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And that was how he found himself heading up to Basil's room, hoping his friend would have some time for him. He didn't know where he stood with the other boy anymore, since his father died and he took over as the Heir. Things weren't the same anymore... at least not for Basil. Edmund was still the same guy he was before, but the other boy couldn't still be the same, what with everything happening... could he?
Well, that's what Draco planned to find out.
"Basil, love!" Edmund called everyone by petnames, love or dearest, darling or honey. It was fifty shades of nicknames for him, and most people that commonly associated themselves with him had grown used to it. This was just another one of the things that made Draco, Draco. That and the flamboyance that followed him everywhere, today proudly shown as a pair of tight black jeans that made it practically pointless to even be wearing pants, and an open white button down that showed his nicely tan chest and six pack. "I hope you don't mind me interrupting Bae, but I wanted to see if you were busy today or if you could spare a few moments for me." He pulled the puppy eyes and fluttered his eyelashes as he took a seat on the edge of his friends bath, not at all embarrassed around a naked Basil, though it did turn him on slightly. The eyelash fluttering and puppy eyes were a trick he learned long ago that had helped him get his way for years now.