Why? Draco Malfoy X Reader

Year 3: Betrayal

After...

"Woah,"
"Yeah I know it's a lot. We always avoid this topic because it's honestly emotionally draining." I explain.
"I completely understand and thank you for telling me. And if you need anything," Draco puts his hand on top of mines.

My stomach turns and my breathing fastens. I try my best not to make it too obvious that I'm nervous when he did that.

"Anything. I'll be here to help." His lips form an empathetic smile and looked me in the eyes.
I smile back.
It feels like we're having a moment. A moment I don't want to end.

Draco looks at the clock. I quietly sigh and look away.
"We should go. Any minute longer and we're late. Let's go." He gets up and moves his hand away.
"What about Crabbe and Goyle?" I ask getting up.

"They'll find their way. Come on." He gestures for me to go first and we exit the common room.

Hogsmeade was really nice. Crabbe and Goyle eventually caught up to us when we were at Honeydukes.

Sometime later....

The crowd was loud in the stands. My Slytherin quidditch robe draped over my body, my hair in one single braid and my Nimbus 2001 in my hand. I took a deep breath.
"Slytherins to the entrance!" our captain yelled and we all headed that way.
Draco nudged my shoulder on the way there and gave me a quick smile as he walked ahead to the front.
The noise got louder and louder. I mount my broom and fly off behind the rest of the team.
I do a big turn around the quidditch field while the crowd goes crazy. I take my position in front of the goal posts. I look over at the Ravenclaw team. Figures of blue flying in the air. The quaffle gets released and the game begins.
I fly up and down the goal posts, between them twice.
Ravenclaw throws the quaffle at the smallest goal post and I zoom to block it. I had barely made it but I touched it out of its course.
The rest of the game continued with multiple attempts of scoring. I blocked every attempt but four.
The captain was already upset and that made me frustrated even more.
I saw Draco zoom beside me.
The game is almost over.
I zoom to block two more attempts.
The whistle blows and the game was now over.
The crowd cheers loud and loud.
I see Draco throw his hands to his head. Ravenclaw was cheering under me.
We had lost.
I fly down to the rest of the team and we were all upset.
Draco was already on his way to the locker room.
We leave the field with our head down as the Ravenclaws and their fans celebrate.
I take my time changing and getting my stuff before going back to the castle.
(pretend this scene happened much later than when they came back from Hogsmeade :))

I walked up the castle's stairs and saw a whole crowd around the Gryffindor common room.
The paintings were going berserk.

I was curious so I stopped on a platform and listened.

"The Headmaster's here! Move!" I heard Percy Weasley, head boy of Gryffindor demand the other Gryffindors.

Dumbledore walked up to the painting of the Fat Lady.
I finally saw what they were on about.
The Fat Lady was gone.
Scratches were seen on the painting.

"Mr. Filch. Round up the ghosts. Tell them to search every painting in the castle to find the Fat Lady." Dumbledore ordered Mr. Filch.