"Oh, piss off!" Alex slams the door in the Avengers faces.
Little did she know how much of an impact they are about to make in her life...especially that one specific Avenger.
Alex x Draco 🖤⛓
Marvel x Harry Potter. ❤️✨
#7 in Harry Potter. - 30/7...
Draco and I go upstairs and I begin to go through my wardrobe.
"I think I'll just wear this." Draco shrugs, pulling out a pair of black jeans and a black button up shirt.
"Yeah. You'll look so hot." I tease, nodding.
"I'm always hot, darling." He kisses my forehead before stripping into his boxers and changing.
He left a few buttons opened, so I could see his toned chest and the chain around his neck. I pull out a dress and change in the bathroom.
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"Oh fuck." Draco groans as I walk out, looking at me with his eyes widened.
"What? Does it not look good?" I furrow my eyebrows.
"You are so beautiful!" He gasps, kissing me.
"Draco!" I blush, smiling.
He chuckles and holds my hand as we walk downstairs.
Everyone was ready and we go over. I knock at the door and Bucky opens it.
"Hey! Come in!" Bucky opens the door.
There were a few people here, including the neighbours..- and there was, a lot of alcohol. They introduce themselves and we sit down, starting to talk. Draco didn't talk at all, he was tense and he grabs my hand firmly, pulling it onto his lap and playing with my bracelets and rings.
"So you're from London...if I'm not correct?" Rhodey raises his brow.
"Yeah." Fred yawns, nodding.
"So why did you move all the way here for summer?"
I glanced at Hermione, Ginny, Harry, Ron and the twins who had frowns on their faces.
"Our friend died." Draco spits out harshly.
"We needed the break." I sigh, squeezing Draco's hand slightly.
"Oh..I'm sorry.." Bruce frowns.
"It's alright." Hermione shrugs.
"Whats the deal with him?" Clint glares at Draco.
"Clint!" Tony snaps.
"Don't do anything." I whisper quietly so only Draco could hear.
He sighs, leaning back again.
"I wonder who our teacher this year is going to be." George leans forward.
"Bet it wasn't any better than the last." Fred rolls his eyes.
"How do we tell the difference between you two?" Maria looks at them.
