if you could be anywhere~ draco malfoy imagines

• yule ball proposal •

warnings - none
hogwarts house - Slytherin
year - 5th (I know they're in 4th in the series, but for the sake of this fic I aged them up, Cedric is also a 6th year in this)
notes - you are a triwizard champion in this fic, your name appeared in the goblet of fire mysteriously just like Harry's did in the movie :)
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Y/N's POV ~

Okay okay okay. I got this.

Today is the day of the yule ball, and yet somehow, I still don't have a date, which is a problem, because it's a rule that the Triwizard Champions each have a dance partner. I'm pissed because I can't just have my friend, Cedric Diggory, go with me, since he's also a Champion. I mean, to be fair, if I had to pick between asking the Hufflepuff prince or some Slytherin homebody, I would pick Cedric too. He's just....perfect. He's everything I wish I could be. Of course, a few boys asked me, which I declined, because it was obvious they were more interested in going to the ball with a champion then going with me. So.....today is now or never. If I don't get a date by this afternoon, I'm royally fucked.

As I get ready for my first class of the day, Defence Against the Dark Arts, I pray that I won't have to awkwardly dance with Professor McGonagall since I don't have a date. As I'm buttoning up my robe, I notice a small parchment whizz underneath my door and up into the air, finding a home to rest itself neatly on my bed. I inspect it, hm...no name. I unfolded the paper tenderly and soaked up each word.

Miss Y/N L/N,

Please meet me at the top of the astronomy tower at 3:00 p.m today. Sharp.

Still no name. Luckily, at the time the letter-writer requested me to see them, I'll have lunch. The note was definitely odd, especially considering an owl didn't deliver it. Maybe it's someone I know and they don't want me to recognize their owl? I don't know, but I DO know that my anxiety is through the roof right now. I take one last glance at the letter before I leave for class, and to my surprise, a white rose is sprouting from the middle. I pluck the rose out gently, and put both the flower and parchment in my robes.

DADA was, well...weird. Every year it seems like we cycle through a new professor, and they get crazier and crazier. This year we have that Mad-Eye Moody. While he was explaining the Unforgivable Curses, I drummed my wand on the front of my textbook. This class is just so boring, I miss Lupin. I decided out of pure boredom, to torture Pansy, who sits in front of me. Harmless little jokes, like making her wand spree across the classroom, and making the words in her textbook disappear while she was trying to highlight. As I attempt to cast a spell onto her quill, she whips her head around and screeches.

"Y/N!!!! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!!!"

Of course, no one takes Pansy seriously, so the room went dead quiet, besides my chuckling, and...someone else's? I turn to see where the sound was coming from, and I spotted none other than the icy eyed Draco Malfoy, covering his mouth with his hand to keep from laughing out loud. As he settles down, he shoots a wink my way.

Listen, EVERY girl in Slytherin has a crush on him. And he's like that with every girl! Always so flirty....so we can definitely rule him out as the author of the note. While I was thinking about the note, a loud hiss erupted from the front of the room. Moody's using unforgivable curses. Again. As per the usual when this happens (every day), class is dismissed early, which is fine, it gives me time to eat an early lunch and get ready for my astronomy tower extravaganza.

The great hall will be fairly empty since most students don't eat this early, so I take a heap of everything I want, and stow away to my dorm. As I eat, Cedric bursts in excitedly.

"Y/NNNNN!" He singsongs, and I turn to him.

"What is it?" He slumps onto my bed and starts giggling like a child.