A Boy From Slytherin | Draco Malfoy X Reader

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Y/n's POV

Draco, Pansy, Kayden, Leo and I all hung out for a while, Mattheo and Max weren't with us though, I assumed they were fucking somewhere. The entire time we were in the common room Draco was pretty silent and kind of tense as well as I noticed.

We all decided to go to bed, or rather than go to bed just split off from the big group. Draco went to his dorm and asked if I would come with him but first I got out of the clothes I wore all day and got comfortable, then I headed to his dorm.

"Hey," I said when I stepped into his dorm.

"Hey," he mumbled, I have a feeling something is wrong but haven't said anything about it all night. He was sitting on the side of his bed, not facing me, and he didn't say anything after 'hey'.

"Are you okay?" I sat at the end of his bed, facing his back. "You were really quiet earlier,"

"Was I?"

"A bit. Is something wrong?"

"Why didn't you tell me that you were going to Hogsmeade with Leo today?" he still hadn't looked at me, now I was worried he was angry.

"I don't know. I just kinda thought you wouldn't like it, but Leo asked me to go and I know he didn't want to go alone, it was just as friends, obviously,"

"If it was 'just as friends' then why wouldn't you tell me?" still not facing me.

"I really don't know. Are you upset about it?"

"That's not why I'm upset."

"Then why?" I put my hand on his shoulder, which was very tense.

"Leo likes you. You might have thought it was only as friends but he didn't, I can tell by the way he looks at you, the way he acts around you."

"Well, even if he does, it doesn't matter."

"It does matter." He argued quietly, "My cousin like my girlfriend, this wont work, and if you still want Leo and I to be friends and get along, then that's unrealistic."

"I wont force you to be his friend if you really don't like him, but just...be nice, if not nice then tolerant at least. I had to reject him earlier."

"Reject him?"

"He told me that he does like me like that, I told him about you and I,"

"You did?"

"Did you think I wouldn't?" He still hasn't looked at me this entire time.

"Well...I'm glad you did." I put my other hand on his other shoulder and it was just as tense. I moved my body closer to him and wrapped my legs around his torso, my hands still on his shoulders, he put his hands on my legs and I massage his shoulders.

He let out a small hum, letting me know he liked what I was doing.

"Jeez, you're really tense,"

"I have been lately, I think it's stress."

"Wanna talk about it?" 

He let out a half laugh that was pretty dark.

"That's a bit ironic don't you think?"

"Hm?"

"You're trying to make me talk when you never talk yourself,"

"I don't know what you're talking about, are you tired?" he shook his head.

"Never mind then." He dropped it and I let out a silent sigh of relief. I leaned my head against the back of his neck and continued what I was doing. 

"How's it going with the cabinet?"