Harry Potter Imagines

Draco-love and war

Warnings: Pansy
Ravenclaw!reader
Lovegood!reader

You walk out of charms. "So, Lovegood, why were you staring at Draco?" Pansy asks, pushing you.

You turn around. "Because I can. Ravenclaws aren't just books and smarts, you know. Don't mess with me."

"Oh, you think he'd like you? That's adorable! But its just a fantasy, Lovegood." Pansy says, a smirk finding its way to her face.

"How about we make a bet? The Yule ball is in a month. If you can get Draco to go with you, I'll step down. If I can get him to go with me, then you shut the fuck up and leave me alone, okay? Because, goddamnit, I am sick of your bullshit." You say, staring into her green eyes.

"Deal. One month? Easy." She says, shaking your hand.

"Just remember, all is fair in love and war. Except telling Draco about this bet." You say.

"Whatever, fine."

You walk away, trying to make a plan. Draco didn't even know you existed.

~the next day~

You walk into potions class, and take your usual seat in front of Draco and his friend Goyle.

You had swapped up your regular clothes under your robes, from a knee length skirt and navy blue tights to a pair of black tights and your regular white button up crop top. It didn't matter though. Nobody would notice your wardrobe change.

Pansy walks into class, and walks past Draco, flicking his head. "Hey," she says to him.

He smiles at her. "Seriously? Hey."

You sigh. You were definitely going to lose.

"Does anyone know what one of the main ingredients in liquid luck would be?" Snap asks, taking forever to ask the question.

Your eyes widen and your hand shoots up, begging to answer the question.

"Miss Lovegood?" Snape says.

"Ashwinder egg, horseradish, and squill bulb." You answer confidently.

"Good. At least a couple of students pay attention." Snape says.

You can hear Draco scoff behind you. "Know it all."

You whisper back, smirking. "Spoiled rich boy."

You can practically sense his smirk. "Fiesty, huh? Nice to know not all Ravenclaws are a bore."

You turn around and wink. "Some of us are the opposite of boring, bleach blonde."

You can feel Pansy's eyes glaring at your head, and Hermoine nudges your arm.

"What are you doing?" She whispers scoldingly.

You shrug. "Nothing, why?"

"Seriously Y/N, you shouldn't mess with Draco like that."

"Pansy and I made a bet. I have to!" You say.

"And what bet did you make?" Hermione asks.

"Whichever one of us can get Draco to take us to the yule ball wins. If i win, she never messes with me again. If she wins, I forget about my feelings for Draco." You explain.

"Y/N that's stupid." Hermione says.

"That's what you think." You say, and go back to taking notes.

~after class~

You walk out, and an arm slips around your waist. "Astronomy tower, 7p.m. sharp." Draco whispers in your ear sternly, and walks away when you nod