Complicated Love Draco x reader

Uncertanty

I dead ass read through the script AGAIN and the timing and events is even more fucked with tha  I thought DX I'm like oh YEAH theres a snow scene bUT I DONT REMEMBER A SNOW SCENE NANI WHEN WAS THIS. So I scroll down to dead ass find that I skipped the devianation scene.😤 I'm so angie. You know what I got like 0 reads so far it doesnt matter XD heres the new script it wasnt supposed to minic every detail in the first place, its 2 am-- I'm trying- have at it. Low key starting to think the script is lyin to me but despite my mistakes I hope you continue to enjoy the story <3

After a few rounds of Wizards chess the two of you gazed up at the clock, the trip at Hogsmeade was over and the students should be returning any moment now just in time for their next class. He looked just about done with the Medical wing, he didnt seem the type to enjoy being here. He seemed Annoyed, frusterated. I thought about it for a moment, glancing at him a few times before I decided to speak up. "Bones are rather tricky, even for Professors in the medical profession.." you started "You're telling me, I wish they'd bloody fix it." He responded, "It takes multiple treatments, each with the utmost precision, one flaw and it could make the injury worse.. that being said- if you'll let me- I can fix your arm- but you cant tell anyone." You spoke a shy yet serious demeanor about you.

"You think I'm going to let you risk making it worse?" He asked, "My father was so worried about my well being he taught me alot about healing spells.. do you trust me..?" You asked. He seemed to ponder about it, "We could always wait here until you get all of your treatments.." you seemed to buy him with your last comment and carefully showed you his arm. "My father will hear about this if you mess up, (Y/n)." He said in a huff.

But he trusted you.. you closed your eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath and slowly letting it out. Tuning out every little thing around you except for you and him. You couldn't feel his gaze anymore. The silence in which you could hear a pin drop became deafening. Hyper-focused you took your wand out and traced over the fractures and damaged tissue in his arm. A feint glow of white light emitted from your wand, illuminating brighter under his skin- which was blocked by the very cast he wore. Your movements were precise, intricate. You hadn't even realized you had uttered the spell that you used to do this. It was only when you were done did you realized this and all sensation came back to you.

The room burst with color, objects and lights that you had blocked out to focus flooded your senses instantly. He moved his arm about in surprise as all pain ceased, it was as if it never happened. He couldnt believe but when he caught you smiling he played it off, "Better?" You asked with a smirk and raised brows, "It's okay for your first year, (Y/n)."

Even if he was playing it off, you couldnt help but smile, "Come on, let's go to class." You said, pulling him out of bed. You waited in the hall for him to get dressed before going to your next class. It was Divination, taught by Professor Trelawney, a peppy woman, one you were also familiar with as she helped take care of you and teach you when your father was sent to Azkaban. She greeted you with a harm embrace, looking you over, "Ah, (Y/n).. looo at how you've grown..!" She fondled over you, lightly gripping your arms as she fiddled about your freatures. You didnt mind, it had been quite some time since you had seen her as well. A tinge a pink crested your cheeks as you became the center of attention.

Draco cleared his throat in slight annoyance. It caught professor Trelawney's attention in which she fought herself to go back to teaching her class. Sensing her hesitance you gripped her shaking hands in your own, "Its good to see you soon, Professor Trelawney." You gave her hands a firm squeeze before going to sit at your table.

You were seated with Pansy. You received alot of apologetic glances from those around you. "I see you're around my Draco alot. You better stay away from him, he's mine." You blinked a few times at her words as the conversation seemed to come out of nowhere. "No, no, it's not like that, were just friends. You have nothing to worry about Pansy." You reassured in a sweet tone. A tone that caught her off gaurd. She huffed, "Well, good." She said.

Professor Trelawney had given everyone a cup with a tea leaf in it, as you were waiting for yours to set you struck up a conversation with her, "How long have you been together?" You asked, the question seemed to catch her off gaurd. "Since second year." She answered, "That's so sweet, what drew you too him?" You asked. Once again the question caught Pansy off gaurd, "You know, his smile, his face, his hair, hes just perfect in every way like that." Facination drew in your eyes as you heard her talking, making her uncomfortable. She found it difficult to be mean and stand off ish towards you. "You must be so lucky Pansy, to find your love in school like this. With everything going on.. I could only hope to be as lucky as you." You complimented her in ways she only thought she deserved until now. There was a hesitant guilt in her eyes.

When professor Trelawney stopped by your table to ask of your findings you looked at your cup, puzzled. "I Dont remember this being in the books--." You said as you flipped through the one at your table, "That's becuase it's not suppose to be my dear.. that's the mark of murder."

I could feel the strength drain from my body, leaving me breathless, lightheaded. "(Y/n), dear you feeling alright?" She asked. You tried to stand, showing that you were alright but you practically collapsed. Only being saved from the floor by the professor herself. There was a loud ringing in your ears, dulling out their voices. After almost killing the entire class with your boggart.. now someone is actually going to die... becuase of you.. your face grew pale and your eyes lacked focus. Your legs continued to feel like rubber and your mind could barely register the panic that has festured around you. The rest of your strength left your legs and the Professor could no longer keep you off of the ground. You slowly kneeled, your knees touching the cold stone floor felt numb and warm compared to the cool and lightness in your skull.