Stuck with You || Draco Malfoy x Reader

Chapter 1

Malfoy. (Y/N) Malfoy. Mrs. Malfoy. Mrs. Draco Malfoy. It didn't matter. No matter how you said it, you still cringed at yourself in the mirror when you heard your name now. You still couldn't believe it. You married Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy was your husband. You looked down at your hand, now displaying the ring he had given you. It could be worse, you thought. You didn't know how, but it could, right? You let out a deep sigh and walked out of your bathroom. At least he had agreed that you would live in your flat. It had two rooms, so you were grateful that was something you still didn't need to worry about. You made your way over to the kitchen where Draco was sitting at the table, reading the Daily Prophet. You almost let out a loud snort at the view; you two were complete opposites. Draco was there in his all-black suit, his hair perfectly combed and he looked extremely elegant next to you. You looked down at yourself. Your dirty worn-out overalls, old sneakers, and messy hair trying to stay in place with a headband with flowers. You were a vivid, colorful image and Draco was the furthest thing from that.

"Good morning" you said, trying to be polite. Draco looked up from his paper for about two seconds and went back.

"Morning" he replied, quietly. You resisted the urge to roll your eyes when you saw he was only having a cup of tea, expecting you to make breakfast.

That was the deal, if you were not going to live in the Malfoy Manor where elves could attend to your every need, you had to do all the house chores. Not that you minded, you did them before anyways, you just hated doing them for him, since he wasn't even able to say thank you.

"What would you like for breakfast?" you asked, taking a deep breath.

"I'm not having breakfast" he answered, coldly. "I am meeting my father early in the office today" he informed you.

"Shocker" you muttered under your breath.

"I'm sorry?"

"Bummer" you said, with a fake smile. "Are you going to be late tonight?" Again?

"Yes" he stated, taking another sip of his tea. You were about to say something but an owl flew in, holding an envelope. He landed on the table and looked up at Draco. He tried to take the envelope from him but the owl gave him a peck on the hand, making him snatch it away.

"Bloody hell!" he said, holding his hand as the owl turned to you. "Stupid bird" Draco muttered under his breath as you grabbed the envelope from him.

"It's Errol, the Weasley's owl" you informed him, ignoring the look on his face when you mentioned the Weasleys. "And you shouldn't open mail that is not for you" you mocked him before you placed your hand on the table and the small bird stepped on it. You guided him to the small garden you had in her kitchen, letting him get food and water before he resumed his journey.

"It says Mr. & Mrs. Malfoy" he pointed out at you.

You turned to look at the envelope and sighed frustrated when you saw that he was right.

"Ugh, so it does" you rolled your eyes and opened the envelope. Draco arched his eyebrow when he saw you smile widely.

"Why are you even feeding that burd? It's practically dead already!" he complained. "And what is that, anyway?"

"Ron and Hermione's wedding" you said, showing it to him. "It's a couple of months away and we are invited" you said, taking the seat next to him with your tea in your hand.

"Why would they want me there?"

"They don't want you there" you said, glaring at him. "They want me there because they're my friends. But now you're sort of a package deal now, aren't you?"