entangled || Draco Malfoy x Reader

Padma Patil

"Wake up, bestie."

You arose from your bed after being jumped by your dorm mate, Padma Patil. Her knees banged into your thighs. It was a sight you weren't used to seeing every morning. "Padma, what are you doing?" you moaned sleepily.

A pile of clothes were dropped onto your bed, consisting of a robe, sweater, collared shirt, skirt, socks, and tie on top. The everyday uniform at Hogwarts. You dreaded wearing a blasted skirt every morning. "You were late to breakfast, which means you're going to be late for Charms, of course," she exclaimed, obviously stressed that this was the second time this week you woke up late.

"What day of the week is it? Monday? Wednesday?" you asked.

"Y/N," Padma said, disappointed, "it's Tuesday."

"Oh. Yes, right," you said with a sigh. You rolled out of bed and began changing into your Ravenclaw uniform. From the corner of your eye, you notice your dorm mate reached into her pocket.

"I brought you toast and bacon," Padma said, holding out a napkin.

"I was up late last night practicing Harry's spells," you groaned as a piece of toast hung from your mouth while tugging on your knee-high socks. "Thank you, Padma."

You ran to the restroom, quickly brushing your hair and throwing it into a messy ponytail. You gave your teeth a perfunctory brush and took a quick swig of mouthwash. Nothing wakes you up quicker than a rushed breakfast and half-assed morning routine.

"You owe me!" Padma yells distinctly as she prepares to leave for Charms first.

"I know, I know," you called back. "I'll see you in the classroom!" You walked back into the bedroom, taking your wand off of the nightstand and clenching it between your teeth. You've gotten used to the taste of wood by now. You slip your trainers and robe on, then hastily grab the napkin Padma left on your bed for you.

Luckily, you packed your bag for today the night before. You threw your messenger bag of today's supplies over your head and ran out of the door. You arranged yourself on the way to the Charms classroom, sliding your wand into your bag and quickly eating your small breakfast.

You passed by many students in the corridors, even bumping into a few of them. But none of them caught your eye like Draco Malfoy. He made eye contact with you, scoffing at your haphazard appearance. You rolled your eyes and flipped him the bird.

Across the room was Padma, relieved you made it to class minutes before Flitwick started lecturing. You collapsed into your seat, then began pulling out your utensils for the class. You waved at the Gryffindors across from you.