Chapter 3: The Party

TW: Drinking, Drugs, Sexual Content, Language. The next few days were torturous, he could hear people whispering about him everywhere he went. He tried to ignore it, but even in his dreams he could hear them.  I heard he's gay. He woke up, gasping at times and realized it was just a dream, but that didn't make the reality any less worrisome. He couldn't escape them. Who told them? He couldn't help but think the worse, that maybe his closest friend betrayed him. After all it happened a few days after he confided in Peter.He wouldn't do that. He kept telling himself over and over, he trusted Peter, it had to be someone else. His thoughts trailed back to Vi again, the truth is that she had already told people that he was unable to go through with having sex with her. Maybe that was enough. After all, Peter had known him since he first enrolled there, they told each other basically everything. It had to be Viviana. He just couldn't stop obsessing over who might have betrayed him, and to make matters worse, the thoughts of Malfoy wouldn't leave him either. That day in the hallway was the last time they spoke, his words so close to he could feel his breath against his skin. He thought of that frequently. It made him angry, but also made him bite his lip in anticipation. The truth is that silver hair, and silver tongue were the only thing getting him through the days. He kept envisioning their next encounter, though he never really knew what to expect with Malfoy. He was sitting at his desk, quill in hand trying to think of something to write back home. He knew his parents would be wanting him to check in periodically and it had already been a few weeks since they heard from him. But his mind was empty. The thoughts of Malfoy were the only thing he could think of. It infuriated him. Before he could get a single word written down on the piece of parchment, his two friends burst in the room, surrounding him with laughter. "Get the fuck up, there's finally another party being hosted tonight. And don't even think about skipping out, you're going." Peter said. "Were celebrating, Demian, Elwin was finally found." Mordred boasted, holding up a cage where the tiny yellow spotted lizard was finally safe and sound."Where did you find her?" "You're gonna laugh, but I got a letter from back home today and my mum said that I took an empty cage, she found Elwin a few days after I arrived in the kitchen, sent her here straight away." "You're such a fucking dimwit, how do you take an empty cage?" "Hey fuck you! She blends in with everything, it's a defense mechanism I just thought she was scared!" The three had a laugh. "Alright, I guess I don't have a choice, I haven't seen you in good spirits since we first arrived so, let's do it." Demian said. He got ready, putting on a striped sweater in his traditional house colors and some simple jeans, he chose to wear his black leather shoes tonight and some of his fathers cologne, although it was a muggle scent he had grown to love it over the years and it made him feel safe. He looked at himself in the mirror once again, the green eyes staring back almost matched that of his necklace, he smiled and cradled it in his hand for a second. His cheekbones were looking a bit gaunt, he hadn't been eating as much lately, the stress of everything alone was killing his appetite. His friends were impatient, wanting to leave already so he decided to walk there alone. On his way, the hallways seemed rather desolate, they were always dark this time of night but it seemed quieter than normal. He heard whispering but couldn't quite make out what they were saying. He pulled out his wand, LumosThe end of it lit up brightly and he saw two figures in the distance, they were obviously startled from the light, it was Viviana, and....Mordred?They moved apart a bit and Mordred awkwardly waved at Demian, "hey man sorry I thought you would have already been up at the party, Vi was just asking me if I found Elwin yet. Shes stoked I finally did." Skeptical, he raised his eyebrow and scoffed a bit, but decided it was best to just head up to the party. "Alright then, see you guys up there." Nox. The light went out and he made his way to the hidden entrance of the party. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*Upon entering, there was a lot of commotion happening. People were laughing, shouting, a fountain sat in the center of the room pouring....brown liquid? He got closer and he could smell a faint hint of daises, "Heh....daisy root drought, not cheap." He got an empty cup and held it under the pouring fountain, filling his beverage up to the brim and started sipping it. He finally caught a glimpse of Peter and made his way over to him. He was sitting with a group of Hufflepuffs, of course, because Penny Hayworth was there. Demian walked up and held his cup up, Peter slammed his against it and smiled, "Hey man, I was wondering when you would make it." "Well I fucking made it." He took another sip of his drink and scanned the party. When he saw Malfoy in the corner with an arm around Pansy his heart sank. He rolled his eyes. Why did he care anyways, it's not like Draco even gave a fuck. He downed his drink quickly and headed back to the fountain. This time, someone approached him as he was filling up his cup. "Higgs, what the fuck do you want." Demian said. Higgs held his cup up and filled it, a smile breaking across his face. "Just wanted some friendly conversation, that's all." "You're never friendly, so tell me the truth." "You're tense man, you should learn to relax." He laughed under his breath and took a sip of his drink. "Come smoke with us, were going out to the balcony." Demian smiled back at him, Terrence Higgs was just a little taller than him, he had sandy blond hair and dark eyes, chiseled features. He kept himself in shape from all those years training for quidditch, and he noticed. "Alright then, lead the way." The boys walked out to the balcony together, there were several more Slytherins outside, smoking cigarettes and joints, the air itself was cool and breezy and the clouds of smoke hovering over them was illuminated from the moonlight. Astoria Greengrass was outside with a few other well-known Slytherins, they were laughing and passing around a sweet-smelling joint. Higgs plucked it from her fingers and handed it to Demian, he gratefully accepted. He took a few drags from it and Higgs offered him a cigarette, he set his drink down on the side table and smiled at him, putting it between his lips while the other boy lit it for him with his wand. "So how's this night been for you?" he asked. "I mean, I've only just gotten here and I didn't expect to be invited to do anything by anyone so, I guess you could say it's going better than expected Higgs." Terrence smiled, "good." The two boys chatted casually and continued getting high, soon the joint was nearly finished and Demian could feel his nerves melting away. He hardly thought of Malfoy since exiting to the balcony. He continued sipping his drink, soon it was empty, and Terrence offered to go and fill it for him, he gratefully accepted. "Thanks, I appreciate it." "It's not problem, I'll be right back." He disappeared inside and Astoria Greengrass sized him up, "So, why are you out here with the Slytherins, you know we don't typically associate with your kind.""My kind? You guys should really lighten the fuck up about that pureblood shit, I hang out with whoever I want, you should try it sometime." "No thanks, I quite enjoy surrounding myself with proper company." She hissed. "You might be proper company, but you certainly aren't polite company." He said, before taking another drag of a cigarette and tossing it off the balcony. "In other words, go fuck yourself Astoria." And he walked back inside, almost bumping into Higgs. "Hey sorry I got caught up at the fountain, you're done being outside or what?" "Yeah I'm done with that, Astoria was being a proper cunt." He laughed, "Yeah, she's good at that. I mean that's fine, we can go hang out inside if you want." Demian smiled at him, "You're sure you want to be seen in the light with a man of improper blood Higgs?" "I don't give a fuck about that, if I'm being honest even though I'm pureblood half of them still don't talk to me. Ever since I lost my quidditch spot to Malfoy I've been basically cast out." "That's sad. It's just a game after all, it's not like quidditch is the only thing about you." "I mean...it kind of was." They both laugh. Demian sipped his drink again and he thought it tasted a little off, but he continued to down it anyways. Shortly after his vision went a bit cloudy, "Fuck man, I'm going to the bathroom I'll be right back.""Alright, sure." He said. Demian's head was spinning he wasn't sure if it was the drinks, the smoke, or the insufferable noise of the party, but he felt himself stumbling as he made his way to the bathroom. He went to the nearest stall and did his best to shut the door behind him, he kneeled, thinking he might throw up but before he was given a chance, he felt someone's presence behind him, he got to his feet as quick as he could and turned around, where he saw Higgs standing. "Jesus man you fucking scared me." "So is it true?" "Is what true?" He said, the room still spinning a bit. "Are you gay?" Demian felt his stomach twist, and this time it wasn't from the alcohol. "I..." he stammered. He wanted to deny it, he wanted to say fuck no and push him away, but the words came out clear as day, he couldn't stop himself. "Yes." He felt sick, he didn't know why he said it, he would have never admitted that to someone he wasn't close to. "I knew it." Higgs said. "But I had to confirm it, by any means possible." What the fuck does that mean? Demian felt strange, he knew that something was wrong with him, he couldn't lie. What's wrong with me? Before he could take another step away Higgs stepped closer to him, he felt his body heat as he pressed closer to him and whispered, "Do you think I'm attractive?" "I...." Demian stammered again. He didn't wait for confirmation; he scanned behind him and pressed his lips against Demians. He tried to protest but quickly gave in and started kissing him back, he was pushed into the stall and the door was shut behind them, Higgs slipped a hand on the back of his neck and kissed him deeper, the taste of alcohol and smoke filled his mouth as his stomach was twisted with confusion. He continued kissing him, pressing him against the side of the stall and Higgs twisted his fingers up into his dark locks. A soft moan escaped Demians mouth and Higgs whispered, "That's right, moan for me." Demian became flushed with embarrassment, a free hand wrapped around his waist and pulled him in closer, the feeling of his broad chest against him made him shudder. This isn't right. His stomach felt sick again as a flash of Malfoy etched into his brain, while Terrence kissed his way down the side of his neck he felt the boys firm erection pressing against his pelvis and tried to control himself. "I can't do this." He muttered under his breath. "What do you mean you can't? We're already doing it." Higgs slipped a hand between the two of them and rubbed Demians cock through his trousers, a low growl escaping his lips. "No..." Demian winced, he pushed against his chest to separate the two. "Dont' fucking do this to me." He said. "Don't fight this." Higgs said. But before he could finish his sentence, Demian broke free and stumbled out of the stall, breathless. He looked up and saw Malfoy standing in the bathroom, silent. Terrence stepped out and saw who was standing there, instantly becoming nervous he pushed Demian and said,"Fucking faggot tried to kiss me." Demian didn't even hesitate, he balled up his fist and punched Higgs in the mouth, he fell to the ground and winced in pain. "You're going to regret that, mudblood." He spit some blood on the floor of the bathroom and stumbled to his feet, flashing his hatred filled eyes at Demian. Demian watched Malfoy, his expression blank with confusion, before he could say anything he broke the silence, "What the fuck was that about?" Demian shook his head, "Fuck if I know, he's drunk." "And you aren't?" "Maybe a little, but I feel like I got spiked tonight." "Let's find out." He said."What's your name?" "Are you fucking kidding me? Valentino, Demian Valentino." "How old are you?" "Almost 16, how is this proving anything?" "Just stop, answer the questions." "Alright...""Are you really a fucking fag?" Demian stopped again, a deep pit forming in his gut. "I..." "Answer the question." He fought as hard as he could, but no matter how much he protested telling something so intimate to Malfoy, he caved, "Yes." "Veritaserum, it's obvious, seems like someone really wanted to know what's in that enigmatic brain of yours half-blood." "What the fuck ever, Malfoy." Demian went to exit the bathroom and Malfoy grabbed his wrist again, a familiar feeling he had been thinking about for ages. "Watch your back, Valentino, you never know who's looking." he whispered, keeping a firm grip on him. "It seems like the only one looking, is you Malfoy." A smile formed on his mouth, "And so have you." He let go, and Demian finally escaped the bathroom, feeling sick he made his way back to the dormitories and fell asleep, immediately. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*The next week went by quickly, Terrence avoided Demian carefully in the hallways and classes, surely to ensure his own reputation wasn't questioned over the incident at the party. Though he wasn't quite sure who else could have possibly seen the two of them, besides Malfoy. That memory, his face witnessing him exit the stall with another boy, his gut twisted every time he thought of it. Demian made his way to potions class, he sat down in his usual seat expecting to see Peter sit down next to him, but he turned around and saw he had casually occupied the seat next to Penny. Are you fucking kidding me. He flashed angry eyes at him, and Peter just shrugged, mouthing the words "I'm sorry." Demian sighed, it looked like he would be by himself for a while. Snape intimidated most of the students, but Demian had always liked him, he was firm, but fair, and would never shy away from a question that could benefit the student. They were learning the Doxycide potion, a venomous mixture used to repel a certain species, Demian carefully began gathering his ingredients and adding them to the cauldron, per instruction. A few minutes into class, Malfoy casually enters. "You're late." Snape said in a low, agitated tone. "Ten points from Slytherin." Malfoy scoffed and occupied the only available seat, next to Demian. The two didn't say a word to each other while preparing the mixture, Malfoy allowed Demian to do most of the work. While he was putting the last bit of the ingredients in, carefully, he felt a leg press against his. His face immediately flushed, and he dropped the wrong amount into the cauldron, a bright flash of green smoke erupted from the cauldron and Malfoy said, "Careful half-blood, I thought you were supposed to be good at this?" Some students laughed at his expense, and he became irritated. He finished up quickly and got up as soon as they were excused, he waited by the door for when Malfoy exited and pulled him to the side. "Stop fucking with me." "Whatever do you mean?" He said innocently. "You know exactly what the fuck I mean." Some students looked over at them curiously and Malfoy just laughed. He pushed past Demian and started making for the Slytherin common room, unphased. Demian inhaled sharply and went in the opposite direction, to his room. He sat at his desk, finally finishing up his letter home and walked to the common room, handing it to one of the communal owls to be sent off.He made his way back to his room and Silas joined him, jumping up into his lap for comfort. He stared out the window, the dark night was already setting in even though it was still fairly early. He heard a knock at his door and opened it, however there was no one there. A small package was at his feet, and he picked it up. No sender? Just his name on the small brown parcel. He opened it carefully, inside was a small black metal Raven, this time with grey eyes, and a note that just said "Come to black lake, I'm not fucking with you." He knew this could have only come from one person, Draco Malfoy.