Draco One Shots/Imagines

The Way I Love You

Lea Eileen Snape and Draco Lucius Malfoy used to be close in fact there were no two people who were closer. Even the golden trio couldn't compare to their closeness. Through their bickering, all the time the two always knew each other thought processes if one of them was missing the other could usually narrow down where they were. Not only that but they were each other foils for while Draco could be very entitled and use his father as a threat it was always Lea who would hit him lightly in the head. "Stop acting like a prat," she would always say. This was a process that lead slowly over the years Draco became less of a bully to others except for Harry. No matter how Lea tried Draco was bent on provoking Harry. It would always be Lea who would have to patch him up with the disagreements got physical. Letting out a groan as she did as she scowled at him for getting into a fight with Harry. That was the way the two had worked at least it's how it used to be....

Lea and Draco's friendship was slowly crumbling by their sixth year. He pushed her away not wanting her to be involved with what he and her father were involved in. He kept her away which only made it worse as the two started getting into more and more disagreements with each other. Lea would sit away from Draco and their table instead of picking Gryffindor even her half-brother Harry over him. Draco would sit as he was forced to watch the person he cared for most be with everyone, but it was for the best for her safety. So he kept doing this even if it hurt him more than anything in the world. Almost as much as it did having the death eater mark burned onto his skin. A mark he longed to remove, but no matter how much he tried he couldn't hide it. No matter if he tried to push Lea away she never seemed to get the idea, so he made sure that she would stay away from him for good. This was something that would stay with Draco even months after what happened as he ensured he ruined the one thing he really had. All to protect her.

The Day of the Accident

Draco needed to get Lea away from him. Away from everything he was involved in. Everything that his godfather was involved with. He couldn't have Lea getting forced to be involved in it, not like he had been. Thus he did the one thing he had never done all to protect her.....

It had started when the two were having another disagreement their voices yelling. People could hear them and were watching them, but the two didn't care. Rather than their usual bantering fight, this was real fighting. Cussing, and insults, as they danced around each other their guards both up. Draco was getting tired of it and thought she was going to win until he remembered something his godfather had told him about Lea's mother. Once he remembered that everything went down from there.

"WHY ARE YOU PUSHING ME AWAY DRACO," Lea asked with a hurt look on her face. Like she did every time they did this. It hurt Draco more than he would ever admit seeing the look on her. But he couldn't give in if he did she would get hurt and couldn't so the next words Draco said were ones he hated to say.

"WHY WOULDN'T I PUSH YOU AWAY AFTER ALL YOU ARE THE DAUGHTER OF A FILTHY CHEATING MUD BLOOD. WHO CHEATED WITH GODFATHER BEHIND POTTER'S FATHER'S BACK!"

The hurt that crossed Lea's face was one Draco could never forget. The eyes were usually full of passion and fire full of hurt. At that moment Draco was so tempted to wrap her in his arms. Tell her he didn't mean any of it. But he couldn't be weak not on this matter, so Draco held the face he had mastered for the early of his life. The cruel Draco would hurt anyone who got too close. It took a moment after that for Lea to say anything. "YOU DON'T MEAN THAT!"

"BUT I DO FILTHY HALF-BLOOD!"

"IF YOU FELT WHY HAVE YOU BEEN FRIENDS WITH ME?!"

"WHY I FELT BAD FOR YOU AFTER ALL YOUR MOM DIDN'T CARE ENOUGH TO EVEN KEEP YOU. JUST LEAVING YOU ON THE DOORSTEP OF GODFATHER DOOR," Draco spat hoping this was what would finally get her to leave him. Even if saying each word was like a little stab to himself.