Harry Potter One Shots

Requirements (Draco x Reader)

This one is dedicated to @my_lips_your_poison for requesting! Thank you, and I'm sorry you had to wait so long!!!
For this I'm using a total headcannon that Draco wears fitted suits all the time because how AMAZING would that be?
Also, this is house specific because it's a request. :)
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Growing up as Hermione Granger's best friend was nice. You two, and the people around you, would always point out how similar you two were in personality.
Imagine the surprise the both of you got when you were sorted into Slytherin, the "evil" house.
Hermione, being the level headed person she was, didn't completely shun you at first like Ron and Harry did. But, over time she said that you two were "drifting apart" as your time at Hogwarts grew. When she said that during that night of studying in the library, you broke down. You needed a good cry, and you rushed about the castle looking for a place to do so.
That's when you found the room of requirement, which soon became a place for you to think and do whatever else.
You'd go there once a week at least, and when you were in there you'd do whatever seemed to pop into your own head. Often times, you ended up writing, and listening to muggle music that you missed, but couldn't listen to because of people like Malfoy.
Fifth year was a horrible struggle to get in there between the Order and Umbridge. The relief you'd gotten when sixth year had started was unexplainable. You finally had your safe space back... At least, you thought you did.
One day, after Snape had called you "a horrible excuse for a Slytherin", you decided that the Room really WAS a requirement. Storming into it, spitting curse words and crying, you ran into someone. When you fell flat on your bum, instead of apologising or being mad at the person for being in your space, you cried harder. You were a hurricane of tears and emotion, and whoever you ran into was so frazzled, they had no clue what to do.
After a minute or two, you felt a hand on your shoulder. You whipped around in your teary state just to be met with those cold, grey eyes that hadn't ever excepted you.
"What the HELL are YOU doing in HERE Malfoy?!"
Now it was his turn to sob.
In a completely un-Draco like fashion, he fell to the floor in a heap and bawled. Between your crying and his, you were having a sob fest. You had embraced each other for comfort
He told you about the vanishing cabinet, about how he had to kill a poor little bird, and that was why he was crying.
You comforted him, and soon, comforting turned into kissing. At first, you thought it was just because you both were so emotional, but it wasn't.
"I love you y/n." Draco said, letting the words slip from his mouth.
Your special place became his, too.