed anytime soon, he’s gonna conjure one or go throw himself in the lake he saw two halls ago.
Eventually they reached a dungeon like doorway and from in front of him, he heard Draco say a quiet “serpentes vexare periculum subire est” and Percy barely picked up on it before the huge door opened and draco dragged them further in, reaching what looked like Draco’s room.
Draco went in, “Shut the door behind you” he said, already reaching for the trunk at the foot of his bed, while he was rummaging, Percy looked around, “To bother snakes is to take a risk, huh?” teasing.
“Shush your mouth you octopus, here” Draco tossed a box at Percy, which he deftly caught, “awh, you got me something, you must have really missed me” he said while opening the box
“I did. I thought of you when I had it made too” Draco said the same time he saw what was in the box, and his breath caught.
“You-“ He looked up from the box and to draco who was approaching him
“Happy late birthday, you daft fish” Draco said, patting his cheek and then the crown of his head, in response, he surged forward to close the distance and hugged Draco tightly
“You got me the pendant— is- is this the same one you were talking about?” he asked, still hugging Draco
“Everything I talked about is there, it heats up when one of the people in the pendant is in danger, I gave it a small charm to help you sleep better, and I even asked for it to be able to morph into some small daggers just as emergency help in case you need it—!” before Draco could even finish, Percy had already broken the hug and gave him a kiss on the cheek, thrice, saying “ I love it so much, thank you, thank you!” with rising excitement, causing Draco to get even redder than he already was
“Oh-kay!” He pushed Percy away before Percy could place another kiss on him and held Percy’s face in his palms, shielding his face with them “okay- I GET IT—” he wheezed, “stop that—and go back to your own house room Jackson—!” he yelled
“But I don’t know my way around this castle—” he pouted, Draco’s hands on the top and bottom of his face making his lips protrude even more from the gap, “and—it’s dark!” as if that was a valid response for a man like him.
“you’re a literal—YOU FOUGHT IN THE DARK??? What’s navigating through a castle that aids Demigods for you??” Draco asked, removing his hands from Percy’s face and putting on a questioning, but teasing look
“I could just sleep next to you! We had no problems doing that at camp” Percy exclaimed while taking the bracelet and clasping the part with the pendant to another string of celestial bronze “Put it on me? Please?” he asked, looking at Draco and holding his left arm out with the bracelet in his palm, putting on his best impression of a puppy (or a baby seal in his case)
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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Heyyyyyy, quick little intermission, I forgot to make fanart for the first chapter, so here, I tried, I REALLY TRIED TO MAKE DRAY BUT IDK WHO THIS IS ANYMORE </33
Also, yes Long haired Dray bcs I'm a WHORE for that
