Draco Malfoy Imagines

give that back (remastered)

Hello loves!!

Here is my very first Draco imagine and I hope you guys like it!!

Pairing - Draco Malfoy x Reader (I almost typed Tom holland loll)

Warnings - fluff

Summary - while sick you sneak Draco's clothes (from his drawers, not his body that's weird...) and he gets mad 

~Draco's POV~
    I was totally exhausted as I slump my way up the steps to the common room.  I give the password and the door to the dungeons swings open.  Blaise is on the couch reading, and Theo works on homework.

    "What's with you Malfoy?" Blaise asks, his eyes following me as I throw my stuff onto the couch.  I shoot him a snarl.

    "Shove off Zabini.  This day was long and exhausting," I, throwing off my robes, and running a hand through my hair. Theo snorts, and I shoot him a look.

    "What?" I snap, sauntering over to him.  Blaise has a playful smirk on his face.

    "Your girlfriend's been annoying all day.  She's been up there coughing and groaning.  Asked me to get her water, gosh, I don't know how you can handle her," he scoffs with a shake of his head and goes back to his work.  I blink at him a few times and shoot Zabini a 'he's serious right' look. Zabini nods, setting his book down and seeing how this unfolds.

    I turn back to Theo, my face dark and in a scowl.

    "What did you say about her?" I snarl.  Theo blinks a few times before he realizes that he actually did something wrong.

    "Oh... n-nothing," he stutters, trying to save himself.  I shake my head with the scowl still painted on my face.

    "You don't talk about my girlfriend like that, okay?  Next time you do that, it'll be your last," I threaten, my nose inches from his face.  Theo nods a few times in fear.  I glare at him, just to let the fear settle in.  I crash all his work to the floor, stomping off to my dorm.

    I throw open the door, pacing around in anger.  He doesn't have the right to talk about my girlfriend like that!! God, were people so shallow!? 

    I was burning with anger, until my eyes darted around, and landed on the lump in my bed I stopped pacing, furrowing my brows, and slowly approached.  I realize the lump in my bed is Y/n sleeping.  I smile a bit, as I watch her laying on her side, snuggled into my pillows.  She looks so peaceful, her side rises and falls with every gentle breath she takes.  I crouch down next to the bed, laying my chin on my hands just to watch her.

    My poor angel was sick today and looks like she sneaked up to my room to get some sleep.  I was a prefect and had my own bedroom, and she snuck up here sometimes.

    Then I furrow in realization.  I blink a few times and realize what she's wearing.

    She has on a gray t-shirt of mine, and is using my Quidditch sweatshirt as a pillow, her face, nuzzled into it.

    How dare she steal my clothes, they were my clothes!!

    I jump up, slowly taking the covers off to see her wearing my gray sweatpants, and my socks!! What was this?!  I shake my head at her and climb on the bed behind her.  I shake her.

    "Hey!" she whines, snuggling into the pillow more, a pout on her face.

    "Wake up!  Hey, you wake up now!" I order, poking her side.  Y/n yelps again, rolling over to face me.  She snuggles back into my sweatshirt, a pout, and scowl on her face.