Our Addiction || Draco Malfoy x Reader

choices that dont even matter

Y/n pov:

    "Time to go!" Ginny yells, banging on Percy's door.

I sit up to find Fred's arm wrapped around my waist with his head nudged into my neck.

He's holding me the same way Draco did at the astronomy tower.

I flush as Fred lifts his head. His looks up at me with wide eyes with an embarrassed grin. Since when is Fred embarrassed?

He parts his lips but is soon interrupted by Ginny barging in by opening the wooden door.

She narrows her eyes at me and Fred slides his from behind me away. I sit up and smooth my hair behind my ears.

Her tongue glides along the inside of her cheek and she states calmly, "It's time. To go."

Once she leaves Fred stands up taking his wand. Only minutes after all of my belonging sit neatly in the trunk. I tighten my lips together, what even happened last night?

Fred leans against the bed and stares up at me, "What did you take last night, Y/n?"

I swallow, remembering me raiding Percy's bathroom for any potion I could get my hands on.

"I'll replace them. I swear."

His mouth falls open, "I'll replace whatever you took but I need to know what."

"I don't know, Fred." I nod embarrassed. I barely even remember. "It was assortment of things. House hold potions."

"I'll replace them tonight." His voice is quiet. He's never like this.

We return down the stairs of the burrow for me to leave once again. Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, and George stand with Molly. George stands by Ron whispering something in his ear. Ron turns bright red and eyes Hermione.

"How did you sleep?" Hermione asks.

Small talk. I'm back to small talk.

"I slept really well. I was very tired from traveling back and forth." I lie.

Fred looks at me biting his lip in thought. George looks from Fred and I in concern.

I'm just returning to Draco. Why should I even go back? Why hadn't I considered the factor of running like Fred told me to in the first place?

I already know why unfortunately. I want to see him again. No matter how much it hurts, I do want to see all of them.

After saying my goodbyes I run to the kitchen for a glass of water. They will all be there when I get back, there's no escaping that.

I breath in deeply staring out of the window. I will have to talk to Draco. I won't have a choice. He won't want his secret getting out to Harry.

"Y/n," Harry's voice calls out. The sound of the door closing soon follows it. "I've been wanting to talk to you."

I nod for him to go on. I've barely spoken a word to him in way too long.

"Since you're close with Zabini," He pauses, obviously noticing me suck in a breath at his name. "Well, I know Zabini is close with Malfoy and... I want you to get info on him for us."

I swallow. How do I possibly explain I can't talk to any of them without the exception of what has been going around behind my back?

"Why?" I ask.

Play dumb.

Harry sighs, "I would much rather you stay away from him but we think he can be a death eater."

I hold in a breath. Do I protect Draco?

'They call themselves the D.A. It's repulsive. They don't stand a chance.'

"I don't talk to Draco much, but he would never become a death eater." I assure him.

Harry opens his mouth to say something but closes again. "Just let any of us know if you hear anything. It can save lives, Y/n. Including yours."

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I alone in my dorm, once again.

As soon as we arrived back at Hogwarts I hurried to my room for the day. I unpacked all of my things  by hand and left Fred's beanie baby, Draco's necklace, and Draco's journal for last.

I can't bare settling into searching throughout those items that were non-existent in my brain two weeks ago. Before when everything seemed too perfect to be true. I mean yes, Draco and I were a secret but we were happy.

I haven't even spoken to Blaise since he disappeared yesterday with hot chocolate in his hand and the thoughts of all of us finally having the 'sleepover' he's been talking about since the beginning.

And why haven't I even thought about the fact that they were at the Malfoy Manor this entire time.

But I guess I couldn't think about that when all of a sudden Draco suddenly should seem scary and evil. Except I can't bring myself to believe it. Even when for the past six years of my life he was evil and terrifying.

It was when I couldn't even imagine spending more time with the people in Slytherin than the golden trio, well, ever. I never pictured the fact that last night I slept with Draco in his guest room right next to his bedroom with our legs tangled together and his my head resting on his chest. As long as I forgot about the part of Theo kissing me and knowing my life with them was about to unfold in a flash, it seemed amazing.

But here I am, sitting in my dorm with the beanie baby, Draco's necklace, and his journal all in front of me sitting on my covers.

I do love Draco's necklace and the beanie baby was only a present from Fred. It seemed more than that though.

I pick up the stuffed animal first.

The Astronomy tower. It reminds me of the night Draco brought me up to the tower after catching Blaise and I.

How perfect.

He kissed me that night. I had been so confused. I barely knew him. The bully I once knew seemed quiet and bothered, not cocky. I knew that this year would be different then.

I really wish it would stop bringing back up these memories that seemed to only make me feel worse. These happy memories didn't feel so happy anymore, they just made me sadder.

Which seemed like the exact opposite of what it was supposed to do.

My door swings open and I jump from my bed.

"Y/n," a single voice calls but many feet shuffle.

I turn to see two boys standing at my door in a function of chaos.

Blaise and Theo.