Harry Potter Imagines

How much he loves her D.M

The halls of Hogwarts are buzzing loudly with the chatter of adolescent witches and wizards enjoying their lunch as Draco makes his way to the courtyard, his own Slytherin pal, Blaise Zabini strutting along his side. They make it to their destination rather quickly, students immediately clearing out of the way for the two, not daring to interrupt their path.

There's a permanent scowl painted across Draco's features as he strides outside, glancing around in search of a certain y/h/c haired Slytherin, the third and final instalment of his serpentine trio.

Blaise is quick to take notice of the shifts in Draco's gaze, a malicious smile forming on his lips. "Are you looking for y/l/n, Malfoy? What, am I not good enough company for you?" He taunts the blonde, silently preparing himself for the reaction he knows he's about to get.

Draco whips himself around, his notorious scowl still donning his sculpted face. "Shut your bloody mouth, Zabini." he grunts, grey eyes narrowing as he observes his friend, intent on making sure he doesn't say something he shouldn't. If Blaise acknowledges the message Draco is conveying through his eyes, he certainly doesn't act like he does.

"You know," he continues, "under regular circumstances I would be offended I'm not the favorite, but considering you're madly in love with the witch-" and it is all he can do not to yelp when Draco slaps his hand over hos mouth, eyes hard and forgiving.

"I told you to shut it, Zabini," he warns. Blaise in return throws his hands up in surrender, and Draco only backs off when he's positive the bloke won't let anything else spill through his lips. "Do you know where y/n is or not?"

Blaise's expression softens slightly, his gaze falling on a spot over Draco's shoulder before making it's way back to his friend. "Where do you think she is?" he replies, and though his voice is only a whisper now, Draco is positive he would be able to detect the pity in it from miles away. His harsh expression drops instantly and he spins around swiftly, eyes immediately locking what Blaise had seen over his shoulder and-oh.

Oh.

Green had always been Draco's favorite color.

And now he can feel the envy oozing from his pores, because when Draco turns around, he's met with the sight of her, only she's sitting on a bench, body wrapped up in the arms of Ronald Weasley, and laughing gloriously as he presses feather light kisses all over her face.

Under any other circumstance, the sound of y/n's laughter would bring an effervescent smile to Draco's lips, a glimmering twinkle to his eyes. He'd never tell anyone, but he always did have a soft spot reserved for just her.

However, in the moment Draco is not the one responsible for the sound of her giggles filling the air and he has come to the conclusion that he would rather be transfigured into that wretched ferret for the rest of his life than to ever see y/n y/l/n canoodling with any man that was not himself again.

It shouldn't come as any surprise really, she's been dating the lucky bastard for 5 months now, though maybe Draco would actually remember if he wasn't always keen on immediately forgetting the fact that he stumbles upon them together. He refuses to accept it, it doesn't make sense. Weasley may be pure-blooded  but he was poorer than the literal dirt they were standing on, and y/n-  oh Merlin, y/n is the sun, the stars, and the moon. She was syrupy sweetness personified, there's sunshine coursing through her purified veins. It's a mystery how she was sorted into Slytherin, her kindness could give any Puff of rain for their money. Not that she needs any, he financial status mirrors that of Draco's own. All the more reason she should be with him instead. She deserves someone who can buy her whatever she delights t catch her eye, someone who can promise her a future which she wouldn't have to work a single day of her life. She deserves more than someone who will bless her with a big house where she will be showered in love and spoiled with gifts. She deserves someone like Draco Malfoy.