All Purity Lost

The next morning, Ron was the first to wake. He heard a loud snort, then a grunt, followed by wheezing. He turned over and saw Draco and the others. Ron had never slept with Draco to know he sounded so horrible. Ron was actually thinking of waking the poor boy to make sure he could still breathe and hope that he would make it, but he changed his mind. It wasn't every morning that you got to see your ex-nemesis/best friend's boyfriend/new best friend, sleeping.... and looking so.... well, looking so..... horrible.

Draco Malfoy, the glorious, oh-so-sexy, I-wanna-have-your-baby, Draco Malfoy looked, YECH! His normally gelled hair was sticking up so badly that it could rival Harry and his dad's hair put together. His mouth was open wide and he was...my god, he was drooling! 'I have got to get Colin up here.' Ron thought to himself.

Ron got up to go to the boys' showers' to get dressed for the morning. I was a Saturday, mind, and there were no classes, but he had some money to collect. On his way to dormitory door Ron noticed that Neville wasn't in bed. 'Hmm...I wonder...' Ron thought to himself.

When Ron was on his way to the showers', he noticed something moving quickly and jumping at every sound that it made. It was short, had cute pointy ears, a pale-ish (hehe) complection, a clean and crisp pink and white dress with little lace trims, white socks and white dress shoes.......'No...' Ron thought to himself. 'That can't be...a...a house-elf?' Ron made a big detour from g tog to the shower to going to the house-elf. "H-hello?" Ron said uncertain of what he should say to a house-elf that well dressed.

The house-elf heard footsteps getting closer to her and she began to tremble.

"P-please, don't h-hurt me," the house-elf pleaded.

"I wont hurt you, I was just wondering whay a house-elf was doing in our tower at this time is all. Sorry if I scared you." Ron said walking closer since the elf had stopped trembling after it heard he wouldn't hurt her.

"D-do yoooo-you know whe-where Master Draco is? Miss Narcissa say...sa-said he be...he wou-wou-would b-be in Gryfindor Tower." the house-elf said. Ron could tell that the house-elf had been taught how to speak properly. 'Should've known this elf was...blonde hair. God!' he thought.

"Yea...why are you looking for him?" Ron then thought about how it was a bit weird that Mrs. Malfoy knew where her son was in the castle. "Hey, how did she know where he was?" The elf looked up at him and smiled.

"She could sense it. Master Malfoy, please." said the elf.

"Y-yea...this way." Ron showed the elf upstairs to the boys' dorm where Draco and the others were just getting up. Draco was looking his usual best....now.

"Geez Draco," said Seamus, "Do you sleep with a fucking head cap on that prevents you from looking bad in the morning or something?"

"Yeah, because if you do, you really should loan it to Harry." said Dean, as Harry toppled out of bed with his glasses askew. Harry jumped up and looked at and blew his morning breath at Dean.

"Merlin Harry are you trying to murder me or something?" said Dean who was faking nausea, "Dude your breath as of now could be an Unforgivable." Everyone was laughing when Ron walked in with something pink at his knees. Ron lo at at Draco and his mouth fell open.

"What's wrong Weasley, didn't think I could look this sexy in the-- Blondie?" Draco said, "W-what are you doing here?" Everyone had just realized that the pink by Ron was a house-elf. A house-elf that had just attached itself to Draco.

"Ma Dra Draco," the house-elf said, "Miss Narcissa wants me to deliver a very important message to you..... c-could we talk in private, Master Draco?" She began to look at everyone in the room that seemed to have their ears and eyes trained on them. Draco looked around too and saw what she meant.

"Yeah sure. I'll be back you guys." Draco said as he left the room with the house-elf.

"Typical huh? For the Malfoy's to have a pale AND blonde house elf that's dressed just as good as them." said Dean.

"Yea," said Ron, "I wonder why she hasn't left, I mean she has clothes." Everyone agreed and Ron spoke again before anyone could say anything. "Oh my god, you guys won't believe how Draco looked this morning." Ron began to describe each snort, gurgle, cough, and wheezing sound and everything he could think of.

"Well maybe he went to the bathroom before we could get up or something," said Seamus giggling.

"No, no he didn't, I would've felt it because of the way we were lying, I was basically on top of him." said Harry.

"Yeah and I would have heard him when I was talking to the elf." added Ron.

"Weird, maybe it's some kinda of Malfoy trait, look ugly as hell away from prying eyes, and look drop-dead sexy in front of them." said Dean.

"I don't know, but I know one thing," said Ron smirking. "Harry's gonna have a eye full when he gets to wake up next to that face. I suggest you stay asleep until your sure he looking good." Everyone laughed as Draco slammed into the room looking a bit flustered.

"What's wrong Drake?" asked Harry. Draco looked like he could kill at any moment.

"Do you know what fuck Blondie, just told me?!" Draco yelled waking some of the Gryffindors in the tower.