Draco Malfoy x Reader fics

Do You Understand Me?

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Request: can you do draco x slytherin reader? girl is also rich pureblood so they have been best friends since they were kids. girl finds out that draco got dark mark and that he has been feeling bad and lost. she wants to get dark mark too, so he won't be alone, but draco is protesting. in the end he convinces her not to do it and they confess their feelings for each other. :)

Warnings: Yelling, sad Draco :(

Y/N/N: Your nickname

The ballroom was overly elegant, beautifully decorated wallpaper coated the room. Several chandeliers hung high above the masses of people, intricate patterns were traced on the ceiling, forming drawings that were delicately outlined with shades of gold and silver. Music drifted through the large room, filling the space, allowing the atmosphere to become eccentric, enticing everyone towards the dance floor. The men adorned expensive black suits and slicked back hair, while the women wore fitted, floor length gowns, jewels around their neck, hair perfectly set to frame their youthful faces. Your hand was placed on Draco's forearm as he led you down the flight of stairs, towards the edge of the dancing bodies.

"This is so exciting, Draco! Thank you for inviting me," You exclaimed, excitement laced in your voice as you looked up towards Draco. His family was invited to a gathering and he didn't have anyone else to bring and he immediately thought of you. Being best friends from your youth, how could you turn it down. Dancing with your best friend couldn't get any better.

His eyes were unsure, his smile faltering as he watched the groups of people below.

"Yeah." Draco sighed, his voice quiet, eyes scanning the room; observing. Shaking his head, he turned to you. "I'll get us some drinks, okay? You stay here, I'll be right back."

You nodded in agreement, loosening your grip on his arm as he left your side. You turned left and right, absorbing the enthralling scene that took place before you. Your dress followed your legs as you made your way past everyone.

Almost too caught up in your dazed state, you failed to realize the tutting sound that was slowly approaching you. Before you knew it, a girl, slightly taller than you, tanned, with long black hair stood in front of you, staring. Broken away from the ballroom, you turned to lock eyes with her.

"Excuse me, can I help you?" You questioned, slightly confused by the stranger's sudden appearance. She rolled her eyes, somehow offended you didn't know who she was.

"Malfoy is quite the fella." Her eyes flickered up and down you, before holding her hand to her mouth, sneering. Her following words were demeaning. Your eyes scrunched as she continued to speak. "What's a girl like you, doing around a guy like him? Hm?"

"Sorry, but who exactly are you?" You inquired once again, head shaking in confusion.

"Heather. Malfoy and I go way back." She boasted, her high-pitched voice sending a chill down your spine. Her eyes raised as she clicked her tongue. "Who are you?"

Heather? You've known Draco all your life and you've never heard of a Heather.

"I'm his best friend and I've never heard of you. I guess you weren't that important," You smirked as her mouth fell agape at your remark.

Draco slowly returned with two glasses of champagne in his hand, handing one to you. Thanking him, you grabbed it as he slid an arm around your waist. He had yet to acknowledge Heather.

"You've wandered quite far, the dancing will begin soon," He breathed smiling.

Heather cleared her throat, getting irritated by her presence remaining ignored. "Well hello there, Draco Malfoy. Long time no see," she said.