𝕆𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕐𝕠𝕦. - Draco x Male Reader

Ill

I wait outside The Great Hall, but he doesn't show.

Only about 5 minutes has passed since dinner started, but I decide to go to the Slytherin boys dorms, to go look for him. I rush through the common room, and go up the stairs.

I knock on the door to his dorm, but hear nothing.
"Draco?" I ask, and put my ear up to the door, trying to hear any movement from inside the dorm.
Still nothing. As I start to walk away, the door opens softly and slowly, and I see him holding onto the doorframe.

"Y/N, come here please," He says, his voice throaty. He looks a little bit pale and weak. I've never seen him like this. He opens his arms for a hug, and I gently walk into them, resting my face in the crook of his neck and shoulder.

"What's wrong?" I ask, extremely concerned.
"I don't feel good. my stomach turned when Crabbe and Goyle almost saw us. Can we just go lay down, please?" He asks, almost pleading.
He buries his face in my shoulder, almost trying to ground himself. He feels unsteady, like he needs to go lie down before he collapses.

"Of course, hon. Go lay down, I'll get you some food, and I'll be right back."
I walk him to his bed, the one closest to the window, furthest away from the door. I set him down gently, and cover him in the blankets. As I turn to go to the Great Hall, he stops me, his voice quiet.
"Before you go, did you eat?"

"I- I didn't have time... I came straight here when you didn't show," I say, hesitantly, "I was worried about you."
After a beat, he responds,
"You need to eat, too. Get yourself some food, Y/N."
I smile and nod, before turning and walking away. I stop right in front of the door before I open it, and turn to him.
"I'll be back. Rest while I'm gone, please."

I open the door, and walk out.

DRACOS PERSPECTIVE

God, I'm completely whipped. I don't know how my stomach turned so hard that I got sick when Crabbe and Goyle almost saw us, but it did.

I turn over in the bed, holding my stomach. I hold part of the blanket close to my chest, and close my eyes as I wait for him to come back.

I don't remember when I fell asleep, or how long he was gone, but it seems I was woken up mere seconds after I fell asleep.

Y/N'S PERSPECTIVE

You know, I think I'll give him one of my hoodies. I'm going to grab him the big, plain grey one, I think it's the only one that'll fit him.

Everyone is staring at me while I grab two meals, one for each of us, and walk out of The Great Hall, and I don't even want to know what they're thinking.

I walk to my dorm and grab the hoodie, giving it one last hug, and folding it over my arm. I pick up the steaming food, some soup for each of us, and walk out of my dorm. I go through the common room, getting a few amused looks being shot my way by my fellow Hufflepuffs. I try and speed through, opening the door quickly, and I begin walking through the halls. The stares from people scattered around the halls are piercing; the only difference between the looks I get from the Hufflepuffs and the looks I get from the people in the halls, are that the people in the halls seem disgusted, for some reason.

I finally make it back to the common room, and open the door quickly, speeding to the dorms. I open Draco's dorm room door slowly, and quietly say, "Hon? I-"
I stop as soon I see him fast asleep on the bed.

I set the meals down on the bedside table. Gently shaking him, I say, quietly enough to wake him slowly,
"Draco? Wake up, I brought you some food."
He groans and turns over, slowly waking up from his light sleep. He lets out a small groan, and blinks away the tiredness. His eyes lock on mine, making my knees weak at his tired gaze.
"Hey, sleepyhead. I got us some food," I sit next to him on the edge of the bed. I raise my hand, and brush away a few stray pieces of hair, giving him a kind smile.
"Thank you," He says gratefully, sitting up slowly in order to eat the soup and rolls I got him.
Before I hand him the soup, I set the hoodie on his lap, and say,

"I grabbed you a hoodie, I kind of figured you wouldn't want to be in your uniform all night."
"What, you want to see me change, or something?"
He says with a light chuckle. I know he doesn't mean it, but now that I think about it, I wouldn't mind that it all that much. I give him a light shrug, and he says,
"Well, sometimes you get what you want."