A Boy From Slytherin | Draco Malfoy X Reader

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Help, it's four am, Tom is so cute in this picture I could cry, 

Y/n's POV

My hands were shaking as I pretended to read, I forced myself not to let my tears fall, Draco cannot know that I read his diary, I didn't even know he kept a diary. As I "read" I thought about everything I read in his diary, how did I not know? 

How could I not see my own boyfriend was still hurting so badly right in front of my eyes, I thought he was getting better, I thought he was becoming okay again, how could he not tell me? Why won't he just talk to me?

Draco came out of his bathroom wearing grey joggers and a black tee shirt, his hair was fluffy and blow dried; he hates having wet hair.

"Hello, darling, are you sleeping in here tonight?" He asked me,

"Uhm- Y-yeah, i-if you want me to," I said,

"Are you okay?" He asked me,

"Yeah, fine, why?"

"...No reason. Oh, did you clean my dorm?"

"Yeah, it's a little hard to concentrate on reading when I'm in a messy environment," he laughed a bit and sat next to me, he put his hand on my thigh and pulled out his phone. I closed my book and took a silent deep breath, I looked over at Draco.

"Draco, are you okay?" It seemed like a stupid question to ask because I already knew the answer.

"What? Yeah, of course, I'm fine," he said, it amazed me how easy he lies because if I hadn't just read his diary then I might have believed him.

"Are you sure? You know you can talk to me about anything, anything there is you can tell me," I reached for his hand and held it in mine,

"I don't know what you're-" He looked over to his nightstand and saw his diary sitting there. Shit. He pulled his hand away from mine "You read it didn't you? That journal?"

"Draco...I picked up a tee shirt and it was sitting there, open, I...I read a sentence and I couldn't not read the rest of it-"

"That's my privacy, Y/n, you can't do that," He stood up and put the diary in the drawer in his nightstand, he locked the drawer and didn't make eye contact with me,

"I'm sorry-"

"You can't be sorry if you continued to read it," his tone is unfamiliar to me, I've seen him mad before but never at me,

"I'm worried about you, the things that I read in there...you don't seem okay to me,"

"It doesn't matter what I wrote in there, the point is that you read it, it's none of your business,"

"I care about you, you know that, I love you and you can't keep stuff like that hidden from everyone, you told me that you were getting better, you lied," my voice broke a bit but I kept myself from crying,

"If loved me you would respect my privacy,"

"I wanted to, but when I read some of that stuff I got worried, you can talk to me, tell me what you need, what am I doing wrong? I need to know what I need to do that can make you better,"

"Right now what I need is for you to leave my dorm,"

"What? Draco don't be like that,"

"I can't talk about this right now, please leave."

"Draco, what is going on with you?"

"Just leave!" He yelled this, I don't think he meant to though, I stood up and headed to his door, "Y/n, no, I'm sorry, please don't-" I left his dorm, tears rolling down my face. Mattheo was outside the door probably about to enter,