Drarry Oneshots

Yule Ball

so ik the yule ball takes place in 4th year but imma age em up to 16 for this cuz of alcohol. (this is really stupid i have no idea what this is lmaoo)

"There you are!" Draco grumbled, watching Pansy approach.

"Hi, Draco," She smiled, enjoying Draco's annoyance.

"Ive been standing here for an hour!" Draco exploded, his nose scrunched and his eyes sending glares in Pansy's direction.

"Oh, Draco," She sighed, "It takes time to look this good," she gestured towards her body.

Draco let his eyes finally roam over he body and take in the beautiful black dress she was wearing.

"You know I'm right," She teased.

"Ok, fine, you do look good, but its still embarrassing to wait here all alone! I thought Potter would see me standing here all pathetic and without a date," Draco ranted, crossing his arms.

Pansy rolled her eyes, "Oh come on, we still have more than enough time,"

"Yeah, five minutes," Draco grumbled, letting Pansy pull him into the great hall.

***

Fuck. This. Shit.

Those were Draco's first thoughts upon seeing Harry gorgeous Potter enter the great hall with none other than Ginny bloody Weasely.

This has got to be a joke.

Draco - poor, poor Draco had to watch them dance together, he had to watch the way Harry had absolutely no fucking idea what he was doing and Ginny had to lead.

Draco should be the one scolding Potter for being stupid and stepping on his toes.

"Someone looks jealous," Pansy teased, handing Draco a cup of what Draco assumed was butter beer.

"I am not jealous of anyone!" Draco fumed, grabbing the cup and downing it.

"Mhm," Pansy hummed sarcastically.

Draco ignored her and let his eyes drift back to Potter, watching the way he giggled with Ginny, both of them seemingly enjoying themselves, unlike Draco.

Draco rolled his eyes and went to get himself another drink.

***

"Draco!" Pansy screeched, upon having Draco fall into her drunkenly, "I think you've had a bit too much." She sighed, trying to push Draco back into an upright position.

"He hates me Pans, he hates me," Draco whined, letting his head rest on Pansy's shoulder.

"Yeah, well I wonder who's fault that is," she sighed, patting his head and letting her eyes drift to Harry, who was now sitting and sharing a drink with Ginny.

"You dont have to make me feel worse!" Draco cried out, about to take another sip out of his cup.

"No, you've had enough of that!" Pansy grabbed the cup out of his hand and placed it on a table next to them.

Draco whined, "Nooo, its my only source of happiness,"

"I'm not going to support your sorrowful drinking, Draco." She sighed, downing the rest of her cranberry juice, "get your shit together."