third person pov

' real sweet
but I wish you were sober '

The hospital wing was located on the first floor, within the room were many rows of beds with white sheets, privacy screens, and bedpans.

Today there was no occupancy in the room except for one.

Rose Black busted through the heavy double doors, rushing to the back where only one bed had curtains around it-a perfect signal of where Draco Malfoy was.

As she began to open the curtains, Rose settled on settled yelling at Draco in the process. "Salazar Malfoy! I'm going to murder you! Giving me a heart attack on the first-"

Rose is stopped mid-sentence as she looked at the scene before her. Draco was propped up in the bed with his shirt off, a worried Madam Pomprey shaking her head as she dabbed the wide gash on his arm and stomach.

But what truly made her stop was the people around him, Rose feeling caught almost.

Dumbledore stood at the end bed, on the right side with his hands in front of him, giving her a smug smirk with mischief written all over his face. Snape stood next to the headmaster with arms crossed and the same bored expression he always carried except he was now carefully studying Rose over. Then there was the matter Mcgonagall standing behind Madam Pomprey, fighting a smile off her face. Lastly Hagrid, right by the head of Gryffindor with the focus of not crying.

Rose dropped both their bags onto the floor with a thud, "I just ran more than I have in years and you are perfectly fine! Unbelievable!"

All the professors are still wearing the same expression as Rose looks around at them, "Why are you all looking at me like that?"

Mcgongall put her hand over her mouth to cover up the laugh that slips out, Dumbledore choosing to speak first.

"I think we are all just shocked to see you running to aid your enemy"

Rose scoffs at the way he said enemy, taking the wand out of her hair and throwing it down onto the bed before pushing past Snape and Dumbledore as Pomprey put a purple potion on Draco's stomach.

The substance makes him scream in pain, Rose instantly latching onto his hand. Draco shot her a grateful look and squeezed her cold palm tightly.

"This is gonna hurt again dear" Madam Pomprey said, a grimace on her face at his pain.

Rose brushed the white hair on his forehead back, whispering softly. "Just look at me Draco"

Draco nodded, looking in her eyes as the mediwitch began to pour the healing potion into the arm gash this time. His body jerked forward, Rose gently pushing it back down with her free hand.

When the pain subsided Draco let out a rush of air, Rose following suit as her eyes darted around his own for any signal he was not being properly taken care of-ready to scold the mediwitch.

Dumbledore's voice breaks them out of their trance, "It was very brave of you to stand in front of Mister Malfoy without hesitation"

Draco and Rose both turn their heads toward him, the latter speaking in defense immediately. "I-I don't-"

"I never thought I'd see the day you ran out of words" Snape said, watching in amusement.

Mcgongall is unable to kept herself from laughing behind her palm now, Dumbledore simply flashing them a bright smile as he nods down at Rose and Draco's intertwined fingers.

Draco sneers at them, "What is up with you people?"

Dumbledore kept smiling, "Well it seems you are still holding hands, Mister Malfoy"

Rose and Draco jump back, giving each other a grimace of disgust before the Black heir clears her throat while taking off the Slytherin cloak.

"Um-I better go"

As soon her robe slides off everyone gasped, even Snape of all people had a reaction.

I didn't know he was capable of such sounds, Rose thinks.

Pomprey began to yell, "Dear Merlin child you are going to bleed to death!"

Confusion takes over Rose's features as she looks at Pomprey before averting her gaze to a worrisome Draco. Sure enough, Rose glanced down to find her entire white blouse covered in blood.

"Godric! Why didn't you tell us?!" Mcgonagall yells, her giggly mood switching to one of horror.

Rose shrugged and smiled sheepishly, "Uh-I didn't know?"

Madam Pomprey grabs Rose, shoving her down into the bed next to Draco's. "Merlin Poppy! I'm fine, I don't need a bed!"

"Do not call me Poppy and you are staying here over night Miss Black!"

The idea is awful to Rose, "Dumbles help me!"

Oh no, Dumbledore could do no such thing. This was too good for the professors. The infamous Rose and Draco drama seemed to be one of their favorite pastime to witness or place bets on.

"Let's go everyone, it seems Mister Malfoy and Miss Black will be fine with just each others company" Dumbledore taunted her in his words, turning after with a wink to leave the hospital wing.

One by one the professors file after him with the exception of Mcgongall, Rose shouting loud enough for Dumbledore to hear. "You have betrayed me twice Dumbles! Twice I say!"

Dumbledore let's out a heart laugh for everyone to hear, the sound of Hagrid, and Snape's footsteps leaving the wing before the doors slam shut.

Mcgonagall quickly leaned down to frantic Pomprey, placing a chaste kiss on her girlfriend's head before turning away to follow suit after her fellow co-workers.

The kiss did nothing to help Pomprey as she barely unbuttoned Rose's shirt, leading Rose to huff with agitation and relax into the bed as Pomprey began tending to her wounds, "You know Poppy you could just fix me up then send me out, you have your hands full with Malfoy...then go have a nice dinner date with Minnie"

"Absolutely not! How could you not feel yourself bleeding?!" Pomprey paused, "And Minerva will be perfectly fine without me Miss Black!"

Rose shrugs while looking over at Draco who shared a rare sympathetic look, communicating a thousand words with his eyes. He knew why she couldn't feel it, Walburga had trained her body to be immune.

"Don't give me those eyes Draco" Rose said, narrowing her gaze at him.

He scoffs in response, turning away and looking up at the ceiling.

Shortly after the hospital doors burst open, Hermione running in with Blaise, Theo, and a pissed off Whitman.

Blaise and Theo stop in between Rose and Draco, Whitman standing at the foot of the bed as Hermione take the empty side with a worried face.

Everyone begins to throw them all a million questions at once, becoming way too overwhelming for Rose to handle.

"What?"

"Why?!"

"I mean why would you?!"

Theo uses his rare scary voice in a reprimanding way from behind Pomprey, "Give her a minute, all of you idiots!"

Hermione huffs before sitting down beside Rose and taking her hand, "Is she going to be okay Madam?"

Pomprey sighed heavily, continuing to dab Rose's shoulder. "She's lucky she will be! Didn't even know she was bleeding until she took off her robe!"

Hermione matched the medwitch's sigh as she pushed some of the black hair out of Rose's face, "I was calling your name like a maniac and you didn't turn back or even look at me!"

Rose smirked with hooded eyes as Whitman and Theo look over to check on Draco, "Is my pain tolerance that high?"

Hermione glared in response, "Or was your care for Draco overruling your own pain?"

"Preposterous Mione, I don't care for that pathetic imbecile" Rose said, waving Hermione off as Blaise laughs in amusement-pinching her foot above the covers.

"Oi! I can hear you!" Draco shouts as Theo keeps attempting to get around Pomprey, trying to get closer to Rose.

Finally the mediwitch snaps at him, "Mister Nott! If you do not stop it this instant you will leave!"

Theo is relentless, refusing to back away. "Leave me to dab the wound Poppy, I'll be careful"

Pomprey turned around sharply, giving him choice words for refusing to give up and for the name he called her. But Rose is quick to interupt, desperately craving Theo and Whitman to both sit peacefully with her. "Let him Poppy, he will be gentle"

The mediwitch narrowed her eyes at Theo before shoving the medical potion and rag at his chest roughly, navigating around him to go put Draco's bandages on.

Theo leans over Rose with a soft smile replacing his usual blank face as he began to dab the wound, "Hey baby" he whispers.

"Hey love" Rose whispered back, a warm buzzing feeling filling her. Theo sat down on her other side, Whitman's angry voice making Rose snap her head towards the end of the bed.

"Why are you not angrier Hermione?!"

Hermione's gaze left Rose and settled on him with widened eyes at the sudden outburst, speaking baffled. "What do you mean Whitman?!"

The lycanthrope let's his anger take hold, spewing words out. "She could've gotten herself killed for the one person she claims to hate and your all just going to sit there in silence?!"

"I fussed at her!" Hermione's attested, triggered by the assumption she didn't do her job.

"Oh please, you barely even told her it was stupid"

The voice of Rose cuts in, "Leave Hermione alone Whit"

Whitman scoffs, refusing to meet Rose's eyes with the knowledge she would force him to calm down. "No I won't because she's the only other one that's responsible standing around this bed!"

His words cause Hermione to stand up in a rush, letting go of Rose's hand. "Quite frankly I don't like the way you are yelling at her right now! Talk about not doing the right thing! Look at you!"

Blaise began to protest, "Oi! I am responsible!"

Hermione and Whitman whipped their heads towards Blaise, speaking in unison "Shut up!"

Rose focused back on Theo with amusement, him only grinning at seeing a smile on her face as he continued to take care of the wound with zero interest in the argument rising behind them.

Blaise scoffed, "I'd watch yourself Granger-I am not your friend so you do not get to yell at me"

Whitman takes a deep breath, finally looking dead at Rose. "Next time you want to try to get yourself killed think about how it'll effect the people around you" he paused, turning towards Draco. "And you! Don't even get me started on you Draco Lucius Malfoy"

Without a second glance he turned to leave the hospital wing, Rose's heart feeling as if it's dropped as the door slams.

Rose began to protest as Hermione sat next to her again, "It was not that dangerous! He acts like he is responsible for me and everything I do!"

Hermione shook her head, "It was extremely dangerous! I do agree though...that was a bit extreme of him"

Theo places his thumb under Rose's chin, forcing her to look up at him. "He has felt responsible for you for years and you know him, just real angry right now"

Rose grumbled to herself without a response, knowing it's the truth. Whitman had been acting as everything to her for as long as anyone could remember, only being amped up when he moved into Grimmauld and witnessed things no one should have to. She might be the one taking care of him through his transformations and the effects of the full moon, but he's the only one that's always been there to pick up the pieces Walburga made of me.

Whitman Rosier was the universe in Rose Black's eyes.

Theo could always tell what she's thinking, it made him press a soft kiss to Rose's forehead before standing up and walking away to return the medical supplies to Pomprey.

Given the chance, Hermione takes hold of her best friend's hand again, stroking her hair down. "I think Whitman feels like your the only family each other has left"

"That's not true, I have you. I'd do anything in this world to protect you, that's what family is isn't it?"

Hermione's gave her a sad smile, "That's exactly what it is Rose"

"Mhm" Rose pulled her in for a hug, making Hermione sprawl across her body awkwardly. "No more being sapps-I can't take it"

Hermione chuckled softly before prying herself away, "You can't handle being a sapp for more than two minutes!"

Blaise, who was finished taunting Draco, buts in. "Because she's not a pussy"

Theo smirks as he returns, "Ro is only a sapp for me"

"Damn straight-my one and only" Rose agreed, holding her arms out for Theo to jump onto the bed-completely content when he does.

Hermione gasped before standing, "You could've hurt her! Be careful Theo!"

Theo simply smiles while looking at Rose, unable to hear Hermione from his trance as he threw his arms around his love and brought her close to his chest as he laid beside her.

"Lovesick fools" Blaise grins, Hermione chuckling in agreement before adding on, "I will make sure to come get you in the morning, love you Rose"

Rose just hums back, Hermione well aware she was getting no response as Rose began to giggle while looking at Theo-resulting in the girl smiling while heading to leave the hospital wing.

"Well" Blaise begins before slapping a hand down on Draco's stomach, making the blonde groan deeply in pain. "I'll be off to go tell Flint practice will have to be rescheduled"

"Ooof" Theo taunted while pulling the uncomfortable blanket over them both, "Flint isn't going to be too happy his seeker and beater are missing baby"

Rose giggled with her cheeks beginning to flush, "Make it two beaters-you aren't leaving my side Teddy"

Blaise made a disgusted sound before leaning down, pecking Rose's head who gladily met him halfway before doing the same to Theo who shoved the boy away without tearing his eyes from Rose.

"Oh don't fight my love Theo" Blaise said, moving to Draco who already had his hands up to keep Blaise away while knowing what was to come.

Despite his attempts, Blaise managed to shove his hands down and peck his head before jumping back with a grin. "See you fools bright and early"

Draco groaned while wiping his forehead off, Rose shamelessly pressing the tip of her nose to Theo's with a smile before pulling back. "Was that not epic or what?"

The doors of the hospital wing shut with Blaise slipping out as Theo's lips press to her nose and kissed there, "I'd say pretty epic until you decided to risk your life for Draco's dumb arse"

"I can still hear you both!"

Rose rolled her eyes with red cheeks from Theo's attention, "Teddy, I need you to sneak me up a bottle of fire whiskey if I'm gonna have to deal with blondie here"

He gives her one last squeeze before forcing himself up and away from her, "Right on it love"

Draco contemplated pitching himself off a high surface as Rose sits up, saluting Theo who mimic's her actions back before exiting.

The rest of the time is spent in crushing silence until dinner appears on their bedside tables, Rose only grabbing the soup and eating half with the weight of no words being spoken getting heavier by each passing second.

Theo returned right after the dishes disappeared, a chunky Slytherin sweater in his hand. He now only had on his dress pants and white button down, the green tie undone and hanging around his neck.

No matter how many times Rose saw this exact sight, she felt as if she might faint.

And not from the blood loss.

She sat up quickly and grinned widely when he reached her bed, grabbing the sweater he tossed. "You, Theodore Nott, are my favorite human to walk the face of this earth"

Theo bended down, bowing as he revealed the bottle of whiskey. "I have your order as well ma'am"

"I could kiss you, you beautiful specimen!" Rose blurts out, quickly flushing red and tossing the sweater over her head to take away from her words. Theo felt his gut drop and his eyes soften, Draco clearing his throat to gain both attentions.

"Up to share Black?"

"Only if you promise to never speak of it to a soul"

Theo raised a brow, "Hello? I am a witness to this"

Rose laughed and patted her legs, wanting him close by. But Theo reached down into his bag, pulling out another sweater, a plain black one and pajama pants to match-before tossing them at Draco. "Here Draco, figured you'd need some tonight"

"Thank Salazar" Draco grumbled, searching around for his wand. Once he found it, he raised the wand up, shutting his curtains.

Rose looked at Theo expectantly, making him reach down into the bag once more, pulling out a random pair of shorts. "Didn't think I'd forget about you, did you love?"

She clapped her hands together while Theo shut the curtains. Rose attempted to stand with no avail, failing miserably in a way that made her feel pathetic. She attempted again while grasping onto the bed frame, Theo turning as he finished the curtain closing-reaching out to grab her hips for stability.

"Must be from the blood loss....can you help me?"

Theo gulps with a nod, and Rose can't help but gulp too.

They changed in front of each other all the time, but that didn't make either of them less aware of the shift that had happened recently-getting older meant hormones raging. And what do you want to do when your in love with some? Rip their clothes off, even if you shouldn't.

This was a predicament both found themselves in more than either wanted to admit.

Rose began to pull the sweater up as he moved her hips against the bed, letting her grasp onto the frame again for support.

Theo begged his heart to slow down as he reached for the zipper on the side of her high-waisted skirt and began to unzip it slowly. Their eyes locked as he kept his slow pace while sliding the material down her legs, using all of his willpower to not look at the black lace covering her.

He kneeled down onto his knees, helping Rose step out of the skirt-picking up one leg at a time. Then pushed it to the side on the ground, his eyes finding hers again to see Rose looking at him intently already.

Without letting his gaze slip away this time, Theo placed both his hands on either side of her thighs and dragged them up.

He kept his left hand Rose's hip as he moved his right hand, using a pointer finger to trace circles ever so slightly.

Theo slowly brought his finger closer and closer to her inner though, Rose beginning to breath heavily as she took her hand holding the sweater up and weaved those fingers into his hair.

Maybe it's the intense eye contact or the way he looks kneeling down or the fact the love of her life appears as desperate for her as she is for him-but god, Rose feels like her heart is going to bust out of her chest.

Theo is unable to let his eyes leave hers but he doesn't want to do that anyways. Instead, he keeps tracing ever so lightly until he reaches the waist band of her underwear.

He took his finger, putting it in the top line of the lace. And he began to move that finger slowly from the left side, all the way across to the right side, the slowness becoming even more so at the middle part above her cunt.

Rose's breath hitched loudly while Theo kept his left hand in place on her hip as he moved his right hand down and slipped it in between her knees.

He pushed her thighs apart slightly, starting to painfully slow move his hand up and down.

"You're perfect" Theo whispered hoarsely.

Rose can't respond, bitting her lip with the fear of any sound that might come out.

He brought his hand up a mere inch from her cunt before slowly withdrawing it.

She grasped onto his hair tightly and Theo has still managed to keep eye contact as he forced himself back to reality.

With a thick swallow he grabbed her left foot, making her step into a side of the shorts before grabbing her right foot and doing the same.

Once again, he slowly began to slid them up-making sure to let his fingers graze her icy skin as he did. Theo stood in perfect sync with the shorts, Rose letting her hand fall from his hair and onto the side of his head.

Then she brought the hand grasping onto the bed to his cheek as Theo returned to his height towering over her.

They breathed heavily, Rose beginning to move her hand through his hair while holding each others gaze.

Theo leaned his forehead down onto her own, bringing his hand up to her neck-tracing her jaw as his warm right hand slipped under the sweater.

Neither could find the willpower to look away or speak, both closing their eyes for a moment, overwhelmed in every sense.

And he brought his left hand up from her jaw, placing it on her bottom lip-swiping it across ever so slowly.

Theo couldn't take it, and she couldn't either.

With one single thought they both shared of saying fuck everything, they leaned in.

But of course, Draco cleared his throat.

So they jump back, equally way too lost in the moment that the slightest of sounds would've made them jump out of their skin.

Draco threw open the curtains, "Could you both have taken any longer?"

Rose glanced at Theo, becoming quickly aware that he would be unable to speak. With an eye roll at Draco she began, "Yes we actually could have, would you like me to make you wait a hour?"

She dropped herself back onto the bed, "Come on Teddy" Rose patted the spot inbetween her legs again, hoping he didn't shut down and run away.

Theo nodded, hoping in the same way she won't forget what just happened. He situated himself between her thighs before she pulled the covers back over them-both letting out breaths of relief as his head rested against her chest.

Draco gave them a disgusted face before walking back to his bed, "You both are so sickening to be around"

Rose put on her best act of normality while shrugging and smirking down at Theo, him doing the same of covering up the storm inside.

"Move your bed against mine and then pull the curtains" Rose said after, returning her gaze upon Draco.

"You do it, I just sat my wand inside my bag"

"No you arse, you do it"

"I refuse! I am injured!"

She gasped, "I am injured you prat! Because of you!"

Theo sighed, sticking his hand out and making his wand fly up into it before laying back down against her and flicking the wooden object towards Draco's bed.

Draco yelped as he's suddenly slammed into the side of them, the curtains enclosing their two beds quickly as Rose jumped from the sudden movement.

"Merlin!" Draco and Rose say in unsion.

"You two would never shut up if I didn't"

Rose scoffs before tugging his head back to look at her, "You stay? You did abandon me for dinner"

"Actually love, Snape wouldn't let me leave the great hall under Poppy's orders" Theo drags out, reaching up to brush her cheek at their odd angle. "I don't plan on going anywhere"

Draco reached onto the bed, picking the firewhiskey up and chugging the substance as if it's his last day to live.

Rose groans as she leaned over, snatching it from him and spilling some in the process.

"Oops?" She said with a innocent smile.

Draco shot her a glare and gestured for Theo to move his legs. Theo listened, tucking one lanky leg up as Draco began to sit on the end of the mattress.

Rose went bug eyed, "Excuse me?! What are you doing?!"

"What's it look like Black? If we are going to get drunk let's do it quickly-maybe I'll sleep if we drink enough"

"Maybe we all will" Theo adds on.

Rose shook her head at them all having nigh-terrors. All they needed was Whitman to have four people screaming in their sleep.

Cheerful, huh?

She shook her head to clear it while pushing her fingers through Theo's thick hair, turning the bottle up and chugging as much as one possibly can.

After, she handed it down to Theo, lovingly soothing his hair while letting herself stare at Draco. "I can't believe you walked up to a creature whose whole personality is prideful and insulted them"

If only you knew why, Draco thought before speaking. "Let's finish this bottle before we force ourselves into a civilized conversation"

Rose raised her brows as Theo handed him the bottle, them all beginning a back and forth passing game until the whole each drop of alcohol was drank.

*

An hour had passed, complete choas insuing from the three ridiculous drunk teens.

Theo though, had passed out on his side, holding onto a sitting up Rose's waist with a death grip.

Meanwhile laughter was bubbling out of her as Draco sat with their knees pressed together.

The blonde quickly threw a hand over her mouth, "Who knew getting you drunk would make you a happy person?"

Her eyesbrows raised again as she licked his palm, making him grunt and pull it away with fake shock.

Rose threw her head back with more laughter, Draco being forced to throw his hand back over her mouth.

"Merlin Rosie, you're going to get us in so much trouble"

Rose latched onto his arms, feeling her laughter die as he reluctantly removed his palm-being greeted with a toothy smile.

"You only call me Rosie when we're alone or on accident in front of people"

The slurred words make Draco pause, the alcohol not helping him calm as she leaned close. "You do the same to me, Rosie"

Her eyes playfully narrowed before yanking him from the end of the bed, pulling Draco down beside her as she flipped onto her side.

Rose began to giggle quietly as she studied his face, "Your fun when I'm drunk"

His eyebrows shoot up in surprise, "Am I now?"

"Mhm" Rose murmured, pushing his hair off his forehead. "I quite think so, we should just stay permanently intoxicated"

He laughs, a real laugh. One she hadn't heard out of him in so long that Rose can't recall the last time he did it.

Draco leaned closer before whispering cheekily, "Don't tell anyone or they'll think we've lost our heads but I enjoy you drunk as well"

Dramatic as ever, Rose slapped a hand over her heart and rolls onto her back. "I think my heart my bust from happiness"

He laughs again, that real laugh.

She rolled back over to face him again as Theo scoots in closer to her-making a overwhelming warmth spread over Rose to be in between the two boys she loves.

Home.

Draco watched as she sloppily pulled the covers back over him, tucking him in almost.

"You're welcome arse hole"

"For what?" He asks.

Rose rolled her eyes, "For risking my life for you today"

His smile slipped immediately, "You shouldn't have done that Rosie"

She took her voice down to a whisper, "I shouldn't have? You shouldn't have!"

He doesn't respond, simply just looking at her.

"Why did you do it Draco?"

"For you"

Her brows pinch together in confusion, "What does that mean? That doesn't make sense"

He sighed, "It would never make sense to you Rosie" After, Draco reached out and lightly touched her cheek-Rose's breath catching in her throat.

His fingers began to trace over her skin as he speaks again, "Why did you step in front of me?"

Rose whispered back softly, "I'll always protect you Draco"

She started to laugh slightly after, making him ask a question.

"What's funny Rosie?"

"That sounds ridiculous, doesn't it?"

Draco gave her a slight side smile, and if she was sober then maybe Rose would've seen the sadness within it.

He murmured back, "No, not even in the slightest bit"

She smiled and he wanted to tell her how beautiful it was but his throat began to close as she grabbed the hand he held on top of her face.

Rose traced over the Malfoy signet ring before her smile began to drop, whispering with the fear that if she spoke loudly then their bubble would disappear. "I wish you couldn't see through me so easily"

His smile slipped too, shifting to bring his hand overtop the hers over his-holding their two hands together as he pulls them between their bodies.

"I hate that you can see me drowning when no one else can"

He speaks so soft, without an edge in place.

Rose craved to open her mouth, spill everything she had been holding into him-to someone who can also understand.

She's drowning too, everyday.

And Rose can see it in his eyes, he's struggling with the same thing. He wanted to tell her everything he's never been able to tell a single soul, desperately.

But they wont.

Not even with the alcohol swimming through their veins.

They are too similar in the fact that letting another person hear what is kept inside is scarier than death.

Rose thought maybe it was why this complicated situation has went on for so long.

Being are the same person in different fonts and all.

They both hold a darkness that scares them.

And most importantly, they are utterly and truly, alone in our pain except with the two friends they share.

Rose broke their eye content to look down at their still intertwined hands, sighing deeply. "Stay with me til I fall asleep?"

Draco just nodded solemnly, Rose leaning closer to him as her eyes closed and she reached her free hand down to hold onto the ones Theo kept around her stomach.

Heaven, she had found the thing muggles preached about between Theo and Draco.

It was the first night neither slept without the night terrors.

It was the first night in years that neither woke up throughout.

If Rose would've stayed awake only a little longer, she could've heard Draco mumbled ever so quietly. "I'd stay with you as long as you told me to Rosie"

It was saddening, to be two of the riches children in the entire world-the ability to go anywhere and everywhere.

But there was one place neither could go, Home.

Which was never a place, it was each other.