𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗳𝗼𝘆 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗹

- 𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲

Quidditch was something Draco and I always bonded over. He was seeker, and I was a keeper back at Hogwarts. This year, the World Cup was taking place and Draco and I couldn't have been more excited. Since my parents weren't big fans of Quidditch, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy invited me to go with them instead.

Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy were going around tents greeting people of the Ministry, important people stuff, while Draco and I stayed behind at the tent. He sat outside on a wooden bench while the fire was lit in front of him. He was wrapped up in a blanket that I had gifted him for last year's Christmas. It was a black and grey striped wool blanket that I bought from Hogsmeade.

I came out of the tent carrying a plate with skewing sticks, graham crackers, chocolate and marshmallows on it. "You like s'mores right? If not, cool, more for me," I say as I sat down next to him. I set the plate down on a small wooden table beside him. "What do you mean? I love s'mores. Share," he said. I giggled then picked up a skewing stick and sticking a marshmallow right on the tip of it.

I hovered the stick over the fire, twisting and turning it occasionally until it turned into somewhat of a light brown. Draco picks up his own skewing stick and repeats what I did. I took the marshmallow off of my stick and sandwich it in between two graham crackers along with some chocolate. I turn to Draco and use my free hand to make a cup, ready to catch some falling crumbs.

Draco leans to me, opening his mouth and taking a bite of the s'more. "Hm... good," he muffled. I finish the remains of the s'more as he was just finishing his s'more. He copies what I do and I take a big bite of the s'more, leaving nothing behind. Draco drops his arms in defeat, a straight face overcoming him. "Y/n, I take a single bite of yours and I left some behind for you, and you eat all of mine," he whined.

I couldn't help but chuckle. I felt bad watching him make another one, even though I knew he was only joking. I threw my arms around him and laid my head on his arm. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I laughed. "You can have the rest of the plate." Draco turned his head towards me. "No way, are you kidding? I can't finish all that by myself," he said.

He lifted his arm and opened up to some space under the blanket for me. I scoot closer to him as he wrapped the blanket around the both of us. He finishes making the s'more and bites half of it, giving the other half to me.

We soon finish the entire plate and sat there, taking in the warmth of the fire. "You know... this is nice, we should really go camping sometime," I say as I look up to him. He looked at me with a soft glow in his eyes and smiled. "I'd love that. Maybe we can go during the holidays," he said, beaming. I nodded as I laid my head back down on him. He rested his head directly on top of mine as we watched the fire burn brightly.

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