- Draco Malfoy

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A short and sweet story for the love of my life <3


"Want anything from the trolley?" The sweets lady asked as she pulled up to our cabin.

You were on the train to Hogwarts. You and Draco even had the cabin to yourselves and had been enjoying the view of the mountains when the trolley lady appeared.

"Sure." You said and took out a couple galleons. "I'll take a chocolate frog and drooble's blowing gum please, oh and whatever he wants."

"I can pay for my own sweets Y/L/N." Draco said snidely but still picked out his candies of choice while allowing you to pay.

You opened the chocolate frog treat while Draco put his sweets away for later. The frog tried to jump away but you trapped it between your hands. To immobilize it you quickly bit its head off and a leg for good measure.

"Disgusting." Draco commented but you knew it was just a joke. "What card did you get?"

You showed him the Dumbledore trading card with an eye roll. Once you swallowed the chocolate in your mouth you spoke, "I have 16 of these already! Plus I think he's overrated all he did was be incredibly house biased and put students in danger. Sure he was better than Umbridge but everyone's better than that prick."

Draco let out a chuckle and whole heartedly agreed with you.

The rest of the way to Hogwarts was filled with minor chit chat broken by arguments and debates over ridiculous things such as, why hairless cats are the descendants of house elves, why Slytherin is housed in the dungeon, who should win the Quidditch League Championship, which professor has the best hair style, and what spell is the best for sneaking into the room of requirement.

"How about you open your chocolate frog?" You suggest, with drooble's blowing gum in your mouth.

Draco took out the chocolate frog box and opened it carefully, making sure to trap the frog and eat it before it had the chance to escape.

"Who did you get?" You tried to lean over and see but he held it up to read it himself.

"I got Salazar Slytherin." He said proudly and read the description allowed.

"May I see?" You asked and he handed the card to you.

You didn't have Salazar yet in your collection. "May I have it?"

Draco snatched it back. "Only if you admit that hairless cats are descendants of house elves."

You crossed your arms and slouched a little. "Fine keep it. I stand by what I said."

"Well then I guess you'll never get to add it to your collection and I'll end up throwing it away."

"I despise you." You kept quiet until you couldn't bear it, you had to have that card. "Ugh what else can I do besides that."

He thought for a moment, "You can go tell Weasley you don't like redheads."

"I cant do that to him! Unlike you I'm trying to be nice to the other houses." You protested and slouched farther in your seat. 

"Do you want the card or not? Weasley has it coming either way for what he did in potions."

"That was actually funny. The way your face turned purple, hilarious."

"Shut up! Just go do it and you'll get the card." He waved the card in front of you.

"For the record I despise you and this rubbish." You declared and stood up. "Now excuse me I have to go ruin a friendship that took forever to build up."

Draco stood up and followed you through the train to make sure you actually did it. It took a little bit but you found Ron in a cabin with the usual gang, they had been laughing when you opened the door.

"Hey Ron. Nice day today, your hair is atrocious but I like your robes. Goodbye. " You said and rather shortly walked off.

Ron was left there rather confused but able to process the situation and mutter an okay. Draco  rolled his eyes at how you worded the insult but followed after you back to the cabin. "What was that?"

"An insult sandwich. You put the insult between to compliments and it makes it seem nicer." You said and held out your hand for the card.

Begrudgingly he handed it to you and you continued what the two or you were doing before. Watching the scenery go by and mindlessly chatting about anything and everything.

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