HOW HARRY POTTER CHARACTERS ACT WHEN THEY’RE DRUNK
CHARACTERS: theodore/ draco/ cedric x f! reader
CONTENT WARNING: drinking
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THEODORE
- drunk off smirnoff because he kept getting iced
- malfoy would be an absolutely dickhead and keep having theodore look behind things
- “oi nott, look behind the sofa”
- “theo, baby, no, he’s trying to get you to drink. you’ve fallen for it ten times,” you would try to stop it
- of course your already waved boyfriend would hop onto the sofa and look behind it
- “god, what am i going to do with you,” you would sigh when theodore’s sprawled in your sitting room, passed out
- you would kneel down by him and rid him of his clothes so he was just in his pants
- you’d wipe him down with a warm towel and change him into his spongebob pyjamas (which you had to swear you would never tell anyone about)
- before you could stand back up to toss his dirty clothes in the laundry basket, theodore would grip onto your wrist lazily
- “hm, you’re the bestest girlfriend ever. always taking care ‘f me”
- stupidly sheepish grin and hooded eyes and all
- “bestest, you say?” you’d tease
- “yeap, i have the bestest goodest girlfriend in the whole wide world, and she’s mine. i love you”
- he’d jut his lips out in a cute pout, “kith?”
- and how could you say no to that?
DRACO
- he’d nick the finest scotch off his father’s liquor selection and bring it back to your flat
- “that’s enough, don’t you think?” you would asked when draco’s on his fourth pour
- “i don’t get drunk,” the cocky asshole would scoff
- sure enough, after downing the glass, draco was hunched on the glass dining table, leaning his head and arms against it
- “y/n…?” he’d drag your name out, “baby…?”
- you’d push the duvet off your lap with a sigh and walk into the front room to your very much drunk boyfriend
- “yes, draco?”
- “my head hurts, and the light’s too bright, make it go away” he’d wave his arm in the air to signal at the windows
- “that’s the sun, draco, i don’t think i can just ‘make it go away’”
- ‘ugh’ he’d cover his face in his hands
- you’d force him to down a glass of water and drag him into your bedroom to rest
- “where are you going?” draco would quickly sit up and look at you with puppy dog eyes when you would leave the room
- “to get you more water”
- “nuh uh, stay here,” he would pat your side of the bed
- drunk draco was a clingy draco
- “what’s the magic word draco?”
- “pleaseeeee”
- “the magic word was hippopotamus, but i’ll give in just because you’re so adorable”
- “‘m not adorable,” he’d cross his arms and frown
- “whatever you say little love”
CEDRIC
- it was christmas dinner and you and cedric were hosting
- cedric and your family came over for a roast dinner and some puddings
- you exchanged presents, hugs, and kisses and the guests had left
- you had never seen anyone gotten drunk off mulled wine, but you guess your cedric was just special that way
- he was a lightweight since he did not drink often
- “baby!” cedric would yell for you from the front room
- “huh? yea?” you’d run from the kitchen, where you had been cleaning up, and to where cedric was, worried he had gotten his drunk self hurt
- “c’mere,” he would beckon you over
- “gimme your hands,” he’d reach for your wrists which you would willingly let him have
- he would hold you wrist in one hand
- “you’re under arresht,” his drunken-lisp making you giggle
- “for what, officer?” you’d play along
- “for shtealing my heart,” cedric tried his best to put on a stern face
- “oh dear, and what is my sentence?”
- “you hav’ to giv’ me a hundred kisses right now”
- “right now?” you’d try to pull your hands away but his grip would not relent
- “yeth, or you cannot leave”
- of course you had to serve your sentence, and so you would place a peck on cedric’s lips
- “you’ve gots to count ‘em,” cedric whined
- “two,” you lean down to place a second kiss on his lips
- and so, that was how your christmas night was spent. counting the one hundred kisses you had to give your dear old boyfriend
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