Double Trouble || Draco Malfoy x Reader

pansy the wingman || chapter twenty-seven

"Little Miss L/N," Malfoy shook me awake. "It's timee to get upp!"

A couple morning rays slipped through the parted curtains and casted a soft, warm glow across the side of my face. "Leave me alone," I mumbled, pulling the bed duvets over my head.

Malfoy rolled his eyes and wrenched the duvets back. "Aren't you supposed to be meeting, Parkinson?" He tilted his head. "Yeah, after breakfast." I responded sleepily, my eyes still closed.

Malfoy lifted a brow, "Would you appreciate it if I informed you breakfast ends in twenty minutes?"

Okay, now my eyes were open.

"Wait— what?" I sat upright, running a clenched fist over my sleep-crusted eye. "Why didn't you wake me earlier? I have to pick out an outfit and—,"

"Already done that for you," Malfoy said. I dropped my fist and looked up at Malfoy. There he stood, an outfit in one hand and a coat in the other. "Thank you," I breathed, taking my clothes from his hand.

I slipped down from the side of the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. There was a light grey Calvin Klein set waiting to be put on which was thankfully both casual and comfy. What caught me off guard was the lingerie. There was black, lace thong covered in rhinestones; and a bra to match.

I got changed into everything as fast as I could, brushed my teeth, threw my hair up; and pulled a black puffer coat on over my shoulders. Malfoy was dressed from head to toe in black when I walked out and he was like usual, faffing with his hair.

"Stop messing with it, Malfoy." I said, pulling on my trainers. "You're always going to have bedhead."

He smiled sarcastically at me through the mirror.

"Thank you, Y/N, darling. I really appreciate it."

"Thought you would," I smirked back. He continued to watch me through the mirror as I picked my purse up from the end of the bed and stuffed it into my coat pocket.

"You should zip that up," Malfoy said, gesturing through the mirror. "The coat. It's cold outside and you'll be even colder with that top on."

"What do you mean?" I looked up. "You picked it."

Malfoy shrugged, "I dunno what is revealing and what isn't."

"Oh, honey." I gently cupped his shoulder and pouted at him through the mirror. "This is far from revealing."

Malfoy turned his head and watched me skip towards the door. "Have a nice day, sweetie!" I called over my shoulder, sarcasm laced in my voice. "Will do!" He said, right before I closed the door. I walked down the stairs, grinning happily to myself.

Pansy was already in the common room, waiting. The second she heard my footsteps approach, she looked up and grinned. "Soo, how was last night?" Pansy asked, standing up. "Did you take my advice?"

"Sort of," I shrugged. Pansy linked my arm on our way out the common room door. "Although Malfoy did hear what you said last night."

"Which part?" Pansy grinned. "The cuddling part or the shagging part?"

"Both." I frowned.