Owl-Buddies

Title: Owl Buddies

Author: Lena

Rating: R

Warnings: SLASHYNESS!

Timeline: Voldie dead.. I dunno massive heart attack. Yes he has a heart go figure. Anyway. He’s dead and Harry and Co. are in their final year of Hogwarts.

Summary: What happens when Dumbledore sees one too many fights in the hallway? The Owl-Buddies system that’s what. It’s his last attempt at inner-school peace before the class with the highest number of hospital visits graduates and goes out into the Wizarding community (Merlin save them).

Notes: Thanks to my Beta Krazy! You rock!
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“Draco?” Theo called knocking on the blonde’s door.

“Fuck off Theo. Let me be miserable!” Draco yelled back. Theo and Blaise opened the door and were shocked by what they saw on the other side.

Draco had always prided himself on being neat and organized. Anal retentive would be an understatement when you wanted to described him, which is part of the reason his roommates threw a celebratory party when he got his own room. But that said room was, for a lack of a better description, a pig-pen.

“Ok who are you and what have you done with the real Draco?” Theo asked.

“I am the real Draco, I’m just not in the mood to care,” Draco responded from his bed.

“Draco Malfoy, doesn’t care about his appearance?” Blaise looked at Theo, now worried.

“Draco,” Theo said sitting next to the blonde on his bed. “What happened last night?” Draco looked at Theo and sighed.

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“We danced under the stars, walked through the gardens and had the most amazing sex ever,” Harry told Hermione dreamily. Hermione looked at her best friend. She had pulled Harry into his prefect’s room and demanded to know what happened to him. Harry had told him that it had something to do with the ball last night. And while she had the best conversation with her pen pal about the ups and downs of House elves rights, she hadn’t even gotten a glance at her friend’s pal.

“So why are you all sad, tripping over air, hexing Professor Grayson into oblivion when she
tapped you shoulder?” Hermione asked.

“Because of who Squeaky is.”

“What do you mean?”

“Squeaky is Draco Malfoy. And while we hit it off if he ever learns who I am I am a dead man,” Harry said.

“Ever think he won’t care?” Hermione asked. Harry looked at his best friend in shock.

“You don’t even care that it’s Draco?” Harry asked.

“Not really. The girls have fantasy’s about you two together, you mesh so well. This is good for you. Imagine if you bond. You both are powerful and could do great things together.”

“Hermione, slow down. He doesn’t even know who I am!” Harry said.

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“You buggered the man and you don’t even know who he is?” Theo asked Draco after the blonde told his story how Fluffy had actually let him have a intelligent conversation followed by mind blowing sex.

“He wouldn’t take off his mask.” Draco answered. He lifted the mask off his night stand and began running his fingers over it.

“You would think it would come off,” Theo commented. Draco shook his head.

“It only fits his face and only comes off when he wants it to,” Draco said running his fingers over the white mask.

“Ok I have a plan,” Blaise said. The two boys on the bed looked up. “Win him over. Odds are he expected you to do a shag and dump on him. So you send him flowers, secretly of course, get someone in Gryffindor to put dream of me potion on his pillow so he’ll dream of you. Most of all, keep writing him. Let him know you want more then a shag, you want a relationship, bond rings and all,” Blaise said.

“That… is actually a good plan,” Theo said.

“What if he ignores me?” Draco said.

“The we go to plan b,” Blaise stated simply.

“Which is?” Draco asked.

“Move on and shag the first available piece of ass, I‘ll be happy to volunteer,” Blaise said.

“Oy I knew it was too good to be true,” Theo said. Blaise grinned cheekily.

“I’ll try winning him first. Now go so I can write him in peace,” Draco said shooing them from the room.

“Fine. Be that way.” Theo and Blaise left the room as Draco sat at his desk trying to think of what to say to Fluffy.

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“So what are you going to do?” Hermione asked.

“I don’t know. I don’t want a meaningless shag, I want more,” Harry said.

“Well then, tell him that. If he doesn’t want that then he’s not worth your time,” Hermione said.

“You’re right.” Harry bent down to pick up the parchment only to see a letter already there. “Oh no.”

“What?” Hermione asked.

“He’s writing me a letter.” Harry stared at the paper and Hermione took that as her cue to exit.

/Fluffy,

I’m trying here. I’m not good at this mushy crap. Normally all I have to do to get someone to love me is “you, me, my bed, now” so here goes. I want… to try… to have… a… fuck it. Will you go out with me and only me? Let me know.

What’s your favorite flower?

Draco.

PS: I still have your mask./

Harry looked at the parchment and shook his head.

“Cocky son of a bitch… but he’s mine. I’ll give him some help.”

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Draco looked down at the parchment.

/Draco,

You’re gonna have to try harder then that Mr. Malfoy. I don’t enter into relationships lightly. Here’s a piece of advice:

Like the prince in Cinderella. He found the girl he wanted, only he thought she was a princess. All he had was one night and a shoe to go on. So he searched and searched until he found her, only she wasn’t a princess she was a maid.

Now I’m no maid, but I’m not what you think I am. I don’t get a happy ending, it’s not in the cards for me. So give up now… because I won’t be so easy to win over.

The edible candy flowers at Honeydukes.

Fluffy//

Draco looked up from the paper with a look of determination on his face.

Draco Malfoy always gets what he wants and come hell or high water he will prove to Fluffy that he’s right for him.

Draco sat back down and started writing letters to very specific people.

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