draco malfoy imagines

the defintion of love itself XI

"It's been months, Draco. Why do you keep on rejecting me?" Astoria screamed out, stomping her foot in anger.

"Maybe because I don't want to be with you, Greengrass." Draco snapped, her eyes widened at the use of her last name.

"But-"

"Greengrass, I mean it in the most disrespectful way possible. Piss off."

"No, Draco. You're going to do what you're supposed to," Pansy sneered, interrupting their civil conversation. Draco sighed.

"Pansy."

"Do what?" Hermione stepped in, smiling at Pansy and Draco, completely ignoring Astoria's presence.

"He's going to break up with Y/N today!" Astoria squealed, jumping into a conversation where she was obviously, not welcomed. Hermione's eyes widened. Gosh, if it widened even a millimeter more, it would've popped out of her eyelids.

"What? Why?" Draco glared at Astoria, walking away.

"Like I said before, I want to be with her. So it doesn't matter." Hermione and Pansy followed him. Sighing out of frustration, he ran his fingers through his hair, wishing for some peace.

"Malfoy, come back this fucking instant." Hermione screamed, trying to catch up with his long strides. "It's nothing, Granger."

"It was a bet, Hermione." Pansy exclaimed, quite disappointed with the situation.

"What was?"

"Everything. Y/N and Draco, Draco and Astoria."

"Malfoy, elaborate this instant."

"Fuck off, Granger."

"Petrificus Totalus!" At that very instant, Draco's body stood still as Hermione blew on her wand. Smirking, she walked up to him.

"Now talk."

"I'll talk! I wanted to do it for some time anyway." Astoria giggled out of nowhere, and caught up to the three. "Draco and I made a bet. If he dates Y/N for a month and breaks her heart, he'd finally get to date me-"

"Is that true, Malfoy?" Hermione clenched her jaw, as Draco turned away, getting himself ready to be punched to a pulp. "Answer it right now, Malfoy. Or I'll sting you with jinxes and hexes until you say something." Hermione threatened.

"Hermione, forget it. Y/N said she'll take care of everything." Pansy sighed, at this Blaise appeared.

"She did what?" Draco sighed, mentally cursing everything. "Please tell me she didn't!" he cried out, exasperated.

"And Draco agreed. He was so desperate-" Hermione lunged at Draco, giving him a hard punch, because he was petrified, all he could do was hiss at the pain.

"Hermione!" hearing that voice, everyone turned around toward it, to see you, the very person who would become heartbroken. You were in your Ravenclaw robes, clutching your books to your chest. Seeing Draco petrified, you muttered the countercurse. "What were you thinking?"

"He deserved it." Hermione glared. Draco fell to his knees, holding his red cheek.

"Y/N, sweetheart. Your dear boyfriend Draco has something to say to you~" she sang, absolutely thrilled by the drama happening.

"Shut the fuck up, Greengrass." Pansy snapped as Astoria grinned slyly.

"Draco's jaw really doesn't seem alright." you began, quite worried for your current boyfriend.