Our Addiction || Draco Malfoy x Reader

shes back

Draco pov:

I lay in my bed awake. I hadn't spoken to Theo since he walked out of the library, and I wondered if he will come out of his room today.

I just hope he didn't find out about Pansy, or Pansy didn't tell him.

I sit up. My mark sits in the light that shines golden into my room. Almost like the bright day is torturing me.

Yes, I'm excited to be back with Y/n at Hogwarts. But am I really even back with her when I can barely talk to her in public? And then when I'm with her I'm just teasing her as she melts under my fingers.

I can never actually talk to her. Not about the things that matter.

Theo opens the door to my room with a condescending smiles on his face, "Up lover boy. Your girlfriend is here."

"What?" I ask.

Y/n can't be here. How would she even-

"Just drink the stupid vile or throw jumper over your mark." He nods to it and throws a vile my way.

"You fucking did not. We all told you-"

"A little too late for that, right?" He smiles, almost proud of himself. "She's downstairs with Blaise and Pansy."

I drink the vile with no choice. I wasn't supposed to start drinking it for another two days.

How could he actually bring her here? He isn't that stupid?

"You invited her to my house. When I can't even talk to her?" I spit coldly.

"Of course you can talk to her-"

I stop him. "Pansy. She's here. Merlin, how idiotic can you be?"

He huffs, "Just get down stairs."

"Do I really have a choice?" I question, but the room was already empty with my dark mark dissolving only into invisible pain.

I throw on a Slytherin crew neck fast and don't even bother changing my pants. Pansy and her are probably already on the floor in a cat fight.

Images of Y/n toying with Pansy run through my mind with both of their hair down flipping from shoulder to shoulder. "It's only fucking 8am, Draco." I mutter to myself.

"Oh good morning Draco." Pansy says sweetly. She walks to me blocking any view that would let me know if anyone else was sitting in the room. She trails her fingers along my neck but I only roll my eyes. Y/n could be anywhere.

Y/n's voice scoffs behind us, "Can you both cut the PDA for two seconds? It's not easy keeping my breakfast down after traveling by floo, already."

I don't even know what Theo wrote on the letter, do I tell her I didn't even want her here?

"Nice of you to drop in, I suspect you'll be leaving as soon as you spit in my food?" I ask, but I couldn't hold a slight smile.

She holds three bags. All of them threatening to fall off of her shoulders. Her hair is a mess and unbrushed.

I somehow blush.

"Well of course, I hope you don't mind if I hold on the spitting in food thing though? I would love to try gourmet Mac and cheese first." She rolls her eyes and all of the bags fall to the croak of her elbow.

Blaise slides to her in socks on the wood floor and take them, "I guess I'll put them in your room." Once he falls back behind her he looks at me, obviously not knowing which room.

Pansy laughs, "So will you be staying for the next two nights?"

"Of course not, only until I'm able to eat the Mac and cheese and spit in the rest of the food."