A Boy From Slytherin | Draco Malfoy X Reader

~74~

Y/n's POV

I pulled the covers closer to me once I woke up. I opened my eyes, squinting because the light was too much after sleeping. I saw that Draco was also still in bed, he was laying on his stomach and his left arm was protectively over me, bringing me comfort by his touch.

Last night was wild to say the least, I smiled a bit as I thought about the events that took place just 12 hours ago. I moved closer to Draco and his arm tightened around my waist, I cuddled into his chest and closed my eyes again.

Draco began to rub my back, now I know he's awake.

"Good morning, Darling," he whispered, no doubt still half asleep.

"Good morning," I yawned, taking the sleeves of the hoodie Draco gave to me after we took a shower and pulling them over my hands, trying to be more warm.

"Do you think we missed breakfast?"

"Maybe," I checked the time on his alarm clock, "20 minutes till it ends." We both sat up, I yawned again.

"We should get up anyways, or we'll miss the carriages to Hogsmeade."

"Yeah," I took the cover off of me completely and stood up, my legs were kind of numb from last night but it was manageable. "I'm gonna go to my dorm and get ready, see you in a bit."

"Okay, do you want to meet in the great hall?"

"Sure," I left his dorm, leaving all my clothes from yesterday in there because I can get them later. I made it to my dorm and entered my bathroom where I brushed my tangled hair, brushed my teeth and did some simple makeup, keeping my usual eye liner but no red lipstick, just some shimmery lip gloss that I purchases last year but never used, I kinda liked it, it made me look...happier? I don't know, but I liked it.

I left my bathroom and went to my closet where I picked out an outfit and changed into it. I looked pretty good once I was all ready.

I took a final look at myself in the mirror, but I left the reflective glass knowing that if I looked in it for too long then I would find something wrong with my outfit, or makeup or body and then I would want nothing more than to stay in my dorm all day.

I grabbed my purse and left my dorm. As soon as I stepped out of the door I heard music playing, it wasn't music with lyrics but I recognized the melody; Clare De Lune. I followed to sound to the common room, there's a piano in there that usually people make out on at parties, but there was somebody sitting at it, playing.

As I got closer I recognized the persons dark, curly hair and their stature, it was Leo. 

I slowly approached him and watched him play. He was really good, his fingers hit all the right keys and the soft music erupting from the old piano filled the common room, making it feel welcoming and comfortable.

"I didn't know you played piano," I said after he had finished with the song. He jumped a bit, startled. "Sorry."

"No, it's okay, I didn't know anybody else was in here," he spoke in his French accent.

"You're really good,"

"You think so?"

"Yeah, where did you learn?"

"I took classes since I was younger, I find it quite calming." I smiled and nodded.

"I never understood how people could memorize whole pieces of music like that and play it so beautifully,"

"You think it sounded beautiful?" I nodded. His cheeks dusted pink. "Do you want to try?"

"I'm not very coordinated,"