Dense (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

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Your POV

I was looking down from the terrace inside the bookshop, amazed by the number of people lining up just for the famous Lockhart's books and autograph when I saw Harry Potter and his friends go inside.

"It's Harry." I whispered to the boy at my side, pointing at the boy with the lightning scar visibly showing up on his forehead. Harry looked up, he probably heard me saying his name. He waved a hand and gave a small smile. I simply waved back at him, not smiling. Not that I wasn't being friendly, but I just didn't want to exert energy on smiling and looking like an approachable person.

There's no problem with conserving energy for more productive things.

Draco looked at the said boy, jealously glaring at him when he was called to the front to take a picture with Lockhart for the Daily Prophet. Then he turned to look at me with an annoyed face.

"Don't call him Harry, call him Potter." He said irritatedly, I raised a brow at him, what's wrong with calling someone by their first name. "Why not?" I asked, leaning on the railings and resting my head on my palm.

"Because I'm the only one who you can call by first name."

I stared at him blankly, I don't know why calling people by their first names is such a big deal to him. "Don't be stupid, Draco. I can call anyone by their first names if I want to." He scoffed, frowning at me and walking his way down the stairs as I followed suit before him.

"Oh just do it." He stated, grabbing a book randomly and turning to look at me. I shook my head, crossing my arms and staring at him. "I don't see a reason why I should."

He sighed frustratedly, "Because I said so, that's the reason." I tilted my head, not buying it. Although I didn't want to, I agreed anyway, "Okay."

His mouth slightly twitched upwards as he opened the book and glanced at me.

When Potter and his friends walked their way out of the shop, Draco hurriedly ripped a page out of the book he was holding and put it in his pocket, running to Potter. I sighed, following him down as he blocked Potter's way. Here we go again with him and Potter.

"Bet you loved that, didn't you, Potter?" Draco spat, towering over Potter as Potter only glared back at him. "Famous Harry Potter, can't even go into a bookshop without making the front page." A small red headed girl took a step forward and glared openly at Draco as she hissed, "Leave him alone." I could tell she was trying hard to keep herself calm as her temper was rising, her body was shaking because of it.

I was about to go in front of Draco to defend him, but then I thought about it. It'll only waste time since I'm pretty sure nothing will come out of this argument. It will also just give me problems like having this red-headed girl as another annoying girl who would dislike me.

Draco looked amused by the girl's sudden appearance but covered it with his signature smirk. "Oh look, Potter. You've got yourself a girlfriend!" He said, glancing at me with both his brows raised and his mouth smiling. I didn't really get what he was hinting, so I just rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.

That was when a silver, snake head landed on Draco's right shoulder as a deep male voice spoke up, "Now, now. Draco, ____, play nicely." He scolded. Surprised, I jumped as I turned around, seeing Draco's father looking at us. I bowed slightly.

My father have always told me to show respect for the Malfoys, telling me that they're really important people, especially when it comes to the Death Eaters topic. I respected them, but not Draco, he's sometimes a pain in the arse but Mrs. Malfoy told me to watch over him.