Ghosts ✔️

Chapter 27

{Okay, we are at the end of the Silver Trio + Harry sleepover chapters. I'm sorry they've been so stretched out but I just kept on building up ideas. Enjoy!}

After dinner, everyone shuffled back into Draco's room.

"Alright Potter-"

"Let me stop you there, Pans. He has absolutely no kind of skincare routine. At all. I don't know how his skin is so nice either."

"Blasphemy! It's a good thing we adopted you when we did Potter", Blaise remarked.

By the end of the "skin care" session, Harry was positive he knew more about cleansers and moisturizers than potions. Currently, he was leaning against the headboard of Draco's bed with Draco's head in his lap as Draco flipped through a book, waiting to remove their face masks. They had taken loads of pictures, and now Pansy and Blaise were arguing over music.

"Fine, put on Harry Styles then! I'm telling you Walls is better than Fine Line but whatever."

"Obviously Blaise is right. It's not even a question", Draco drawled.

"Walls is better."

Draco gasped in shock and sat up.

"This is grounds for divorce."

"HS1 is better than Fine Line."

"I cannot believe what I'm hearing. You think you know someone and then they do something like this."

"Sorry Draco, Potter has better taste than you", Pansy replied with a laugh. "Anyways, what color nail polish?"

"My soon to be ex-husband gave me an early birthday present, so this one."

"You got him to watch Disney with you?", Pansy asked in shock.

"Yes, well, someone loves to relive their trauma through horror movies and I absolutely refused. Tangled is the only exception to my rule as of now."

"I can't stand horror movies either", Pansy agreed.

"I can do with or without them."

"I watch them with Nev."

"Did I say with or without? I love horror movies. Bring on the terror."

"Whipped", Draco replied with a snicker.

"Really, Draco? I'm whipped? I'm sure I could have a wonderful conversation with Potter here about everything I've seen and heard from you about him in the past 7 years."

"Cream. Whipped cream. You didn't let me finish. When are we having ice cream?"

"Nice save", Harry snickered.

"Just wait until I talk to Granger and Weasley. I can't wait to get all of the intel on how you stalked me."

"You stalked me back", Harry retorted.

"We get it, you're married", Pansy cut in with an eye roll. "Do you two want matching nails then?"

"Potter doesn't-"

"Sure."

"Really?", Draco asked, surprise seeping into his tone.

"Maybe I'll stop biting them."

"Potter, that's gross. If you don't break that nasty habit I'll never let you hold my hand again."

"Again?", Blaise asked.

"He walks too slow so I grab his hand and drag him places."

"Likely story Draco", Pansy snickered.