#draco x slytherin!reader

[vanishingcherry]

slytherin

draco x reader

words: 2.7k

warnings: fighting, slightly angsty, swearing, 

summary: you are harry’s younger sister, and got sorted into slytherin. (draco is a year older, based on canon timeline)

a/n: this is the longest one ive written so far! hope you like it :)

part 2

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You anxiously walk up to the sorting hat, gingerly sitting down on the stool. Scanning the room for your brother, you finally notice him sitting on the Gryffindor table, sending him a small smile. You heard all side conversations pause, everyone waiting in anticipation to see where Harry Potter’s little sister would get sorted. 

As you feel the hat settle on your head, you remember what your brother had told you, and immediately started repeating the word Gryffindor over and over. 

“Not gonna work this time” you heard the hat whisper. Before you could comprehend what it meant, you heard a loud voice bellow “SLYTHERIN!”

You stilled. Your eyes navigated back to your brother, whose expression mirrored yours almost exactly. After a second of staring, he turned away, choosing to look at his food and not his sister. 

You walked towards the Slytherin table, feeling the eyes of everyone present in the room on you, and sat down next to the other 1st years. You slouched, trying to make yourself smaller as the next child walked up to the hat. 

You figured it would be okay, he was just surprised. I mean he was your brother wasn’t he? Well, things didn’t get better. 

While he continued to be the golden boy, loved by students and teachers alike, you were scorned at, even by members of your own house. Apparently, no one wanted to be friends with the younger sister of a rival, even after multiple attempts at trying to convince them you were different. 

Every time your brother saw you in the hallways, he’d immediately turn around, like the sight of you disgusted him. You spent most your time in your dorm or the library after that, having given up on trying to make friends. 

The first term passed just like that, with you once again spending Christmas without any gifts, except this time you didn’t have the comfort of your brother either. Over time, you got used to it. While it was tough to survive Hogwarts without friends, you started enjoying the silence, and focused on discovering new corridors and rooms. 

Near the end of the term, Harry killed a snake and got even more popular, saving all the people who were petrified. Resulting in people thanking him all the way back home, and on King’s Cross Station. 

As you sat at the back of your aunt and uncle’s car, you kept sneaking glances at him, sitting across from you, waiting to see if he would say something. But as days passed at the house, he wouldn’t say a word to you, even though you had tried very hard to make conversation. There was a part of you that help out hope, waiting to see if he would talk to you at home, but now you were well and truly crushed. 

---

Your second year passed like that too. There was an escaped prisoner after Harry, and part of you actually wanted the prisoner to get him, although you felt really bad the moment the thought popped in your head. There was a new DADA teacher, except you actually liked this one. He actually taught stuff in an understandable manner and was nice to you, until he got sacked for being a werewolf. Once again, courtesy of Harry. According to some girls in the hallways outside potions, he was in love with the escaped prisoner too. 

It was the second term of your third year when life started getting interesting. While Harry was out battling dragons and overgrown hedges, his nemesis seemed to be growing an interest in you. Draco was constantly around you, and while coincidences exist, him randomly taking a walk through the greenhouses while you were there definitely wasn’t one. 

He was everywhere, stalking you. You weren’t the only one who had noticed, boys and girls in the corridors whispered as you walked pass them, whispering to each other, trying to figure out why Draco Malfoy is suddenly interested in you.

One day when you two were alone after a Charms class, you finally confronted him.

“Okay, you know what? This isn’t going to work. Why on earth do you keep following me?” You ask, slightly surprised at yourself for the sudden tone of your voice. 

Draco smirked slightly. “What do you mean?”

You closed your eyes and took a deep breathe in. After letting it out, you opened your eyes. “Look, if you’re that desperate to stalk a Potter, go obsess over Harry instead. I assure you, he’s a lot more interesting.” You gathered your books and started walking out of the class.

“What if think you’re more interesting?”

“What?” You stopped a couple steps away from the doorway.

“I said, what if I think that-”

“No I heard what you said. I’m not interesting. So if you wouldn’t mind, I’d like for you to stop following me everywhere. It’s unnerving.”

It seemed like the talk had done the job. He had stopped following you around everywhere, and you saw less and less of him. But one day, around a week after the confrontation, as you left the Slytherin common room, you felt someone grab your arm and pull you to an empty corridor. 

“What the fu-”, you were shushed by a finger on your lips. You looked up, realising it was Draco and not Sirius Black. You were quite apprehensive, wondering if he would be coming after you too.

“What is wrong with you. Are you crazy? Bloody hell you’re an idiot I swear to god what made you think grabbing me like that would be okay?” You ranted out, heart still beating extremely fast. 

“Look”, Draco pauses and looks around before continuing, “I’m sorry. It’s just I really do think that you’re interesting, and I was wondering if we could be friends.”

You look at him skeptically. It’s weird that Draco Malfoy would suddenly come up to you and ask to be friends. But, goodness knew you needed friends, and if it made Harry mad? All the better! After all, what had he done to make you respect him. “Fine.”, you replied, still eyeing him suspiciously. 

Turning around, you walk away, heading to the Great Hall for some food. As you’re walking, you hear Draco jogging to catch up to you. He stops beside you and starts walking at the same pace as you.

“You do realise that being friends with someone means talking to them. And going places together?”

“Hmm.”, you replied. Still walking towards the great hall at a speed faster than anything that would be considered normal. 

That didn’t put him off though. He was still stuck to your side almost all day long. You relented too, realising that you had to put some effort into the friendship.

As months passed, you got used to his presence. You had gotten used to his snarky remarks in during class, and his expensive cologne didn’t smell as strong anymore. While you were still hesitant to get too close, you felt your walls slowly crumble as he became a larger presence in your life. 

“Finally! I’ve been looking for you for ages, what are you doing all holed up in here”, you heard a voice shout from a couple meters away.

“Studying. You should try it sometime”, you replied, still looking down at the parchments on which you were writing an essay for Transfiguration. 

“Hmm, anyways. You’re staying here for winter break right?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Nothing. Just wanted to make sure.”

A couple days before winter break started, your brother pulled you aside to an empty classroom. Considering he hadn’t even looked at you in years, it was a shock to say the least. 

Without even letting you speak, he immediately starts talking, his voice angry. 

“Y/n this is the last time I’m going to say it. I don’t want to talking to Malfoy at all. Break it up with him, I don’t care, as long as you stay away. You better do it or I’ll-”

You stare at him, and realise he only talked to you because of Draco.

“What? What are you going to do? Not talk to me for another 3 years? Walk away every time you see me?”. You cut him off, your voice lowering to a hiss. “Or maybe you’re going to try and do something to him? I’d very much like to see you try.” You raise your eyes up to his in a challenge.

He stared right back, mouth opening to retort, until he shut it, let out a big breathe of air, and walked away. He didn’t talk to you for another term. 

---

That summer was going the same as the last few, until one night a couple adults burst into your room. Startled, you sit up, and look at them while they look at you, unsure of whether or not you should scream. A girl with pink hair takes out her wand and starts emptying out your closet into the trunk lying under your bed. Sighing in relief when you see that they are wizards, you get up.

“What are you doing with my stuff?”, you ask, slowly grabbing your wand from your bedside table should they suddenly attack. 

“We’re here to pick up your brother, he got into some trouble and you have to come with us too.”

“What?”

“Hurry up, we have to leave as soon as possible.”

Arriving at Grimmauld Place around an hour later, you weren’t even surprised when the building parted to reveal a house. The morphing witch and replica of your previous year’s defence against the dark arts teacher was more than enough to prove that you would never understand the wizarding world completely. 

The first thing you do when you enter the house is lock eyes with Sirius Black.

“Ah!”, jumping back you try to leave, only to see that the door has been closed behind you, “why the fuck is Sirius Black here, what is going on? If you’re trying to kill me I’m sure there are better wa-”

“You don’t know?”, you heard a voice cut you off. Looking up, you realise it was Mrs. Weasley speaking. 

“What are you doing here? What do you mean I don’t know?”

Looking away from you, Mrs. Weasley turns to Harry. “You didn’t tell her? Harry you’re telling me that for the last year she thought Sirius was responsible for your parent’s death?”

Behind her, you see Sirius flinch at the mention of your parents. You then hear Harry mumble a small excuse, claiming it slipped his mind. 

---

Over the next couple days you learn that Sirius is actually Harry’s godfather, and that the meeting in the kitchen was actually a discussion on how to manage Voldemort and his forces. 

You don’t bother trying to get more information, and no one else offers. Every time you enter a room, everything goes quiet, all conversations are stopped. Even the adults seem wary of you, not sure if they could trust a Slytherin.

You’d hoped that Sirius, who you learnt was in a similar situation to you, just with Gryffindor, would be nice to you. Unfortunately, it was the opposite. He was actually the most careful, you heard him convincing others to not to tell you anything.

One night when you go down for dinner, you enter the kitchen to realise that everyone had already started eating, not bothering to invite you or leave room for you. 

They all stare at you before Harry decides to talk. 

“Look Y/N, maybe it would be best if you just ate somewhere else. Your plate is over there near the sink, you can go eat in the living room.”

“What?”

Everyone stays silent, turning around and staring at their food, moving it around to avoid looking at you.

“Y/N please just leave, we need to talk about stuff and you can’t listen to it.”

“‘Cause I’m a Slytherin? I thought family was more important that your fucking house.”, you shout at him, an incredulous expression on your face.

“No one here likes you. Can’t you see that? God, life would have been much easier if you’d never been born.” he yells at you. 

Taking a step back, you look at him in disappointment before turning around and slamming the door behind you. As you climb up the stairs, you can hear Hermione’s voice scolding him before her chair scrapes and you hear the kitchen door open. 

You run up the stairs even faster, locking your door behind you. Grabbing a bunch of clothes and galleons, you stuff them into a bag lying on your bed before looking out your window and trying to find a way out. With tears streaming down your face, you decided that you were leaving, forever. It was what Harry and everyone else seemed to want, so you figured why not? Might as well go if no one wanted you. 

With one leg out the window, you grasp on to a pipe, slowly lowering yourself before shutting the window behind you. You can hear Hermione knocking on the door and pulling at the handle, but you pay no mind to that and focus on getting down safely. 

When you finally make it, you run down the street before lifting your arm to catch the knight bus, leaving that miserable place and all its people behind. 

---

Somehow, you ended up at Malfoy Manor. You weren’t sure how or why, but decided to knock on the doors all the same, figuring that anyplace away from Harry and people he called family was good enough for you. 

The door opens, but no one stands before you. Looking down, you realise it was a house elf, waiting for you to speak. 

“Hi, uh, I’m- I’m a friend of Draco’s?”

The house elf doesn’t reply, instead opening the door a bit further and moving aside to let you in. You wait by the door as he walks away, presumably to look for Draco. 

The first thing you notice about the manor is how dark it is. The bleakness was overpowering, with shades of black and grey covering almost every inch of the hallway. Your eyes wander over the various portraits hung on the wall while you wipe away any trace of tears from your cheeks, lowering your bag to the ground. Were all Slytherin houses like this? If anything this house was even darker than Grimmauld Place. 

You look down the hallway when you hear a voice say to you, “Hey? What are you doing here Y/N?”

“Hi, hi um. I- I don’t know why I’m here, I’m sorry, I just turned up here. I don’t know how, its- I just didn’t know where to go and I guess I just turned up here and-”, you ranted, breathing heavier with every word as you felt a couple tears slip out. 

“Hey hey, its okay, calm down Y/N.”, he cuts you off.

You hastily wipe away the tears, cheeks flushing in embarrassment as you continuously apologize. 

At the realisation that someone must have happened, he immediately wraps his arms around you, hesitating only for second. He pulls you in, your head wedged into his shoulder as he keeps one hand on your back while the other slowly strokes your hair. 

Getting over the initial shock of Draco hugging you, you lift your arms to hug him back. You feel his arms tighten when you reciprocate. The hug lasts a couple more seconds before he pulls away, running a hand through his hair. 

“Sorry. I uh didn’t know what to- sorry.”, he apologised. 

“It’s okay, it was-”, you paused for a second, “-nice.”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah.”

After a couple seconds of silence, he pipes up, “C’mon, let’s go inside. My parents are going to want to meet you.”

You stilled, only just realising that you were going to have to see his parents. His infamous parents. 

“It’s okay, my father can seem a bit scary but he’ll be nice to you. My mother will give you a room too, I promise they won’t make you leave.” With that, he loops his arm into yours, picking up your bag with his other hand, and walks you into the living room, where his parents were confused but sympathetic all the same when you told them you didn’t have anywhere to go. 

You spent the rest of your summer vacation at Malfoy Manor, enjoying, weirdly enough, the days that you spent exploring the vast mansion with Draco. 

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part 2

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[winterssecrett]

COLD HANDS | DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY

ღ The common room was in complete silence, most of the students were already asleep in the comfort of their beds, and the others were busy studying in the library. So that leaves the whole living room of the Slytherin house to Draco and his girlfriend, Y/n.

They both had a long and tiring day, and the only thing they were looking for was to be in the arms of each other for the rest of the night. So that's why the pair sat in front of the fireplace, her resting her back on the Slytherin prince's chest, while he braced his chin in the space between her shoulder and neck, wrapping his strong, cold arms around her waist.

“Your hands are cold, Dray” She whispered softly, once his hands move to rest on her stomach

“I'm always cold, silly”

“Yeah, that's why I like you. You remind me of winter” She said, enjoying the little laugh that left his lips

His oh-so-pretty lips.

His oh-so-pretty lips.

“Only because of that?” He asked rhetorically, leaving a soft kiss on the soft and pale skin of her neck

This time it was her turn to laugh, he was always sarcastic and she enjoy every minute of it. “Stop it, Draco”

The blonde smiled again. He never really liked being called by his first name, he was “Malfoy” to everyone, even his friends. But when she did it, the only thing he could think of was how sweet and normal it roll out of her mouth.

One of his hands left the warmth of her body and move to her face, moving her to the side to leave a kiss on her lips, her soft, pink, and puffy lips.

“Okay, now I'm being for real. Your hands are fucking cold, Dray” She mumbled against his lips

He bite her lip and nodded again “I know, sweet thing”

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[violette-hue]

Amortentia

Summary: Pansy forces a secret out of you, and you’re strongly debating which curse/jinx to use on her.

Trigger Warning(s): Pansy (mentions of her), one (?) curse word, mentions of pure bloods (purebloods?), mentions of the future, love/strongly like

Word Count: 749

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four

“It’s a nice out tonight.”

You sat down on the edge of the astronomy tower next to Draco. The summer breeze danced across your heated cheeks, cooling you down. The events from twenty minutes ago still boiled your blood and you wanted nothing more than to go back to the Slytherin common room and give Pansy a good wack. Maybe even a curse or jinx.

“What do you want, Draco?” you asked, not daring to look over at him.

“What’s Pansy talking about?”

You took a deep breath. Apparently Draco wasn’t going to beat around the bush with this. You could see him looking at you from your peripherals, his blue eyes haunting in the moonlight. You debated your options. Tell Draco what started this mess, or pretend like you didn’t know. Instinctively, you wanted to choose the latter, but Draco knew you too well, and he’d know you were lying. Even without looking at him. You pursed your lips.

“Remember the Amortentia potion?” you started. You didn’t give him the opportunity to answer as you continued. “I didn’t smell my boyfriend – ex-boyfriend. I smelled you.” You kept your eyes on the moon, ignoring your peripherals. Ignoring your body tingling as Draco scooted closer to you. “Pansy asked me who I smelled. She found out, somehow. I didn’t even tell her, didn’t want to.”

“You always were a bad liar,” Draco said softly. You noted the way his fingers twitched where it rested on his leg, almost as if he wanted to touch you, but decided against it.

“Yeah,” you responded. “I am.” Your heart beat in your chest wildly. Of all the things he could have said, he decided to point out your inability to lie? Had you not just dropped a bomb of information on him? Did he not even care? Your stomach flipped at the thought, legs tingling. What if he didn’t care? What would you do? Would your friendship be over?

You dared a peak at Draco. He was looking at the moon now, admiring her glow. Her haunted rays of light made Draco almost glow, the light bouncing off his light blonde hair. He looked almost like an angel. A haunted, fallen angel. You looked away from him and focused your gaze on the ground hundreds of feet below you. You’re not even sure if you could see the ground properly, or if that was just a thick layer of mist.

“It’s a good thing for me, though,” Draco said suddenly, breaking the awkward silence. Or maybe the silence was only awkward for you?

“Why?”

Draco looked at you, a small smile playing on his lips. “Because I like bad liars. I like you.”

Your eyes met Draco’s and you searched for any deceit. The only thing you saw was sincerity and…longing. Had he always looked at you like that?

You shifted under his gaze and returned your eyes to the floor—or the mist—whatever that was.

“You don’t have to pity me, Draco.”

You heard him scoff. “I was never taught to pity anyone. I’m telling the truth, Y/N, I like you. More than a friend. And I think you like me more than a friend, too.”

It was your turn to scoff now, only when you did it, it sounded more like a weak laugh. “What gave it away — the amortentia?”

Draco smiled and moved closer to you. “Something like that.”

You returned the smile and rested your head on his shoulder. You took a deep breath of relief and contentment. Apples. Leather. Galleons. Just as you had smelt in the potion days ago.

Perhaps a part of you had always known your feelings for Draco were beyond that of friendship. He was the closest person in your life, had been there the longest, too. Whatever shit was going on with your parents, you had always found each other. It seemed fitting you would find your way to be together, and you were sure your parents would have arranged it anyways. Purebloods, they would have said, are meant to be together. That didn’t matter to you. You were with Draco because you wanted to.

You looked up at him through your lashes to find that he was already looking at you. Without missing a beat, you leaned forward and kissed him. His lips were soft and a bit dehydrated, but it felt right. This felt right. You both were still children in society’s eyes, but you knew, somehow, that this would last.

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[marksbear]

Can I request Draco Malfoy x Slytherin Reader. Where the reader is Snape's son?

I made this so it's like different scenarios and blurbs. A bit short sorry!

DRACO MALFOY x SLYTHERIN MALE READER.

Blurb!

Y/n Snape. Everyone knew the slytherin. He was cold-hearted like his father. The boy didn't talk to many people because honestly the only person he could tolerate was his boyfriend Draco Malfoy.

Before they were dating they were like friendly rivals. Always trying to get under the others skin, but could never dare to hate the other boy.

Scenario! 1

It was very late at night when Y/n sneaked through the Slytherin's dorm rooms until he finally founded Draco.

"Malfoy. Malfoy wake up!" Y/n whisper shouts shaking the blonde awake. "What is it Snape!" Draco shouts back in a hushed tone looking up at Y/n.

Y/n stares at Draco for a while before pulling him out of his bed and drags him to his own empty dorm room. "You have no roommates?" Draco asks looking around in the lonely room.

"No. My father requested that I have none. Roommates will only hold me back from homework, studying and being the best wizard I could be... My father's words of course." Y/n answers his question before sitting down on the floor and patting a spot next to him. Draco takes the invitation sitting text to his crush in a heartbeat.

"I have to tell you something Malfoy." Y/n blurts out turning his head facing Draco. The blonde nods his head for Y/n to keep going.

"Well. I really don't know how to say this. But I think me and you make a great team. As school mates, teammates, enemies even as friends Draco. You are honestly one of the best things to ever happen in my life..."

Y/n trails off before cupping Draco's face in his hands before pulling him in for a passionate kiss. Draco gasps in the kiss, but relaxes into the kiss turning his head a bit so they can kiss even deeper. Malfoy wraps his arms around Y/n shoulders as Y/n softly pushes Draco onto his back never breaking the kiss.

Because the boys are both young they pull away giggling and takes deep breathes for air. Y/n lays down on his back allowing Draco to lay his head on his chest as they both cuddle.

"My father didn't say anything about not having boyfriends though, so I was wondering would you like to be my boyfriend?" Y/n questions finishing his original confession. "Yes. I'll be your stupid boyfriend."

Scenario 2!

The two of you always discussed this topic. One because both of your fathers are very popular and have one of the best reputations in the wizard world.

Second because both of you were kinda scared that boys like you wouldn't be accepted in Hogwarts more or less the wizard world. So the safest option was just to lay low. Well until today.

The girls were swarming Y/n. Some from different houses, but most of the girls were from Slytherin.

During classes, break, even lunch. They'd just keep on coming and coming to the point some professors noticed. Y/n father advised Y/n to stop attracting so much attention to himself.

Currently it's a break hour for the students. Some walk around the school while others are in the yard. Draco and Y/n are standing in a crowded hallway together leaning on the wall talking about random things until a girl walks over to Y/n.

"Excuse me! H-hi Y/n!" The girl stutters out her face already red looking up at Y/n. Draco glares at the girl and clenches his teeth from anger. "Hm?" Y/n hums already know what's about to happen.

"I wanted to see if... Me and you can go out on a date sometime?"

Before Y/n could answer his boyfriend did it before him. "No." Draco says angrily catching a few people's attention. "He's taken." Draco adds on. "By who!?! Is he dating Stacy----" Draco cuts the girl off saying.

"No! By me! Hes taken by me!" Draco brags before kissing Y/n deeply.

THE END!

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[thomasisaslut]

Draco Malfoy x F!Reader

First Time?

Word count: 2.4k

Includes— Loss of Virginity, Blow jobs, Fingering, Hair pulling.

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Brewing your antidote for common poisons potion was a simple task, even if you boyfriend—Draco Malfoy—of one year was standing directly beside you working on his own version it was a fairy simple task. You have always excelled at potions and one as simple as this was no big issue.

Your potions fade from a dark blue navy color to vibrant teal, at that moment you knew your potion was finished.

"Professor Slughorn!" You say from across the room.

His head turns you, "Yes? Ms. [Last Name]?"

"I have finished my potion sir."

He smiles, "Brilliant! Place it when cooled and bottled on my desk." He states before turning back to the Gryffindor student he was helping.

Draco nudges your shoulder, "Good job, princess." He smirks then returns to his potion.

Around 5 minutes pass and you bottle your cooled potion, after placing it on Professor Slughorn's desk you stride back to your desk beside Draco.

"Need any help with that, Dray?" You ask, looking at his potion that was a sky blue, way off from the goal color. He nods.

You begin to help your boyfriend with his potion, explaining to him what he did wrong and how he can recover the brew before class ends. Upon fixing the potion the Hufflepuff boy beside him knocks his arm, causing the entire bottle of powdered unicorn horn to fall into the brew—you quickly move Draco out of the way as the brew explodes. Once the potion has settled down your clothes are slightly burnt and a total mess.

"Merlin- Are you alright, love?" He asks, taking a small rag and wiping the soot of your face. You nod but he examines your face anyway.

"Alright.." Draco says before turning to the Hufflepuff boy and glaring at him. He demands an apology for ruining his brew and your clothes, the Hufflepuff—obviously scared of the Malfoy—apologizes for both reasons. Draco then turns back to you.

"Are you certain you're alright?" He asks, clearly concern.

You giggle a bit before coughing up a bit more smoke and nodding.

"Yes, just a bit..." You look down to your white—now stained with soot clothes before finishing your sentence. "A bit messy..."

He chuckles, "We'll clean up in the dorm?" He says, placing his larger Slytherin robe on your smaller figure.

"But we still have class-" Before you could finish your sentence Professor Slughorn interrupts you.

"You two may leave, Ms. [Last Name] I'll have your potion graded by tonight, Mr. Malfoy you can return at the end of the day to begin a new batch?" He offers with a smile.

"No credit will be taken off for the mistake."

He was much nicer than Professor Snape.

"Yes, thank you, Professor." You say before grabbing your bag then your boyfriends hand and leaving the potions classroom.

On the walk back to the Slytherin dorms you can't help but notice Draco seems anxious, so you speak.

"Are you alright, Dray?" You ask, now concern for him.

He nods. "I'm just worried, are you sure you aren't injured? Even just a bit?" His eyebrows furrowed, still completely nervous for your well-being.

You giggle a bit before nodding, finally he understands that you're completely fine and instead—just a bit messy.

Eventually the two of you reach the Slytherin dorms, even if you were in the dungeons to begin with it took a while to get there. Walking in you and Draco head to the girls side of the dorm then to your small room inside of the dormitory.

"Would you like me to leave? For privacy?" Draco asks once inside of the smaller dorm room.

You shake your head no, walking to your large standing dresser, it was black with a small Slytherin symbol on the side of it—it truly matched you.

"Are you certain?" He asks again.

"Yes, Draco, I'm positive." You look over your shoulder to smile at him, he's standing awkwardly by the door.

"I promise I don't bite, love." You giggle then go back to searching for another white dress shirt—along with a new Slytherin tie, skirt, and robe. You groan, not finding any.

"Something wrong, princess?" He asks.

"I have no other shirts, Dray." You frown at your empty dresser.

"You could wear one of mine?" He suggests.

You ponder for a moment before speaking.

"Alright."

He nods then the two of you make your way to the boy's side of the Slytherin dormitory. Once there Draco leads you to his dresser—the same design as yours was—pulling out a white dress shirt and handing it to you. You smile then begin to take off your filthy tie, once that is off you strip off the stained black white shirt, then you move to your tights, and then, finally your dark green and black plaid skirt. When removing your clothes you can't help but feel your boyfriends gaze, when you glance towards him you see his eyes filled with pure lust. He notices your eyes and instantly looks away, his cheeks now flushed.

"Sorry" he mutters, his gaze completely locked on the hard wood floor.

You giggle then move closer to him, tilting his head up with your finger cupping his jaw.

"Don't worry about it, Dray." You smirk.

You notice his cheeks are a deep red now, his eyes flicking from your eyes to your breasts that are held in a dark green lace bra.

"You're very beautiful like this, my love..." He says, staring at your eyes—his cheeks completely flushed as he stutters over his words.

"Why thank you." You say, still smirking. An idea then comes to you. Before speaking you watch as his eyes scan your body from head to toe.

"My love."

His eyes snap back up to meet yours.

"Yes?" He asks, still flustered.

Without another word you tilt his head up a bit more before pecking his lips, but that small kiss soon fades into a deep and passionate one. Your hands meet his pecs and you push him back onto his bed—breaking the kiss.

"[First Name]? What are you planning?" He asks a bit nervously but you hear a hint of excitement, and you see it too as you look as his bulge.

You don't say anything as you move to straddle him.

"Princess, what are you doing?" He asks as his hands practically fly to your hips.

"I'm sure you know." You say teasingly as you rock against him, you feel him grow larger.

"Wait- Princess..."

You stop your movements and go to slide off him when he stops you.

"I.. It would be my first time."

You smile and kiss him,

"It'd be mine as well, love."

You see him smile then he flips your positions.

"Then... let's continue?" He smirks, now pinning you to the bed with one hand.

With those words you begin to feel a sudden rush of wetness at your core.

You nod—truly eager for him.

He nods in return before using his free hand to trail down your already stripped body.

"So beautiful..." He mutters before connecting his lips to your neck.

He's kissed you there before, but never for sex—it excited you even more. He moves his kisses to your jawline then to under your ear, nibbling and marking your neck in deep red and purple love bites—practically littering your neck with hickeys. While he continues to mark your jaw and other bits his hand begins to trail down your neck to your breasts, wrapping his hand around your back he unclasps the lace bra and throws it somewhere behind him.

The cold air hits your nipples and they become hard little nubs, he uses his index and middle finger to begin toying with them. Whimpers pass your lips and his smirks widens.

"You like that, princess? Well prepare for more." He says before pinching your left nipple—drawing a loud moan from your throat, he smirks and does the same exact thing to your right side.

Draco continues to play with your nipples as he marks your neck—now becoming more dominant with his bites, leaving marks of his teeth ingrained on your soft skin. You can tell he's much more comfortable with the situation now.

"I want to feel you." You says, pleading as you try to move your hands from his own.

"Later, princess." He says then holds onto your wrists tighter—his grip now firm and unbreakable.

He then releases your nipple and begins to trail his hand from the hard nub down to your lower half.

"Mind if I take these off" Draco asks, his deep tone husky and alluring as he motions to the dark green panties that were matching with your bra. You nod and lift your hips, he hooks his index finger in the waistline then throws them off of your legs—they land somewhere by your bra—at least they're together.

You are snapped out of your thoughts as you feel his middle finger stroke your clit. You moan and look at his eyes, his gaze filled with the same lust as before.

He smirks from your reaction the rubs again, it was nothing like when you touch yourself—it was so much more intimate.

More moans are drawn from your throat as he moves his finger to your folds, inserting a finger into your tight cunt. He then begins to slide it in and out.

"You like that, princess?" He asks, clearly amused by your sounds.

Knowing your words would betray you-you simply nod. But at that he withdraws his finger.

"I need words, baby, or I won't continue."

He's such a tease.

"Yes! Please, I need more..." You plea.

"More? Are you sure you can take two of my fingers, princess?" He teases.

"Dray!" You whine. "I can take it, please!" You beg.

He grins before obliging, he thrusts two of his fingers into your folds before quickening his pace, curling his fingers inside of you to withdraw loud whimpers and other sounds from your throat. You try to wiggle your hands out of his tight hold but you fail—more moans flood out of your mouth as he inserts a third finger, now scissoring your wet cunt.

"Draco!" You moan loudly as you feel your climax approaching, but before it does he slides his fingers out of your pussy.

"Why did you-"

He cuts you off, "I can't have you cum without me, princess."

You whine but nod, he releases your wrists and speaks again.

"Strip me, [First Name]."

You do as told instantly, your hands fly to his tie, pulling him closer for a kiss while your hands remove his tie, you then unbutton his white dress shirt—luckily his robe is already off—you then move your hands to his belt, quickly undoing the buckles and sliding out of his black dress pants. Once the belt is gone you unzip the pants and slide then down, revealing his grey boxers that have been soaked with his pre-cum. You smirk up at him while he stands at the edge of the bed.

You have another idea.

Quickly you slide his briefs down, his large and hard cock throbbing before you.

"Princess-" You cut him off while kissing him, your hand pumping his leaking dick. He moans into the kiss, moving his hand to your hair and grasping it tightly to deepen the kiss. Biting on his lower lip he opens his mouth—your tongues now colliding in a wet, sloppy kiss. Breaking away from the kiss you hand doesn't stop stroking him, even when you stand.

"Sit on the bed, Draco." You demand, your tone lustful.

He nods and sits, once he has sat you sink to your knees before him and then you begin to pump his bulging cock again, drawing deep moans from Draco. You then bring your lips to his inner thighs, kissing and nibbling on them before pecking the tip of his erect cock.

"Be gentle, princess..." He moans, his hands clutching onto the sheets as you take the head of his penis into your warm mouth, you then flick your tongue over the slit of his cock—drawing more pre-cum into your mouth—you swallow it before taking him in deeper. His entire 6-inch now lodged into your throat as you moan around him.

"You're feel so good, love..." He whimpers then moves his hands to your scalp, holding onto your hair tightly as your nose hits his crotch area.

You then begin to bob your head.

"P-Princess..." He whimpers. "I'm close..." You smirk and remove your lips from his cock.

"Why did you-"

"I can't have you cum without me, Dray." You mock.

He chuckles then moves his hands under your armpits, throwing you onto the mattress and then moving over you again, his heads resting by your head.

"Are you ready for me, my love?"

You nod,

"Yes, Draco.."

With those two words he angles his cock at your entrance before slamming into you, his entire cock thrusted into your wet cunt. You moan loudly, he does at the same time. He then begins to move slowly, letting you adjust to the size.

"Go.. faster..." You say in between whimpers.

He nods and quickens his thrusts into your pussy, moaning with each pound.

"You take me so well, princess..." He groans then continues to propelling into you, hitting your cervix with every push.

"So close, can you take it."

"Inside, please..." You beg, wanting to feel his release deep inside of you.

He nods and continues to ram into you, his pace as quick as he could go—slamming into your cunt one final time before he cums, your pussy now filled with his seed. He notices your release hasn't come yet and he continues to ride through his orgasm.

"Draco!" You shout as your cunt squirts—your release arriving.

He smiles, sliding out of you—you can feel his cum on your thighs as it leaks from your pussy.

"You were so good for me, princess." He kisses your temple, laying beside you on his dorm bed—wrapping his arms around you in a tight embrace.

You nod and rest against him, completely spent. Your eyes begin to flutter shut.

"Sleep, my love. You did amazing..." He kisses your forehead as you drift off into sleep.

He soon does the same, the two of you intertwined on his bed after you shared your first time together.

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[dr3amlab]

wicked games, dm.

SUMMARY — Y/N Gorgon and Draco Malfoy have a long history of mutual hatred. You see, the two of them have been pulling pranks on each other since their 1st year at Hogwarts, to the dismay of their close friends and supervisors. However, after a prank left Y/N completely out of her mind, she decides that she'll pull her cruelest prank yet on Draco by pretending to be his secret admirer.

PAIRING — Draco Malfoy x reader

GENRE — series, enemies to lovers, rival, comedy (?)

WORD COUNT — 1631 words.

AUTHOR’S NOTE — I tried a new format of writing, I kinda want to try narrating like a movie ? idk if you caught that. tell me what you think, I'd really love that. Let me know if you want to be on the taglist!

PARTS. 1 2 3 4 5 6 finale

I. YOU WILL BE DEALT WITH.

“Really handsome, blond, tall and a son of a bitch.” These are the words you would use to describe Draco Malfoy if somebody ever asked you. Of course, you are not worried of ever saying the first four words of that sentence to anyone because, well, nobody would ever ask you.

It’s not that your opinion of the blond boy doesn’t matter, don’t get me wrong, but it’s just that your judgement of Malfoy is well known all across Hogwarts : you hate Draco, with a passion. Matter fact, if you had a gun with two bullets and you were in a room with Voldemort, Umbridge , and Draco, you would shoot draco, twice.

You must be curious on why you both hate each other so much ; Well for starters, it all started on the first ever day of Hogwarts when⎯

“Draco fucking Malfoy.”you yelled at the top of your lungs as soon as you felt a translucent-gooey-textured liquid being poured on the top of your head, slowly making its way on your shoulders. For the matter that drenched your upper body was unknown, you closed your eyes instantly, preventing whatever-that-was from infecting your eyes.

(I guess we’ll tell that story another day)

You quickly wiped your eyes with your fingers, wanting to see the culprit so you could give them a piece of your mind. But, of course, you knew damn well who would dare to pull this type of pranks at eight am.

There he was, right in front of you, Draco Malfoy, with his stupid platinum blond hair, laughing stupidly with his stupider friends. Oh, how his laugh was aggravating to your ears.

“What the fuck did you just pour on me Malfoy?”You gritted your teeth, angry as ever. Who in their right state of mind would be this bored to pull a prank this early in the morning?  

A smirk grazed his lips as he looked down on you. “What I just poured on you is troll snot.” His response earned a roar of laughter from not only his little clique, but the entire hallway which was, conveniently for Draco, busy at this time of the day. “And you think it's bloody funny you fucking tosser?” You said, disgusted as you helplessly tried to clean your hands on your skirt.

“Geez, Gorgon.” He chuckled as if you said the silliest thing ever. “Who shat in your cereals?” This statement made Crabbe and Goyle slap their knees and grab their stomach as it hurt with laughter. “Stop laughing! What's so funny you idiots?” You glared at them which made them stop at once.

You took a step towards the blond boy while looking at him straight into his eyes. “You're satisfied of yourself right now, aren't you Malfoy?” He took a step back, not sure of what's going to be your next move. “Are you du—” You were interrupted by a stern voice that silenced the entire hallway in a matter of seconds.

“What in Merlin's name is going on over here?” You didn't even need to turn around to see whose voice it is as you know it too damn well. Plus, the look on Malfoy only confirmed your suspicion. “Fuck, it's Snape.” He muttered shakily under his breath. “You are little coward, aren't you Malfoy?” You giggled bitterly finding his reaction way too funny. “Everybody go to class.” The professor continued. “NOW.”He demanded making every student watching the scene scurry to their first class of the day.

“Y/N Gorgon. Draco Malfoy.” Snape said in a severe voice. “What did you two scheme this time?” You turned around to look at the professor's face filled of exasperation. Well, can you blame him? There's not a single person in the world that wouldn't be tired of giving the same two students detention almost every day for the past six years. Yes, every day for the past SIX years.

Snape's presence didn't even bother you at this point, the man has seen you in all the possible situations and emotional states since the day you stepped foot into Hogwarts. So, unbothered, you continued talking to Draco as if Snape wasn't even in the room. “You will not get away with this Malfoy”you said through gritted teeth. “Trust, you will be dealt with.” You poked your index finger at his chest. “You didn't win yet, you fucking twat." The last statement earned you a smack in the back of your head from Snape.

“10 points out for Slytherin for your foolishness.” he said, disappointed. “I think you two already know the drill by now.” He sighed looking at the two of you in front of him. “Potions classroom. Cauldrons.” He said lifelessly, as usual.

“I think you are mistaken professor, we cleaned the cauldrons yesterday.” Draco said hurriedly. You quickly nudged Draco with your elbow. “Shut up Malfoy.” you mouthed.

“Would you rather help Filch on his cleaning duties?” Snape said already knowing your reaction. “No, sir.” You said quickly.

“Good.”He said before turning his back and leaving to Merlin knows where, but, then, he stopped his motions before turning back towards you and Draco. “Oh and Y/N.” You gulped. “Clean yourself before going to detention.” He brought his hand to his nose, waving it up and down as if to eliminate a bad odour. “The stench of troll snot isn't really pleasant for my nose. I think I speak for all of us” He turned back and disappeared quickly from the hallways which were empty by now, leaving only you and Draco who was currently laughing uncontrollably.

Of course, you didn't hesitate to kick him where the sun doesn't shine to make him shut up. And it did work.

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"And he got me fucked up if he thinks that he'll get away with this easily." You stormed into your room, muttering like a mad woman. "He really thinks" you sat yourself on your desk, slamming a piece of paper on it. "that I'm going to let this slide, huh?" you picked up your quill and started writing on the paper. "Malfoy, you don't know what's coming for your right now." you chuckled maniacally.

"What the fuck Y/N?" Athena, your roommate, said as she got out of your shared bathroom, looking like she just got out of the shower. "Aren't you supposed to be in class right now?" she questioned while looking at you curiously and leaning her body on the door frame of the bathroom. "By the way⎯ What in Merlin's beard is this horrid smell?" she scrunched her nose "And it's definitely not me cause I just hopped out of the shower." You glared at her. "Well, what about you?" you said, "aren't you supposed to be in transfiguration right now?" you looked back at your paper. "If you are wondering about the smell," you stopped writing your sentence and met her eyes, "Draco Malfoy poured troll snot on me this morning." you explained.

A look of horror displayed on Athena's face "Troll snot?" you nodded. "Yes troll snot." for a moment she looked like she was suppressing a laugh, but then she couldn't control it anymore and had a fit of laughter. "What are you laughing for you git?" You were utterly offended, why would your dearest friend laugh of your misery?

"I'm sorry love, it's just that it's kind of a good come back for your last prank." she put her hand in front of her mouth as an attempt to hide her smile. "I didn't think that he could top you putting green hair dye in his shampoo." she continued. "Sure." you said smiling as Athena reminded you of your last accomplishment. "So I suppose that you are planning your next prank, aren't you?" she pointed at the piece of paper you were writing. "You know, I think you guys should just kiss at this point." you pretended to gag at her last statement. "Don’t ever say that again Athena. It’s never going to happen." she leaned back from her previous position and started to walk towards you.

"And, yeah, I am." a huge smirk displayed on your face. "And what is it?" she said as she stood next to you. "Nothing." you said simply. "Nothing?" Athena confusedly said as she picked up your piece of paper. "Yeah, I'm just gonna take a step back and watch things unfold." You said while leaning back in your chair, your arms behind your head.

You watched Athena's reaction at your next prank with amusement. "Y/N! You are insane." she exclaimed with her eyes as wide as saucers. "I truly don't know how to feel about this one, it's really risky." she waved the paper in front of your face. "Don't worry about it, it's all fun." you snatched the paper out of her hand. "Besides, that's the adequate payback for what he did today." you smiled mischievously while reading at the words written in the piece of parchment."

Dear Draco,

You filled up my heart for the past years, and I can not thank you enough for bringing me so much joy.

You see, I'm always looking at you secretly and it's creepy, I know, but I can't stop my eyes for prying for every trace of you. You are the highlight of my every day, hour and second.

I feel butterflies in my stomach every time our eyes meet by accident, I feel happy when you laugh but sadness when I see a frown on your face. Oh, how I'm infatuated by you.

But see, pretty boy, a wave of sadness can't help but to wash all over me when I wonder if you even know my existence.

Darling, do you even know my name? do you know I exist?

yours truly,

your secret admirer.

"This is perfect." you folded the letter and put it in a pink envelope. "I don't know about this Y/N." Athena sounded genuinely worried. "It's all he deserves for ruining my day by pouring troll snot on me." you said nonchalantly.

"Yeah, speaking of troll snot." Athena scrunched her nose in disgust. "you should really take a shower."

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[sunnylands-world]

Hi can you do a Draco smut where the reader is lactating or some thing like it

Relax

Pairing: husband Draco x fem reader

Summary: being a mom is great if you don't count the feeding and other things but Draco is amazing at making you comfortable when you do finally get the chance

Word count:1,034

Warning: fingering, dirty talk, Draco sucking your breast, reader is a mother, mentions of stretch marks, and of course lactating

A/n: sorry took me a day or two 🥺 hope you like it though @honeysavanna-blog

You loved being a mother, your son was your absolute pride and joy besides all the late nights and such. He was a blessing but one thing you weren't too fond of was the small spots on your shirts. You had to change them frequently because of the milk that spotted your clothing, to say you were frustrated was an understatement. On top of that you felt like you were carrying weights with how full your breasts were. Your bra was long gone nowadays as you played with your son.

Draco and you finally were able to be alone as Scorpius was passed out in his crib but you were finding it very stressful, instead of relaxing. You were leaning against the backboard of your bed, Draco lying peacefully on your thighs. Your sigh in discomfort made him look up at you. "What's bothering you my love?" he says, turning towards you. "There just…so full" you huff, justering to your leaking Breast and he nods looking towards them with a hum. "Draco!" You say, noticing that lustful look in his eyes.

"I didn't say anything!" He defends looking up at you with a smirk, you shake your head in disapproval. "Can I drink it?" he says nonchalantly. "what!?" You can't believe he'd ask such a question but then again this is Draco. "Oh come on, you're uncomfortable and I just want you to relax" he says sitting up so he can kiss at your neck and your eyes shut lazily as his hand goes towards your chest under your loose fitting t-shirt, tweaking at your nipple till it drips onto his fingers. He pulls away to suck the liquid from them and your eyes come open as he releases the digits with a pop.

You don't think you've seen anything as sexy as him right now with his eyes fluttering open and a pleased look on his face. "Can I?" he says desperately and you sigh once again before nodding nevertheless. He moves eagerly and quickly as he tugs the top over your head, your heavy Breast bouncing at the motion. He pulls back admiring you and every little stretch mark on your skin from your son. "Beautiful" he says to himself, before he's moving you to lay back on your shared bed that's adored with the green satin sheets he got.

He starts up at your lips kissing you passionately with need, his teeth biting at your bottom lip causing a faint whine to leave you before he's attacking your jaw with slow pecks towards your neck. He adds new decorations to the skin in purple as his head lowers not leaving any skin untouched on the way but he doesn't go straight for your chest instead he grabs your leggings and pulls them away till your laying in your black panties that are also pulled away. he sneaks his fingers into your wet center, working them in at a teasing pace touching your spot with every thrust in.

Your back arches as you let out a quiet moan still being cautious of your sleeping child. "There we go, let go for me. Isn't that better darling?" he says watching you fall apart. His overly calm demeanor seems to only heighten your pleasure as he watches you. "Uh huh" you respond not able to form a sentence and he lets out a chuckle at this. Your husband was a tease and you loved it when he seemed in control of your every move. He just might quite literally be Dominance if the word were a person. you're brought back from your thoughts as lips attach to your nipple sucking and flickering the bud.

you let out a slight gasp feeling his plump pink lips wrapped around you. Your hand finds his blonde hair in no time, gripping tightly and he rewards the slight sting by biting your sensitive skin and smirking against you when you hiss. Your breast feels lighter as he drinks you up, dripping the milk from his mouth onto your chest all while his fingers stroke your sweet spot; the loud wet sound from your pussy seems to cause you to only soak his fingers more. He pulls back eyes a bit hazy as they look at you.

"You taste sweeter than I thought, might mix this with my coffee instead" he says and your cheeks flush more at the compliment. "aww you're still so shy even like this with my fingers deep in you" he teased, noticing the extra pigment. "Drac–" "ah, ah, ah, I know" he says cutting you off and if you weren't so far gone you would have been slightly irritated because your husband also had the habit of knowing everything and not letting you finish speaking but you knew he was only doing it now to take advantage of your situation as he attached his mouth onto the other breast sucking gently.

You felt lazy and high in the clouds at all the attention, like you were soaking in a bath with a sense of comfort and desperation. Your toes begin to curl and your eyes feel heavy. "i-i- Draco" you called and he pulled back a love drunk smile on his face as he kissed your neck. "Go ahead love, you deserve it. Cum for me" he says in your ear and that seems to be the final push off your cliff of your building pleasure an let yourself fall as he continues to finger fuck you through your release.

When you finally come back you're far too tired to move but Draco stands going to get a towel and your nightgown. He spreads your legs rubbing the cloth gently across your sensitive areas, he grabs his wand and cleans the bed with a flick of his wand before he's sitting you up, kissing your forehead as he pulls your gown onto you then laying you back in bed, covering you up. "Sleep my love, you work like you run a nation. I can watch our little wizard" he says, making sure the blanket is pulled to your neck giving you one more kiss before you fall asleep peacefully knowing he's taking care of everything.

Request open 👐

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@alexxavicry , @sarahthehuffpuff,

@supercoffeeblogs , @thatwattpadobsessed

@ameliaclare04 , @kyracanwrite @animeloverfreak310 , @imafangirl22

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[dracomalfoy7]

THE OTHER HALF MASTERPOST

SUMMARY: Harry Potter’s twin sister y/n Potter transfers to Hogwarts during the third year. With Harry being a Gryffindor being sorted into Slytherin was hard enough. Now having to battle the shadow that comes with being the twin of the chosen one. On top of being the only girl on the Slytherin quidditch team. In the notorious cold-blooded house, y/n leans on the Bronze 5. Eventually falling for the pureblood prince, himself Draco Malfoy.

Links on other platforms: AO3 | Wattpad

PARTS: { I } { II } { III } { ... }

MOODBOARDS:

Characters:

Avery Blake

Blaise Zabini

Draco Malfoy

Harry Potter

Marcus Flint

Pansy Parkinson

Lorenzo Berkshire

Y/N Potter

Hogwarts:

Slytherin Commons

Gryffindor Commons

Ravenclaw Commons

Hufflepuff Commons

Slytherin Party

Gryffindor Party

Ravenclaw Party

Hufflepuff Party

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[slayingqueenchal]

No more patronus, no more memories | draco malfoy x f!reader

Summary : after draco left you, you can't cast your patronus because you're sad

Warning : angst, break up, memory lost like temporarily,

"It's alright y/n, you can do it" Hermione stood by your side. "Yes, I can do it last time, I can do it now.

You thought of your happiest time ; it was all associated with draco. Everytime you'd think about something happy with him, you'll just remind your self that you and him are gone.

A string of light came out. Only a string of like. You didn't see any animals. Only a thin blue string.

"That's right y/n, you're making progress! That's one step forward" The curly haired friend cheered you up. It was no secret to hermione that you two broke up ; it was for harry and Ron, they never knew you were dating in the first place.

But, ninety percent of your happiness is draco, and he's gone. You knew what was keeping you from him. It was the break up

"Why'd you join him, draco, tell me! " You cried. You felt that icky feeling of getting your shoes wet. The bath room was flooded with water.

"It was for you! Father and mother accidentally slipped about me having a girlfriend, and the dark Lord threatened to kill you if I don't join him! " He said, his blonde hair as messy as his situation, you replied "it's a trick draco, I'd be safe in Hogwarts! I-i why? "

"Is it hard to believe that I actually love and care for you, I thought you'd knew that" Draco said. "I believe you but you just ruined your future draco" You cried.

"You-you brat! I just like saved your life and you can't even say 'thankyou', you think this is easy for me? " Draco screamed. "No, Draco, but I didn't ask for this either"

"You don't have to cause I love you!..y/n, its-were-we don't, we don't, we're done, y/n, we're done" Draco said.

And you left him. The last time you've spoken to him was there. And you're more than ready to forget about him.

"Hermione, I think I have to do it" You said. Hermione expression changes, but she supports you no matter what.

Hermione quickly took a vial and puts it on the table, sitting on the floor. "Are you sure? " Hermione said.

"I'm sure, but just make sure I don't throw out the vial, and tell me about him occasionally" You weakly smiled.

You took your wand, and holds it next to your head. 'Draco' you thought.

And you felt a weird sense of feeling as the memory slowly comes out. You felt every moments with him, both happy and sad.

And you put it in the vial, and sealed it. The only thing you were able to remember was a blonde Slytherin boy. That's all.

"Shall we try the patronus spell? " Hermione said, not knowing what to do, but you agreed.

"Expecto patronum! " You said. And a blue string, just like before came out, just with an additional ferret.

In the end Hermione realises that you'll just forget him, but, your heart still belongs to him. Always.

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[notti-stellate]

Could you do some headcanons for just being Draco’s best freind?

Best friends with Draco hcs

a/n: I absolutely love ferret boy as a bf and a best friend. He's basically perfect

Constant teasing

Like literally no matter what you do he’s always gonna find something to make fun of you for (jokingly obv)

Sleepovers w/ him >>>>

You guys grew up together so you are basically siblings atp

I feel like you would get pretty close with his mom too because she’s always there when you stay at Draco’s place

You spend basically all your time together

It’s gotten to the point that some people have even started to think you’re together

We all know he has an attitude problem so you’ll have to keep him in check

Please don’t be afraid to put him in his place sometimes

Because you guys spend so much time together you are close with the Slytherin gang too

You and Mattheo absolutely LOVE to mess with Draco

You were even the first person to call him Ferret boy (lovingly of course)

Getting detention for talking in class is a regular occurrence 

He may be slightly oblivious to your feelings at first but eventually he can read you like a book

Speaking of books, he loves telling you all about the current books he’s reading (and how he could’ve easily beat the main character)

Basically Draco Malfoy is an amazing best friend that we all wish we could have

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[talesofadragon]

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤

Summary: Despite being raised in a traditional pureblood household with an overly abusive father, Y/N Y/L/N teaches Draco that light can exist even in the darkest of places.

Warnings: Physical abuse, slight angst, fluff, allusions to sex

Pairing: Draco x Slytherin!Reader

Year: Multiple

Blood status: Pureblood

Word count: 3.7K

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𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐘/𝐍 𝐘/𝐋/𝐍 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫. They were the same age, born to esteemed pureblood families from the sacred twenty-eight, and both proud Slytherins at Hogwarts. 

Being part of the sacred twenty-eight meant that the Malfoys and Y/L/Ns went way back. In fact, Amell Y/L/N, Y/N’s father, and Lucius Malfoy were close confidants. The two met at Hogwarts during the sorting and barely left each other’s side since. 

Best mates, brothers, partners in crime, whatever term you intended to use to describe their friendship, they were all that and more. 

When the Y/L/N and Malfoy heirs were born, their fathers made plans to introduce the two of them in hopes of maintaining a strong relationship across future generations. After all, the two families were among the wealthiest and most respected in the wizarding world. However, due to Amell’s work at the ministry, he had to be relocated to another country and only came back when his daughter had turned five. 

Because the two children came from traditional families, they each had a prebuilt image of the other. Draco expected Y/N Y/L/N to be overly confident and mean, while Y/N expected Draco Malfoy to be rude and unkind. Needless to say, they were severely mistaken. 

“I’m Draco. Draco Malfoy,” the then five-year-old Malfoy heir said, extending his hand for the girl to shake. 

Y/N shifted her weight, looking between the boy and her father. Amell placed a firm hand on his daughter’s shoulder, and it was all it took for her to speak. When she smiled at Draco, he knew he had been wrong to think ill of her. Her smile was the warmest thing he had ever laid his eyes on, and he was sure not even the summer sun could compare. 

“I’m Y/N.” Her touch was soft, like a gentle breeze dancing across your skin. Had she not shaken his hand, he wouldn’t be sure she was touching him at all. “Do you want to play in the garden?”

And it was at the tender age of five that Draco Malfoy and Y/N Y/L/N became best friends. Their fathers were proud of the development between the two. With each passing encounter, the two young heirs became closer.

The Malfoys loved Y/N. Aside from her being a Y/L/N and a pureblood, she was well-mannered, wise beyond her young age, and kind. The young Malfoy was particularly fond of her. And his parents were sure that he would grow to love Y/N further as the years went by. 

But despite their similarities, there were many differences that distinguished the two apart. 

While Lucius Malfoy was known to be harsh to his son, belittling him and insulting him publicly when he stepped foot outside the line, Amell Y/L/N was much worse. 

Amell Y/L/N was a nightmare to the devil himself. 

When Draco would receive an earful from Lucius, he wondered what his father meant when he told him, “Be thankful that I don’t resort to Amell Y/L/N’s barbaric ways. He teaches discipline differently.”

To the outsiders, the Y/L/Ns seemed like a loving family. Amell never once raised his voice at his daughter in front of anyone, nor did he reprimand her out loud. She always seemed prim and proper, a perfectly raised pureblood with a loving father. 

But behind closed doors, it was a different story. 

Draco usually dismissed his father’s words, thinking that it was another lie to get him to stay on the path the older Malfoy drew for him. But he began to consider his father’s words on one particular summer evening. 

Y/N was always a soft girl. Her touches, while barely noticeable, held a great deal of warmth. Draco had grown to learn that the young y/e/c-eyed girl preferred gentle gestures over abrupt and firm ones, so he always minded the way he would hug her, hold her hand, or make contact with her skin. 

While they had been playing tag in his family’s garden, he accidentally caught her arm firmer than usual. Y/N yelped abruptly and moved briskly away from Draco’s grasp. 

“Y/N/N, I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you?” he asked, making his way toward where she stood. 

He could see her eyes brimming with tears. “It’s okay,” she whispered, cradling her arm. 

Draco could see a large bruise on her arm, and the seven-year-old gravely panicked. “Please tell me I didn’t do that!” 

Noticing the way his silver eyes rimmed with fear while they fixated on the purple bruise on her arm, she quickly pulled at her sleeve, trying to hide it. “You didn’t. I-I tripped this morning while going down the stairs,” she stuttered, hoping her lie was convincing.

“Are you sure?” He gingerly stepped closer and lifted the sleeve of her dress. “This doesn’t—”

“I don’t want to play anymore,” Y/N declared out of the blue, stepping away from the blond and heading inside the Manor. 

It was then that Draco suspected his father’s words to be true. From then onward, the boy became perceptive and observant when it came to Y/N Y/L/N. He noticed that despite them entering his Manor after playing in the snow, Y/N refrained from taking her scarf off. “I’m still cold,” she’d argue, even when sitting next to the blazing fireplace.

When they'd make plans to go swimming in the summer, Y/N would cancel, opting to play in the gardens instead. Usually, Draco didn’t object, but he became mindful of Y/N’s choice of attire with her long-sleeved denim jacket and her pants when the girl had told him on multiple occasions that she waits patiently for summer to wear all the dresses she keeps in her wardrobe. 

It was when they had received their Hogwarts letters that Draco’s suspicions and his father’s words were proven true. 

He and his best friend were sitting in her Manor’s kitchen, conversing about the school. “We’ll both be in Slytherin, I’m sure. It’s the best house after all,” the blond had said, watching as Y/N took a bite from her sandwich.

She swallowed the food in her mouth and looked with doe eyes at Draco. “How are you sure? What if we’re in different houses?” 

“I wouldn’t want to go to Hogwarts if I was sorted into a house other than Slytherin. Besides, both our families have always been in that house. It’s not like we’re going to be any different.”

Y/N was silent for a moment. She was scared of being sorted into the same house as her father. Despite coming from a long line of Slytherins, as Draco pointed out, she feared them tremendously. The harshness that comes with being a Snake wasn’t something Y/N thought she possessed.

“But what if… what if I’m sorted somewhere else?” she voiced out her thought, her eyes trained on anything but Draco.

“And pray do tell, where else would you be sorted, darling?” Y/N gulped, her eyes immediately snapping to look at the figure of her approaching father. She watched him take off his gloves nonchalantly while shaking off his cloak. “You’re a Y/L/N, Y/N. Surely you don’t think you’ll be a part of those weak houses. You’re better than that.”

“Y-you’re r-right, father.” 

Draco eyed the scene skeptically. Amell had asked him to stay in the kitchen since he wanted to show Y/N a gift he bought her while he was out. The boy nodded politely and remained seated. He took Y/N’s hand under the table to give her a gentle squeeze and then watched her follow her father with her head down. 

It was wrong to follow them and eavesdrop. This wasn’t how his parents raised him, and if they saw him, or worse, if Amell Y/L/N caught him, then all hell would break loose. But this was Y/N. His best friend. Draco couldn’t let his suspicions live rent free in his mind. 

“What games do you think you’re playing, foolish girl? Embarrassing yourself and the Y/L/N name in front of the Malfoy boy!” Amell seethed, and from behind the wall, Draco could see he was holding a fistful of Y/N’s hair.

“I’m sorry,” Y/N whimpered, and Draco’s heart began to race at the sight. “I’m sorry, father. I wasn’t thinking.”

“When do you ever think, Y/N?” His grip tightened further, making the little girl’s tears fall harder. “Always a pathetic excuse for a daughter. A good for nothing witch! You’d be lucky if you were sorted into a house for the matter. Too foolish to be a Ravenclaw, weak enough for Gryffindors to crush like the insect you are; you don’t even have what it takes to be a Hufflepuff. But so help me, Merlin. If you don’t make it into Slytherin, I will murder you in cold blood!” 

Y/N took in a sharp intake of breath. Her father let go of her hair yet kept towering over her and closing the distance between them. She found herself pressed against the wall, and Draco had the urge to take her hand and run with her away from everything. “I won’t disappoint you,” she declared in a low voice.

Amell Y/L/N burst into a dark manic laughter. “Eleven years of you being a disappointment. I’d be surprised if you stopped.” She brought her head down again, body trembling like a leaf with tears cascading down her cheeks. “You are my greatest mistake, Y/N. My biggest regret. And if you step out of line, if you make a fool out of us in front of the Malfoys or any pureblood, and if you dare tint our family name by becoming anything other than a Slytherin, Merlin himself will not help you. Do you understand?!” 

Amell took a hold of Y/N by her arms, his calloused fingers digging into her skin and leaving bruises. The eleven-year-old nodded fervently, praying that this was the end of their conversation. 

Only when Amell pushed Y/N away and walked in the opposite direction did Draco manage to breathe. Although, his lungs constricted the moment his best friend collapsed onto the ground, hair disheveled, hands trembling, and breath barely being able to enter her lungs. 

And although Draco didn’t approach her, he made a mental note to never allow Y/N to get hurt. It usually entailed inviting her over to his house for Christmas, spending half the summer at hers, and whenever they had to be at their Manors rather than Hogwarts, Draco made sure to decrease the interaction between Y/N and her father as much as he could. 

It became evident that Amell Y/L/N loathed his daughter. And Y/N believed she must have been a product of a love potion, because she found no explanation for his inability to love anyone. 

Y/N knew she wasn’t born from seeds of love. Her parents had been arranged to be wed as per pureblood customs. 

Amell despised his late wife. She was no more than a means to provide him with an heir. And although he believed he couldn’t hate her further, it proved him wrong when Y/N was born. 

A girl. That woman birthed a girl rather than the boy he was eagerly expecting. 

Y/N’s mother died when the little girl was two.

Y/N had no recollection whatsoever of her mother. She sometimes wondered if her life would’ve been different had the woman still been alive. 

There were other times where she wished she was a Malfoy rather than a Y/L/N. 

It was because of their upbringing that Draco and Y/N understood each other without needing to say a word. After all, their fathers drilled the idea that purebloods were the superior kind and spoon-fed their children that mudblood, muggles, and half-breeds were no more than filth. 

But Y/N would take Lucius Malfoy over her father any day. Despite the abrasive words and standards he set, his love for Draco and his wife was evident. And Y/N wished she received even a quarter of it from her own father.

One might expect that Amell’s harshness and gut-wrenching methods of discipline and education would make Y/N become more like Draco. However, while Draco grew up to be arrogant, proud, and cocky, Y/N was the opposite.

When Draco boasted about his father and the Malfoy name, Y/N refrained from uttering hers. In fact, she encouraged all those who knew her or didn’t to call her by her first name. 

While Draco was proud of his lineage, looking down at those inferior to him, Y/N considered herself equal to everybody else, maintaining a civil relationship with half-bloods and muggleborns because she knew what it was like to be on the receiving end of hatred. 

Despite Amell’s cruelty, his daughter learned to be kind, warm, and gentle. And it was her warm nature that made Draco Malfoy fall in love with her. 

Perhaps the one time the two kids ever felt that they did their fathers proud was when they announced their relationship.

The Malfoys and Amell quickly began to talk between themselves about the possibility of a marriage. But Draco didn’t need an arranged marriage to know that Y/N was the one for him; he had known this ever since he was five years old.

Falling in love with his best friend also meant protecting her from harm’s way. Y/N was strong; he didn’t doubt that. But even the strongest have their moments. 

When their fathers failed Voldemort at the battle of the Department of Mysteries, it was decided that Draco and Y/N were to become Death Eaters. While the Malfoy heir objected immediately and was forced to accept short moments later, Y/N Y/L/N held her ground. 

“No!” she said, looking deep into her father’s murdering gaze. 

Amell Y/L/N took a menacing step forward. “What did you just say, young lady?” He no longer feigned kindness when speaking to his daughter in front of a crowd. He had failed the Dark Lord, and Voldemort was beyond raging. 

“I will not serve him,” Y/N deadpanned, and Draco caught sight of her father’s fingers twitching at his side. 

He tried to interfere and stop Amell from hurting Y/N, but his mother put a gentle hand on his shoulder. “Sweetheart, this is between him and his daughter.” If only Narcissa had seen what Draco has. 

“Sixteen years of me raising you, you ungrateful child. The least you could do is obey me.” 

“Get it in that thick skull of yours, father,” Y/N seethed. This time, it was her that took a step forward. “I will not serve that monster, and I will never bear his mark.”

“This is not up for discussion!” Amell seized Y/N’s wrist and pulled it harshly. It took every ounce of Draco not to hex him into oblivion. “You will become one of us and serve a purpose other than humiliating our family name and dragging it through the mud!”

“Screw you and your family name!” You’d think that Y/N Y/L/N was a Gryffindor the way she fiercely stood her ground against her father, knowing well the punishment that awaited her. “I don’t care if a vile creature like you wants to play puppet to someone as despicable as your Dark Lord. You leave me out of this!” 

No sooner were the words out of Y/N’s mouth did she feel her cheek searing. Her father had hit her with such force, she fell to her knees. Before she could register what was happening, she felt all too familiar calloused fingers wrap around her hair. In one swift motion, he pulled her to her feet before slapping her across her face one more time.

“Sixteen years of me putting up with you, you insolent brat.” Amell’s eyes filled with rage. and his face was as red as the blood trickling down from Y/N’s cut lip. “You never learned. What will it be this time, Y/N? The Cruciatus? I know it’s your personal favorite. Your record was five before you collapsed last time, begging for air.” Amell declared, digging his wand deeper into her neck.

Narcissa gasped loudly, her hand moving to her mouth. Had she heard correctly? She tilted her head toward her son only to see him wrap his fingers tightly around his wand. His blood boiled, and his teeth clenched. How dare that filthy creature lay a hand on Y/N?

Y/N kept her gaze on her father, her head higher than ever before. Over the years, she had acquired strength she never thought she had in her, and she promised herself to never fear her father again. 

“Or we can play a different game,” Amell said. “I can imperious your weak little mind and force you to take the mark. Or, I can kill you. I’d rather end the bloodline than look at your disgusting face.” 

“Burn in hell,” she spat, and her father opened his mouth to cast a spell. But before he could let one word slip out of his mouth, a flash of red flew from Draco’s wand and hit him in his chest.

Draco quickened his pace and pulled Y/N to his side. “You will not touch her again,” he warned, and Y/N marveled at how his fingers wrapped lightly and lovingly around her waist although his chest was heaving and his nostrils flaring from all the anger he carried toward her father. “She said she wouldn’t do it. You’ve already upset the Dark Lord enough with your failed mission,Y/L/N. Do you think telling him that you used an unforgivable on your daughter to get her to serve him will do you any good? If anything, he’ll think you’re pathetic.” 

He saw the gears turn in Amell’s mind as he stood on his feet. “Fine,” he spat, his gaze boring into Y/N’s. He tried to step closer to her, but Draco placed the tip of his wand menacingly against his throat. 

“Amell,” Narcissa cleared her throat. “I think it’s best if you would leave our home.” She turned her attention to her son, who held onto Y/N as though she were his lifeline. “Draco, escort Y/N upstairs. She’ll be spending some time with us.” 

Draco wasted no time taking Y/N’s hand and leading her to his room. “Colloportus,” he mumbled, not wanting to risk getting disturbed. He moved to heal his girlfriend’s cut lip. 

“I’m sorry you had to see that,” she mumbled, her fingers toying with Draco’s rings. 

“Love.” Draco held her face gently, brushing his thumbs over her cheeks. “You have nothing to apologize for. I’m sorry I didn’t step in sooner.” 

“No, it’s fine. It was about time I stood up to him.” 

Draco smiled meekly at her, bringing the wet cloth to her lip. “I’m proud of you, Y/N. It was very brave of you to do that.” 

Y/N took the cloth away. She gazed deeply into Draco’s grey irises that were so full of love; a love nothing can compare to. She brought his lips closer to hers and kissed him passionately.

Draco didn’t waste any time and kissed her back. It was never rough with her. He took the time to taste her and indulge in her. With Y/N, it was hard to know where he ended and she began because they were intricately woven together. Their hearts and souls were one. 

“Thank you,” Y/N whispered after breaking the kiss. “Because it was your love that gave me all this strength, Dray. No one has ever made me feel so loved and wanted like you did.” 

“I love you, Y/N.” It spilled out of Draco’s mouth immediately. Because it was the truth. He loved her in ways he cannot begin to explain. “I’m glad I have you with me.” 

“I love you too, Draco.” 

Y/N and Draco evolved from the two kids they were. But no matter how much they’ve grown, many things remained the same. Y/N’s warmth never faded neither did Draco’s gentleness toward her.

Even when they had decided to get intimate that night and profess their undying love to each other, Draco handled Y/N in the most loving way possible. And even when her soft touches and warmth blinded him and his passion took a hold of him, he made sure to never hurt her. And even when he thought he couldn’t love her anymore or his heart would explode, Y/N Y/L/N proved him wrong.

Because it was she who kissed his dark mark, held him when he was falling apart from all his nightmares, kissed him when he felt the walls closing in on him, embraced him tightly when the stress became too much to handle, and helped him mend the vanishing cabinet.

It was Y/N who held his hand and walked alongside him to the Dark Lord’s side even though she was openly against it.

But Voldemort be damned, she wasn’t going to leave Draco’s side. And it was her who remained a constant after the war, helping him piece himself back together in the same way it was him who comforted her after Amell's death during the battle. 

Throughout the years, and despite all the darkness she had been through, Y/N Y/L/N remained a source of warmth and light in Draco Malfoy’s life. He loved her every day more than the other, and he couldn’t wait to spend the rest of his life basking in his now wife’s warmth.

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[qtssvnwoo]

Hi! Could you write an angsty post!war Draco Malfoy fic with reader where Draco wakes up from a nightmare and cries ;-; (Pls and thank you sm, you can ignore if u want)

This has got to be in the top five favorite things I've written, thank you so much for requesting!!

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Comfort-Draco Malfoy

A/n: I'm honestly having so much fun bringing your requests to life, I love ya'll <3 Italicized is the nightmare!!!

Word Count: 1.0k

Warnings: Mentions of near-death experience, body wounds and graphic imagery, mild swearing.

It started in a black room. Draco didn’t know what was going on but before he knew it, he was back at Hogwarts, people running, crying, and screaming. He saw familiar faces running and some chasing. He didn’t know where to look, but he felt the sudden sense of dread that he felt that day. 

That was when he heard you. You were screaming his name, the dreaded sound of your raw and pitiful screams hit his ears and he had an immediate sense of fear wash over him. Draco ran through the crowds of people, tripping over the rubble from the building trying to get to you, and when he did he felt his heart drop to his chest. 

He saw a death eater on top of you, smiling like a psychopath, a smile that made his bones shake within him. He tried to move but he couldn’t. He watched as the death eater bit the side of your neck, the blood running down your body like a stream of water. He watched as you screamed in pain, and as he heard the word “Cruicio” again and again coming from the death eater. 

He screamed, or at least tried to, but nothing came out. It’s like his voice was stolen from him. All he could do was watch. 

Finally, the death eater stopped, and Draco felt his whole body tense as he saw you look over at him, and mouth his name before he physically saw your color drain from your face and the soul leave your body. The death eater liked their fingers, and looked over at Draco, smiling before disappearing in a cloud of dust. 

Draco could move now, and he ran to you. He grabbed your lifeless body and he shook you, begging for you to wake up. He felt himself crying and as the hot tears poured down his face he repeated the healing curse over and over again as an attempt to bring you back to live. But your wounds were too severe, your pain had sent you into overstimulation and caused your brain to just stop. 

He gripped your body close to his and he screamed your name over, and over, and over again until he just couldn’t anymore. He felt the eyes of your family, and Harry on him as he pulled you closer to his chest. 

Draco felt his heart shatter, the different pieces falling apart like an unglued puzzle. He screamed for you to wake up. Until he was hyperventilating. In Between the breathes he begged for you to come back, he begged whatever gods were up there to bring you back to him, until he felt a hand on his shoulder. 

“Draco. She’s…she’s gone son.” His mother said softly, as to not break the remaining pieces of her son's heart. Draco stared up at his mom, he looked at her and saw the tears welding up in her eyes. He gripped onto your body tighter, your head falling limp in his arms as he shook his head vigorously. 

“She’s not dead. She’s just tired mom. She’s been studying so well to go to that school in America. She’s been staying up late too even though I told her to sleep. She’s just sleeping mom.” He cried to himself as he hugged your body. 

Draco was tossing and turning in his sleep. Repeatedly saying your name in a hushed tone. You were concerned when you woke up and saw Draco in cold sweats, tossing and turning. You lightly shook him, trying to wake him. 

He woke up suddenly, jerking up from his sleeping position and letting out a horrid scream. His breaths were short, and he continued to say your name over and over.

Not wanting to scare him more, you lightly took his hand in yours as you pulled his face towards you. 

“Daco, I’m here, I’m right here.” 

Draco’s breaths were still heavy, he looked at you with wide eyes and tear stained cheeks. He grabbed your face harshly, he turned your neck from side to side, checking for the scar left by the death eater. He checked your wrists, he checked your face, and he did this over and over again. 

“I-I, you were, I didn’t, I couldn’t-”

“Draco, my love, take a deep breath. You’re okay.” You pulled his hand to your chest as you breathed deeply, trying to get him to breathe with you. His breathing slowed down and you softly smiled at him. 

“I’m here my love. I’m okay.” Draco nodded and pulled his hand away. He laid back down on his back and looked at the ceiling. You laid down on his chest, scotting yourself closer to him to lay on top of him. He wrapped an arm around you and turned himself over so that your head was in his chest. He kissed the top of your head and pulled you closer into him and sighed deeply. 

“Do you wanna tell me what the dream was about?” You asked. You heard Draco suck in a shaky breath before he said anything. 

“It was back during the war. When we had to split up. It was when I found you underneath the death eater. But, this time I couldn’t repel them off of you, this time, I couldn’t…I…You were dead.” You sighed as you remembered the contents from that day. All you could do was let Draco hold you, let him feel the beating of your heart and your steady breaths as you stroke his back. 

“I’m here Draco. You saved me, remember?” Draco smiled at you as he pulled you in closer to his body. 

“What if…Y/n what if I hadn’t saved you?” He asked. You felt the slight shiver in his voice and you knew how scared he was, even to think about it. But you just pulled yourself away, letting him look into your eyes as you smiled at him. 

“Draco. I know you. Never in a million years would you ever not save me. You always have and you always will.” 

“What if a day comes where I can’t get to you?  Where I’m don’t make it in time?” 

“Draco Lucius Malfoy. You always manage to make it just in time. Even so, I can hold my own until you come.” 

Draco laughed and kissed you before pulling you back into his chest. 

“And that you would Darling.” 

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[thehalfbloodedwitch]

Imagine Y/n being a new student at Hogwarts

Requested by- @photoarcarde

Meanings- Y/h/c= your hair color

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As soon as Y/n enrolled at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she was met with everyone's attention. As a new student in the middle of the academic year, they were all perplexed and stared at her while she approached the sorting hat, which thought for a moment before speaking out loud, "SLYTHERIN."

She entered the Slytherin common room, and Draco's eyes never left her because he was entranced by her beauty and grace. For a very long time, he wanted to be her friend. However, because of the constant taunting from his stupid friends and simply because of being a prideful little brat, he never spoke to her.

Theodore smirked, "Ha, he's at it again, looking at the new student eh." Mattheo laughed and added, "Don't have to answer that, your mouth stood wide when she literally stepped in." Draco blushed and whispered, "Shut up you two," before getting up and leaving the room.

The Malfoy Ball was an annual event that took place every once a year where the wealthy and pureblood families met at Malfoy Manor which on that occasion would be decorated with bright lights.

Draco had his hands crossed across his chest, his tie hanging loose, and his hair a little untidy as he stood at the front entrance. The majority of his friends would be drooling over their girls, and Draco didn't want to be a third wheel there, and he wasn't expecting anyone anyways.

Then Y/n came in, wearing a stunning, body-hugging wine-red dress that was made just for her. According to Draco, she had a goddess-like appearance. Draco approached her and extended his hand for her to take, asking, "May I?"

Draco immediately took her hand and dragged her in as soon as Y/n said, "Sure," placing his other hand on her waist. The moment they both began to move to the rhythm like professional dancers, the couple became the center of attention.

Draco grinned as he turned Y/n around and said, "Oh, how silly of me, I am Draco Malfoy," " And I am Y/n Y/l/n, pleasant meeting you Draco." Y/n said as they both completed their dance with an ending pose.

"I didn't know you were a good dancer Draco," said Y/n, "Oh honey, you don't know half the things I'm good at," he said while winking at her as Y/n laughed. The couple talked and talked for hours and hours to count and all Draco could think of was the butterflies in his stomach while she was around him.

After their time together at the ball came to a close, Y/n left with her parents, and Draco was eager to meet her at school and learn more about this Y/h/c beauty. Immediately after Y/n left, Draco heard someone behind him say, "I want all the details about you and Y/n, got it?" When he turned around, he saw Theodore, Mattheo, Blaise, Pansy, and Lorenzo all staring at him while some of them giggled. Draco laughed and said, "Yeah, fine," while scratching the back of his neck.

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[moiravim]

I Miss When We First Met: Chapter 18

YN Potter falls in love with Draco Malfoy. Along with that, her relationship with her brother, Harry begins to fall apart as she was sorted into Slytherin. Will Harry find out about the relationship between his enemy and his sister?

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Usually Harry, Neville, and Ginny were the only ones to send you letters. Which is why you were surprised when you received a letter in an unfamiliar envelope.

When you open the envelope you were shocked to see who it was from.

(Dear YN, I've come to realize that I'm in love with you. I've liked you since the day we met on the Hogwarts Express. I'm sorry that I couldn't be part of your life sooner. I've been keeping something from you. My father isn't a good person. He always has a watchful eye on me and I can't risk him finding out about you. He already hates you and your brother. He can't find out about my feelings for you. I wish our families got along. I wish I wasn't a Malfoy. But that's not possible. It's painful to hide these feelings from everyone. I'm thankful at least you can know now. Please meet me at the one-eyed witch secret passage way which leads to Hogsmeade on Friday after classes. Don't worry about food, Dinner is on me. We can talk about this all there, where no one can see us. Love, Draco.)

You knew you had to go. You've had a crush on him since first year. It was possible that it could have been a prank, but to you it was worth the risk.

You made sure to tell Neville and Ginny that you would be busy Friday. After classes you make your way over to the one-eyed whitch statue.

You enter the passageway and wait for Draco. "Hey, YN. I'm over here" You hear Draco say from behind you.

"Oh. Hey, Draco" You respond, nervously. "Now that we're alone, I need to talk to you about something really important." He states in a tone that makes you feel concerned.

"What's wrong, Draco?" You question him.

"The darklord is back, and my parents are death eaters, working for him." He states timidly.

You almost gasp as you hear those words leave his mouth. "Wait,what? He-who-must-not-be-named is back? How?"

"I don't know, my parents hold death eater meetings, and the darklord has been there talking with my parents." He states, looking into your eyes.

"What the hell, Draco, what does this have to do with me?" You question furiously.

"He wants to kill Harry... and also you." He says, breaking eye contact with you to put his head down in shame.

You look at him, a shocked expression on your face that then turns into a confused one. "Why would he want to kill me?"

Draco lifts his head back up before answering; "Uhh... because your James Potter's daughter?"

You look at him, almost laughing at his confused expression. "I'm adopted, Draco."

He looks at you, baffled, jaw slightly open in shock. "You're what?"

"I am adopted Draco. I am not related to Harry, I don't know who my real parents are. I was adopted by James and Lilly Potter when I was really young." You state

"Oh... well, I don't know why the darklord would want to kill you then..."

"It's alright, he probably doesn't know that I'm not actually related to Harry. You're the only person besides me and Harry to know that I'm adopted." You mumble as the two of you continue to walk to honeydukes.

You and Draco arrive at honeydukes and start to head upstairs so you can make your way to the three broomsticks.

You and Draco go to a quiet table towards the back so you are able to continue the conversation you guys were having earlier.

"So about the letter you wrote me... did you really mean what you said?" You question hopefully.

He avoids eye contact with you, looking all around the restaurant, completely avoiding your gaze. "Yes, YN, I really did mean what I said, I like you."

You feel your face heat up at his words. "Well, I like you too, Draco."

The two of you continued to eat your dinner, a comfortable silence taking over with the occasional chatter of the other people around you.

As the sun starts to set, both of you decide that it's time to head back to Hogwarts.

As you walk through the tunnel, you feel Draco's hand in yours.

You fave heating up as your hands interlock, walking through the tunnel in silence.

As you finally exit the tunnel dracos' hand, let's go of yours. You were about to question why, but he began to speak.

"We have to keep us a secret. If my parents find out I like someone related to Potter, they'll freak out." He states sadly, looking at you

"It's ok, I understand, I'll see you tomorrow, Draco." You say smiling softly at him before heading inside the castle, heading towards the Slytherin common room and into your room.

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[slytherin-girly]

Popular/ A Draco Malfoy x reader one-shot

House: Gryffindor or slytherin

Blood: half or pure

Warning:tw? I guess, reader if kind of in a depressive state?

Wc: 700+ give or take 🤷‍♀️

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{3rd person pov}

Y/n L/n. Y/n is one of the most popular girls at Hogwarts. She has goddess-like looks, shes kind, smart, anything a guy could possibly want. A lot of boys got their eye on her but she has an eye for one blond boy in particular. Draco Malfoy is his name. The slytherin prince, Y/n was crowned the princess of her house in fact (gryffindor or slytherin)

Everyone wanted to be Y/n. They never knew what went on behind every smile, every laugh. They knew nothing about her life. If her eyes could show her soul people would be surprised.

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Y/n was walking down to divination, the class she dreaded the most.

Although hearing all the different possibilities and ways you're going to die was a little much for her.

She'd been thinking about dropping the class since she thought it was a bunch of crap anyway.

But it was a reason to get things off her mind. A reason to get al the things going on in her head out for awhile.

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After all the classes Y/n went to the library to do some studying.

And maybe grab a book or two.

After studying for a little bit, she decided to grab a book on simple spells and charms.

But of course it was out of her reach.

"Need help darling," a male voice had said

"W-what?"

He had pressed his chest on her back reaching over her to grab the book on spells and charms.

If she wasn't a blushing mess right now, she didn't know what would make her blush.

"Was this the book darling?" Draco had questioned

"Uhm- y-yes it is. Thank you Draco." Y/n said smiling a bit

"No problem Y/n." He returned the smile and walked off somewhere.

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Y/n was at dinner and oddly enough the mail was late. It usually came around lunch.

She was sitting next to one of her only best friends. She was one of the only people who actually knew what was going on in y/ns life. They did live next to each other after all.

"Mail came in extremely late today." Valerie stated (yes I gave her a name so just go with it(: )

"Yeah it did." Y/n replied

She awaited for her owl, for something to come.

The owl dropped a few letters, one being a howler.

"I have to go valerie" y/n said grabbing her stuff, taking the letter with her to black lake.

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Once Y/n had gotten there she opened the howler speedily.

It was from her father.. uh oh Y/n thought. Mentally preparing for the worst.

"Y/n! M/n! L/n! Your grades should be way higher than this! I expected better of you! You are such a disgrace to the family name! I raised you better than this! And I told you to stop being friends with that girl valerie! Didnt I! She is a bad influence to you! Look at what she has done! Look at your grades! You are a pathetic excuse for a daughter."

Y/n had slumped down by a tree and watched as the letter ripe itself up.

She sighed bringing her knees up to her chest and hugging them.

She cried and cried and cried. She only wanted her father to be proud of her, sure she was rich and her life seemed perfect, but she lacked love. Her mother had left. But Y/n understood why now.

She had continued to cry until she had heard something behind her.

She quickly wiped her eyes and her cheeks and tried her best to stop weeping. But she couldnt really.

"H-hello? Is anyone t-there?" She asked standing up slightly

Out from behind the shadows came a boy with platinum blond hair. Draco.

"Are you okay Y/n?" He asked concern in his voice

"I uhm- heard the letter"

She said nothing, instead she went up to him and started hugging him tightly.

He was taken aback by this but he didnt complain. Getting hugged by his crush, he couldn't be happier.

Y/n had started crying again.

"I tried so hard d-draco a-and he's s-still not h-happy with m-me" Y/n weeped

"Hey hey it's okay darling, shhh stop crying"

"B-but I just w-want-" she was cut off by Draco's lips on hers

She was taken aback but she kissed back

"It's okay darling, he may just see a pathetic girl, but I see perfection, a ray of sunshine, I think that you're perfect just the way you are, you're smart, you're a literally goddess and if anyone thinks otherwise they are clearly out of their minds"

"Thank you Draco" Y/n said smiling slightly

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[slytherin-2-mychamber]

Our Little Secret

- Draco x slytherin reader

- Set just before final year (au no voldy)

- Reader is Goyles twin, always been very close with Draco, has a summer apart made them realise just how close?

- Warning: swearing, drinking, light light smut.

- Feel like this maybe has potential for a part 2, let me know what you think!

- 4K words

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Y/N Goyle was the twin sister of Gregory Goyle, despite being so close, always scheming together and causing mischief, they had their differences. Greg was brutish and clumsy, always getting himself in trouble, whereas Y/N was cunning and nimble, she never got caught, she was the master of playing innocent. It was no surprise to anyone when the Goyle twins were both sorted into Slytherin, the pair settled in perfectly. Y/N and Greg quickly made friends with people in their dorms, excelled in their classes (Y/N more than her brother) and both absolutely loved to break the rules when they could. They would sneak into the Forbidden Forest and let off fireworks, spike Filch’s drinks with home brewed potions, stay out after curfew any chance they got, but most of all the Goyle twins loved to party. They had a wonderful few years at Hogwarts and were now just a week away from starting their final year.

“Y/N come down here please” her mother shouted up the stairs, “You too Gregory”. The twins both appeared at their bedroom doors on opposite sides of the hallway, Y/N threw Greg a little wink, they both knew what that meant. It was on. They both set off running down the hallway, pushing past each other to try and get to the top of the stairs first, Y/N got there just before him and hurtled down the stairs, flinging herself off the bottom step.

“I win, I win!” she chanted, throwing in a fake evil laugh.

“Yeh, yeh, yeh - just this once.” he replied sarcastically.

“Merlin will you two take it easy” their mother snapped interrupting them, “are you both ready for the Malfoy Ball tonight? Suit ready? Dress picked out?” she asked.

“Yes mother” they responded in unison.

“Brilliant, now your lunch is ready in the kitchen, eat up and then go and get yourselves ready, we are leaving at five.” she instructed.

The Malfoy’s hosted their annual ball at the end of every summer, Y/N and Greg had been going for as long as they could remember and of course became very good friends with the Malfoys son, Draco, who was also sorted into Slytherin with them. You’d rarely find Draco without the Goyle twins by his side, especially Y/N, they spent every moment they could together - the pair would always ignore any rumours they were more than just friends, but Draco Malfoy didn’t treat anyone as kindly as he treated Y/N Goyle. This summer was the first in years that the twins hadn’t spent nearly everyday with Draco, causing havoc at Malfoy Manor. They had been away visiting family all summer, Y/N had missed Draco and found herself thinking about him a lot more than usual. She rushed through her food, and headed back upstairs to get ready, daydreaming about her reunion with Draco, hoping he might like her dress and maybe ask her to dance. She’d never really thought of Draco in that way, but the time apart made her wonder, wonder if there could be something more there, if maybe there had always been something more there but they both ignored it because of their friendship. Y/N admired her reflection in the mirror, she had opted for a dark green form fitted dress, it was made of the most luxurious velvet with intricate patterns sewn over the bodice, it hugged her body in all the right places and she knew she looked good. To finish off she chose a small silver heart necklace from her jewellery box to wear, Draco had got it for her as a birthday present the previous year, she hoped it might get his attention.

Before she knew it, it was five o’clock, time to leave. The family apparated to the huge doors of Malfoy Manor, where they were met by dozens of familiar faces, music pouring out of the entrance and small house elves collecting coats and ushering all the guests into the grand hall, which was decorated beautifully.

“Right we are off to mingle and hopefully find Narcissa and Lucius, we’ll see you two in a bit” their mother said, “Behave yourselves” she added sternly, before linking their fathers arm and disappearing off into the crowd towards some of their friends.

“Shall we get a drink?” Y/N asked Greg, prancing over to the bar, “Two fire whiskeys and soda please?”.

“I thought we were supposed to be behaving?” Greg chuckled.

“Oh come on just one, or two” she laughed, “Its a party after all!”

They grabbed their drinks from the bar and clinked glasses, “To our final year at Hogwarts” Greg toasted, Y/N cheered, taking a swig of her drink and pulling Greg in for a hug.

“Right I’m just going to the toilet, which might take a minute with this dress” Y/N joked, “keep an eye on my drink, maybe even order me another one if you fancy” she threw him a wink and headed off up the stairs to the bathroom.

“Goyle!” Draco called across the room, striding over to his friend who stood at the bar.

“Malfoy, its good to see you” Greg replied, wrapping his huge arms around Draco and giving him a hug, “It’s been too long buddy, I’ve missed you this summer!” he exclaimed.

“I know man, I missed you too, we usually spend everyday together, it was quiet here this summer without you and Y/N…” he paused for a moment and scanned the area, “Wait where is Y/N, she came right?” Draco enquired. He hadn’t realised until a summer without her, quite how much she meant to him - he thought about her all the time, how intelligent she was, how beautiful her laugh was….how beautiful she was. He had been counting down the days to the ball, just because he knew he’d finally get to see her again.

“Yes of course she is, she just went to the bathroom” Greg replied, “in fact there she is now” he pointed up the stairs towards his sister. Draco turned around and immediately met her gaze as she descended elegantly down the stairs, a coy smile appearing as she made her way towards him. His eyes traced up and down her figure and then back towards her piercing eyes, she looked incredible, Draco felt nervous for nearly the first time in his life, little did he know Y/N felt exactly the same.

“Draco! It’s so amazing to see you!” Y/N exclaimed, rushing over to him and throwing her arms around his neck, hoping he didn’t feel her heart practically bursting out of her chest at his touch.

“Y/N!” Draco wrapped his hands around her waist, “I’ve missed you” he whispered in her ear, sending shivers down Y/N’s spine.

“I’ve missed you too” she said quietly, Draco placed a light kiss on her head in response.

“You look wow…you look incredible” he said stepping back slightly and admiring her “I see you are wearing the necklace I got you” he said running his finger across her chest to meet the heart locket, his eyes locked with hers, in that moment they both felt an undeniable chemistry. A moment that Y/N had been imagining for weeks, which seemed to be going just how she planned until it was very quickly disturbed by Greg.

“Whats going on with you two?” Greg questioned.

“What do you mean Goyle?” Draco replied, reluctantly peeling himself away from Y/N.

“Whatever that was?” Greg added, gesturing towards them.

“Am I not allowed to hug my friend who I haven’t seen all summer?” Draco asked defensively.

“Well yeh but that seemed like more than just a hug, remember Malfoy, that’s my sister!” he exclaimed, causing Y/N to roll her eyes.

“Don’t be ridiculous Gregory, besides I can do as I please, so can Draco.” Y/N said sharply yet cautiously, she didn’t want to reveal her new found feelings to Draco just yet, until she knew the spark she felt wasn’t just one sided.

“I’m just saying my best friend and my sister, that would be a bit weird, besides other people are always saying there’s something going on with you two, so it’s not a crazy suggestion!” Greg stated firmly.

“Well there’s nothing going on, so just leave it.” Draco snapped, he felt flushed with guilt as his eyes met Y/N’s and he saw her confusion, he wanted to tell her how he really felt, but not like this.

“Right come on let’s get a drink” Y/N interjected, wanting to shift her mind and the conversation from her feelings towards Draco.

“Yes good plan!” Greg replied, immediately rushing to the bar to grab them some drinks. The three friends spent the next twenty minutes catching up and laughing, allowing the tension from the prior conversation to drift away. Y/N found herself zoning out slightly as the boys discussed Quidditch, she started thinking about Draco again, maybe she had misread the signs, especially given how irritate he was just by the mere suggestion from Greg they might be more than just friends.

Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by her mother appearing out of the crowd with a young man on her arm, Y/N recognised him from prior Malfoy Balls, although had never spoken to him.

“Y/N, I’d like you to meet Trenton Ironwood, his father works at the ministry with your father!” her mother said as she proudly presented her latest suitor for Y/N, her favourite past time at all these events was trying to find a handsome boy to push on her daughter.

“Y/N its a pleasure to meet you finally” he stepped forward, graciously taking her hand and placing a gentle kiss on her knuckles, before rising to meet her eyes “and may I say you look beautiful tonight.”

“Well thank you” Y/N replied bashfully, blushing slightly from his compliment, “it’s lovely to meet you too Trenton.” Out of the corner of her eye she could see Draco glancing back and forth between her and Trenton, tensing up slightly as they became familiar.

“Good to see you Ironwood!” Draco interrupted, stepping slightly in-front of Y/N and offering a handshake, “Thank you for coming this evening” he added coarsely, puffing his chest territorially to remind Trenton this was his home.

“Good to see you too Malfoy” Trenton responded, shaking Draco’s hand, then returning his attention to Y/N.

“I will leave you kids to it, make sure you have some food and not just drinks please” their mother said, noting the drink in her daughter and sons hands, “and you better both have a dance, you know it’s the proper thing to do at these types of events!” she added.

“Yes mother” the twins said in unison.

“So Y/N would you do me the honour of allowing me to accompany you for your first dance of the evening?” Trenton asked boldly and rather formally, which made Y/N cringe slightly but she still thought he seemed sweet. She glanced towards Draco, noticing he looked disappointed, she hoped he might jump in and ask her to dance instead, but he didn’t. Nothing was going as Y/N had pictured it, so she decided to accept his offer, “Thank you Trenton, that would be wonderful” she said slightly reluctantly, at least her mother wouldn’t bother her for the rest of the evening about dancing. She moved towards him allowing him to take her hand and lead her onto the dance floor, fighting with every inch of herself not to look back at Draco.

Draco watched as Y/N walked away through the crowd, he cursed himself internally, why hadn’t he been able to ask her that easily, or had the courage to stop her, call after her. All he’d thought about for weeks was reuniting with Y/N, touching her again, talking to her again, laughing with her again, his anger grew as he worried he might never be able to tell her how he feels.

“You alright Malfoy?” Greg asked noticing his grimaced face.

“That Ironwood, he’s a little sleaze, you ought to keep an eye on him Goyle! He has a different girl on his arm everytime I see him, Y/N deserves better!” Draco spat, his jealousy raging.

“It’ll be fine, you know Y/N, she can take care of herself” Greg chuckled nonchalantly, remembering the embarrassing ends of his sisters past suitors. “Besides since when do you care?” he enquired.

“I’ve always cared Goyle, she’s been my friend just as long as you have!” Draco snapped in response, swigging down his drink and grabbing a fresh one, Greg just watched him beginning to become more suspicious of both his friend and his sisters behaviour that evening. Draco scoured the dance floor looking for Y/N, then he saw her, with Trenton whispering in her ear, his hand placed in the small of her back, Dracos anger surged again.

“I’m going to get some fresh air, I’ll see you in a bit Goyle!” Draco said, storming off into the gardens.

Y/N regretted agreeing to dance with Trenton the moment he put his slimy hand around her waist a little too low. All he did was talk about himself, his education overseas at Durmstrang, how amazing he was at quidditch, Y/N found herself zoning out very quickly, offering the odd smile and hum to fake interest. Every chance she got she glanced over to Draco, wishing she was dancing with him instead, he looked agitated, perhaps he wished the same, she just needed to talk to him alone and find out. Her thoughts were quickly interrupted by Trenton suddenly leaning in and whispering in her ear,

“You know, my house isn’t far from here we could head back there and have our own fun” he smirked at her suggestively. Y/N pulled herself away from him, shocked that he would be so brazen, she officially hated this guy.

“No thank you Trenton, if you’ll excuse me I have to be…anywhere else, have a nice evening!” she stated calmly, pushing past him leaving him standing alone. She turned her attention to where her brother and Draco had been standing, and noticed Draco storming off towards the back exit, instinctively she raced after him, following him into the dark of the night.

“Draco!” Y/N shouted, just catching up to him at the bottom of the path, “Draco whats wrong?” she asked grabbing his wrist, shifting him to face her.

“Nothing I just… it doesn’t matter, I’m just not enjoying the party very much is all” he stammered hesitantly, staring towards the floor, surely he couldn’t risk saying how he felt, it could change everything about his friendship with Y/N and Greg.

“You looked angry when I saw you leaving, did someone annoy you?” Y/N questioned further, she’d known Draco her whole life, she could tell when he was lying.

“No, no, just leave it Y/N I’m fine! Go back to dancing with Ironwood!” he snapped, pulling away from her again and heading down into the gardens.

“Stop lying Draco, I know you better than anyone!” she called, following close behind him, “besides I don’t want to dance with Trenton, he’s a creep!” she added, he ignored her and carried on striding further into the darkness of the gardens away from the house, Y/N couldn’t bare the longing and confusion any longer, she knew she had to tell him how she felt. “If you won’t tell the truth about how you feel, I’ll tell the truth about how I feel” she blurted out, Draco suddenly stopped and turned to face her, still without a word.

It was now or never she thought to herself, so fuelled with adrenaline and Fire Whiskey she began to speak again,

“You’re all I’ve thought about for the past eight weeks and all I’ve wanted was to come here tonight and dance with you, tell you how much I missed you and how much you make me smile, how much I love when you bring waffles to my dorm on Saturday mornings and we share them under my covers and how I don’t want you to share your waffles with anyone else..just me.” Y/N tailed off quietly realising Draco still hadn’t responded, just as she began to panic thinking she shouldn’t have said anything, he strode over, his lips smashing into hers. All the tension of the summer melted from underneath them both, as they leaned in to each other, becoming more passionate by the minute. Draco pulled away slightly leaving his head resting on hers staring into her eyes, a small smile appearing on his face.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do that” he whispered.

“I hope I didn’t disappoint” Y/N giggles, placing another gentle kiss on his lips.

“You could never disappoint me Y/N” his hand wrapped around her waist pulling her in for a kiss again, Y/N ran her hand through his hair, causing Draco to moan lightly, Y/N’s knees went weak from his response, she’d waited for what felt like a lifetime for this moment.

“Does this mean you feel the same?” she asked quietly, smiling sweetly at him.

“Of course! exactly the same and more! I can’t imagine every loving someone the way I love you!” he exclaimed - pausing as he realised what he just said, his eyes met Y/N’s nervously.

“I love you too” she whispered, kissing him again.

“And for the record I would never share my waffles with anyone but you, ever!” Draco added with a chuckle, Y/N giggled as well, snuggling into his neck, his arms still tight around her, wishing they could just stay there forever, in their little bubble.

But sadly that bubble was quickly burst by the sound of Greg shouting for them both down the garden. “Y/N, Draco, where are you?” Greg’s voice bellowed, slowly getting closer. Y/N instinctively pushed Draco away,

“What are you doing?” Draco questioned, failing to grab her wrist as she backed away a little further.

“You heard what Greg said earlier, I don’t want to annoy him, you’re one of his best friend and I’m his sister, he’ll think it’s too big of a risk, that we would ruin our friendship group. He can’t know, not yet!” Y/N whispered a panicked look in her eye, Draco nodded understandingly.

“There you both are!” Greg cheered appearing round the corner, the giant grin on his face quickly falling as he saw the suspicious looks on both of their faces, “Whats going on?” he asked sternly.

“Nothing, I was just out here to get away from Trenton and then bumped into Draco” Y/N responded innocently.

“Yes, and I just came out for some fresh air, I already told you that Goyle” Draco added.

“Hmm..okay well whatever..” he responded seemingly unconvinced “Just come back inside, I’m bored standing around by myself, let’s get fucking drunk!” he exclaimed, before heading back up the path, Draco and Y/N following a little bit behind.

“It’s our secret for now okay?” Y/N whispered quietly.

“I will try my best, but I’m not sure I’ll be able to resist kissing you, now I know I can” Draco teased, winking at her.

“Draco!” she mimicked a gasp, “you have to promise me!” she pleaded.

“Okay, okay, I promise!” he said, smiling at her cheekily.

“Thank you” she mouthed, as they arrive back at the house, where Greg was holding the back door open, staring them both down and he noticed them whispering again.

The trio headed straight to the bar where they remained for the majority of the night, apart from the occasional dance when the band played songs Y/N actually knew. They chatted about their summers, gossiped about people from school and got extremely drunk, Draco and Y/N occasionally swapping smirks and lustful looks slyly, but overall managing to keep their new found mutual feelings under wraps.

“Gregory, Y/N are you ready to go?” her mother asked, wandering across to where they stood, with their father, Narcissa and Lucius following behind.

“Yes mother” the twins responded.

“Thank you for a wonderful night Narcissa, and you Lucius” their mother said embracing her friends.

“You’re very welcome Cassandra, thank you for coming! Draco go and fetch their coats from the room upstairs!” Narcissa ordered, Draco nodded, heading off upstairs.

“I’ll come and help!” Y/N called, rushing after him as calmly as she could. They soon found themselves in one of the guest rooms where all the coats were hung, alone again, they couldn’t keep off each other for even a second once the door closed behind them. Draco moved quickly towards her, his arms wrapping around her gently as he kissed her, she returned his affections passionately - lips locked for as long as possible.

“I have to go” Y/N whispered beginning to pull away slowly, leaning back in once or twice to peck Draco again.

“I wish you didn’t” Draco responded, reluctantly letting her go, and turning to gather her family’s coats, “I told you I wouldn’t be able to resist kissing you” he chuckled.

“Well you are going to have to try, especially once we are back at Hogwarts, one person sees us and the whole school will know! Including Greg!” she said pulling on her coat.

“Okay okay” he paused for a moment in thought, “how about this - we can meet in the astronomy tower, no one ever goes up there! We need a code word or a signal? For whenever we want to meet up!” he rambled.

“I mean I guess it’s not a bad idea, I’m definitely not going to stop thinking about you, so I’m not sure I’d be able to go even a day without seeing you” she giggled taking her mothers coat from his arms and placing another kiss on his lips.

“Me neither, so it needs to be something subtle if we are going to be doing it 24/7” he laughed.

“I don’t think we need a signal or a code word, I’ll know when I look in your eyes and you’ll know when you look in mine” Y/N said sweetly.

“You’re right” Draco replied, kissing her one more time before opening the door for her. They headed back downstairs quietly, both struggling to hide their beaming smiles as they met their parents and Greg by the front door.

“There you both are!” Narcissa exclaimed.

“Sorry mother, there were just so many coats up there” Draco lied quickly, handing Greg and Y/Ns father their coats, smilingly innocently at them both as he did.

“Here you are mother” Y/N said helping her mother put her coat on, playing the virtuous daughter as well as usual. They all began saying their goodbyes, exchanging hugs and hand shakes.

“We’ll see you next week Malfoy, back to Hogwarts!” Greg said, pulling Draco in for a hug.

“Yes I’ll meet you on the platform” Draco responded to Greg, before moving to hug Y/N, “I’ll see you next week Y/N” he said loudly, “and I am thoroughly looking forward to it” he whispered lustfully in her ear. And with that Y/Ns father ushered his family out the door and apparated them home.

The night had started out slightly bumpy, and she knew Draco and her had a lot to work out, but it seems like Y/N might get her happily ever after in the end.

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