Warnings - none Hogwarts house - your pick Year - 7th, 1998 Notes - You're muggle born in this fic, y/hc = your hair color :) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - First, a deep breath.
This would be Draco's first time in a muggle theme park, and let's be honest, you were so. SO. anxious. This was one of your favorite places in the world, and you desperately prayed that he would enjoy it just as much as you do. You decided to take a trip there over the winter break, since not many people would be there. Plus, it would be a little more chilly than normal.
You wore the cutest outfit, paired with white Minnie ears.
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Draco wore his usual "I have to be around muggles" outfit (yes, he has an outfit for that)- his green hoodie that sports a Slytherin patch on the chest, a pair of black jeans, and his sneakers.
You both scanned your tickets at the front of the park, then you squeezed his hand lightly, and strolled into Main Street U.S.A. The Dapper Dans were belting out a jolly tune, the smell of sweets was in the air. You missed this so much. As you approached the corner, you saw it.
The castle.
This feeling of joy was normal to you, hell, you practically grew up here, but for Draco? His. FACE.
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"Oh...it's uh....muggles...made that?"
"Yessir they did! Ah....Isnt it perfect?" You sighed as you rested your head on his shoulder lovingly.
"Oh! Here, take a look at what we can do!" You shove the map into his hands excitedly and peeped over his shoulder at it with him. His long, pale pointer finger ran over the page until he halted at a large, white dome on the right side of the park.
"What this called? Star Mountain?"
"Space Mountain love" you giggled and took his hand. "Come on!" You were practically dragging this poor boy across the park, which was probably a sight to see for the muggle tourists; A short y/hc girl dragging some platinum haired giant across disney. His little impatient ass didn't want to wait in the 30 minute line, but you reassured him that this is actually a very low wait time. He leaned against one of the bars that was on either side of you casually.
