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#32 - distant (D.M)

house- gryffindor
blood-doesn't matter
year-6th
note-i actually wrote another story you should all be proud :))
6/9/22

Y/N was never one to draw attention to herself, if anything, the gryffindor girl would go out of her way to direct attention away from herself. Despite her efforts there was somebody who noticed her, Draco Malfoy. Y/N had always been quite intimidated by malfoy, as everyone else with common sense was, although now she's downright terrified of him due to regularly catching him learing at her across the classroom or across the great hall or across the courtyard. Come to think of it Draco managed to be everywhere Y/N was.

It was 6th year at hogwarts, almost everyone had noticed a change in Draco, but something told Y/N she was the first, she was an observant girl, or atleast that's the excuse she gave when her friends asked how she noticed the drastic change in Malfoys demeanour so early on. Y/N wasn't sure if she was completely honest with herself. There was speculation that Draco had become part of 'you know who's' army, not very surprisingly these rumours spread from Harry Potter and Y/N wasn't pleased to hear this. "Harry you cannot make accusations like that with no hard evidence, it could ruin his life if people believe it, he could be kicked out of hogwarts, lose his friends" Y/N exclaimed trying to walk along side Harry, they were on their way to potions class with Professor Slugghorn, "don't defend him Y/N" Harry spat, "No you listen to me" Y/N shouted, this stopped harry in his tracks, Y/N didn't raise her voice very often but when she does people definitely stop and listen. "Draco is a student just like us, he's 17 just like us, he isn't capable of being a- a death eater" Y/N spoke, this time more softly. Harry turned and walked away, he knew Y/N tried to see the best in her peers but right now he didn't need to hear it.

Draco Malfoy

Y/n was late, she's never late. part of me was glad, maybe she was ill, maybe i could concentrate on potions this lesson, maybe i could stick to something and not let my mind wander. The sound of the door opening interrupted my thoughts, Potter and Weasley walked in, my eyes were fixed on the way harry's chest was heaving as if he was out of breathe. Around 5 minutes later Y/N walked through the door, she thinks she's being so secretive, stupid Y/N she's never been good at being subtle. "s-sorry i'm late Professor", she seemed nervous, she's always nervous, it was a ridiculous decision on the sorting hats part to put her in gryffindor. I watched her look at potter and she found a place to stand, she's been with him, that's why they were both late. that's why he was out of breath.

3rd person

Y/N stroked out the creases on her robes and moved her hair from her face, she looked up and straight into the eyes of Malfoy, he was glaring, a very clear look of hatred spread across his face. Y/N never quite understood why he hated her, they'd never spoke, never looked in the same direction before the start of this term. It didn't make sense. Draco didn't make sense. Y/N snapped herself out of her thoughts, shaking her head slightly as if it would help her rip her gaze away from him. "What's wrong?" Hermione asked still keeping her eyes on the colourful steaming potion at the front of the class. "huh? oh nothing" Y/N lied, hermione wasn't listening, she along with the rest of the girls in the class was being drawn closer and closer to the potion. This made Y/N giggle, a small giggle, although it was loud enough to be heard by him.

Draco Malfoy

I admit i thought she was cute, not attractive, not pretty, well maybe pretty. She was alluring, she had a charm on her, i could hear her small giggle even tho i was stood on the other side of the class, even tho she tried to conceal it, i noticed everything she did, everything she said, everyone she talked to, i'd learnt her patterns, her body language, the way she furrows her brows and tilts her head slightly when she's confused, the way she always tucks her hair behind her ears before she starts writing, the way she avoids walking on cracks on the floor even tho it makes her walk like a maniac. i noticed it all.

3rd person

Draco spent the entirety of potions class studying Y/N as he did in most classes they shared, Y/N had noticed his constant stare and was curious as to why he held so much hatred for her. She then decided, she needed to ask him.

Y/N was a prefect, which meant prefect duties, which meant wandering the halls of a extremely large castle late at night. Y/N didn't mind being alone, she liked to be with her own thoughts, she liked her own company. Y/N was walking up a corridor, her head down watching for cracks when she felt a force against her, it knocked her to the floor, she looked up to see Malfoy. He stared at her momentarily, there seemed to be so much behind his eyes, so many thoughts, but there was not an expression to be seen on his face. He glanced up at the empty hall in front of him, almost as if he was weighing up his options, to leave or to help. He started to walk around the girl that was sat on the floor in front of him "draco" Y/N said softly, he carried on walking "draco malfoy" Y/N said with the same harsh tone she had used with harry. This time he stopped, he looked over his shoulder. " i need to talk to you"

Y/N and Dracos sat on one of the many benches lining the walls of the corridor, Draco sat stiffly, his hands on his knees, his gaze attached to his hands. "what's your problem with me draco?" Y/N spoke, he stayed silent "draco" Y/N repeated. Draco sighed "you probably think i have some crush on you Y/L/N, i don't, i have more to worry about in my life than some pathetic girl". That hurt Y/N although she knew Draco could've never liked her, although she knew he hated her, to hear someone call her a pathetic girl hurt. "Draco nobody said anything about you liking me" Y/N said somewhat weakly. His jaw clenched. Draco knew he had important stuff to do, he had a task and his whole family's reputation and maybe even life depended on it, he knew he shouldn't continue to be distracted by a girl, a girl he never spoke to, a girl who's friends with Potter, however he couldn't seem to stop himself, he was almost addicted to this chase he had with her. Draco remembered an owl his mother sent him, a feeling of shame washed over him, he let his mother down, of all people, his mother.

Draco,

Focus on your task, you are well aware the severity of this and how important it is that you focus your time on this. You've become distant, and it's effecting your progress. Your father is becoming more and more stressed by the day, your aunt is getting restless draco. The whole family is relying on you. Focus.

Mum

he snapped, "What are you doing to me Y/N?" draco said, Y/N was startled after they'd been sat in silence for a few moments. "i'm sorry?" Y/N tried to speak but was interrupted, "everywhere i look it's you, everything i do reminds me of you, every thought i have is about you, every name i hear just so happens to be yours. you're polluting my brain" he paused for a second. "What do you want to say to you Y/N, do you want me to talk to you how all the other boys do?, confess my love for you?, tell you how you're the only girl i've ever wanted?, listen to me, i need you to get out of my fucking brain, i hate you, i dont hold love in my heart for anyone. nobody. do you understand? but you Y/N, you're just doing something to me, you have such a draw, such an appeal and it's confusing, you're confusing and i cant shake these thoughts of you from my mind no matter how hard i try, no matter how much work i throw myself into, no matter how hard i focus on my task". Draco stopped himself. "your task?" Y/N tried to ask but was interrupted again, however not by dracos words this time, by his lips. Y/N kissed him back, listening to him tell her how he hates her and how she's practically ruining this boys life without even realising, she grew angry, but now while his lips were attached to hers it melted away, all that was left behind was confusion. Y/N didn't know Dracos true feelings towards her, whether he'd kissed her to stop her asking anymore questions, whether he hated her or loved her. She didn't know, but she knew that his lips against hers, the warm feeling it created in her stomach, was right.