Draco Malfoy Oneshots

Friends to lovers

A/N: Just a quick note for all the girls out there (and everyone else who will ever get in a situation like this): Please remember that it is always okay to speak up if someone makes you feel uncomfortable and never be afraid to make a scene if necessary (only if you feel like it's safe obviously), regardless what other people around you might think or say about it. These feelings are completely valid and much more important than what others might think.
Also, since this fact might get lost in this fic: Consent is always key, always remember this, regardless of what situation you are in or what the relationship with the other person might look like.

"So what do you think? The silvery or the green one?"
You narrowed your eyes as you tried to conjure the images of the dresses in your mind.
"The green one. With some silvery jewellery."
"Maybe the necklace you got me for my birthday?"
You grinned at your friend.
"I was thinking the exact same, Pansy."
"Oh yeah, and what do you think, Draco? Which shirt should I wear tonight? The black one or the black one?", you were suddenly interrupted by a deeper voice.
The blond boy pouted as if he would actually think about his answer.
"I think you should wear the black one, Blaise.", he finally answered. "It stresses your eyes."
"You're too kind, Draco. And such an amazing help."
You shared an annoyed glare with Pansy, which made the boys give in and burst into laughter.
"But honestly", Blaise stated when they had finally calmed down again, "I don't get why you make such a fuss about it."
"It's just a party. The two of you should calm down a bit.", Draco agreed with his friend.
You nudged him playfully.
"Says the boy who takes about an hour to style his hair every morning and still gets it ruined in the first ten minutes afterwards."
Draco touched his hair, looking slightly offended as a rosy shimmer spread across his cheeks.
"A malicious allegation. It looks like that naturally."
You shared a knowing glance with Pansy, fully aware of the fact that what Draco had just stated was nothing but a lie.
"It's nothing to be ashamed of, Draco.", you chirped as you smiled at him sweetly.
"It's actually very attractive if a guy cares about his appearance, you know?", Pansy added, making Blaise almost choke on his pumpkin juice.
The four of you were sitting in the Great Hall at breakfast and the most important topic of the day was the upcoming party tonight. By now, you had finished all your exams for the year and Salazar, that was for sure a reason to celebrate. And at one of the biggest parties of the year, Pansy and you obviously wanted to dress up at least a bit, eager to escape the everyday look of your school uniforms. And to do so, you were even willing to take some rude comments from your friends.
"As if I would be in need of such things.", Draco returned, shooting Pansy a deadly glare, while Blaise still tried to catch his breath.
"Because unlike some of us", Blaise stated, when he had finally recovered, as his eyes darted from Pansy to you and back to Pansy, "we don't have to put in any effort to look great."
"While Pansy and I, unlike some of us, are aware of how we can maximize our God-given beauty. It wouldn't hurt you to try this as well at some point."
"So you can't even argue with the fact that we're just irresistibly attractive, can you?", Blaise grinned.
"It makes me want to worship the ground you're walking on.", you said, your voice dripping with sarcasm.
But while you were making fun of it, even you couldn't deny that Blaise, as well as Draco, actually had some kind of effortless beauty. They were attractive, you couldn't deny it, however, you would rather bite off your tongue than ever actually admit it to the boys.
"That doesn't mean you couldn't optimize it though.", Pansy stepped in. "Maybe some eyeliner for Blaise and I bet Draco's eyes would pop out more if we would curl his lashes..."
"And maybe ruffle up his hair a bit...", you added, laying your arm around Draco's shoulder in a sneaky attempt to get your hand closer to the neatly styled hair, but Draco realized immediately what you were up to and caught your hand with his.
"Don't you dare. Do you know how much time it takes me to get this done? Won't let you ruin it just like that.", he growled.
"So you admit it.", you stated with a triumphant shimmer in your eyes.
Draco looked at you irritated.
"Admit what?"
"That you style it."
Your friend hesitated a moment, before he grumbled: "Never said I wouldn't. I just pointed out that you have a tendency to exaggerate."
You rolled your eyes.
"Sure you did." You sighed and rested your head on your friend's shoulder. "But jokes aside. You look... well, let's say at least acceptable, styled hair or not."
Draco let out a low chuckle as he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you even closer.
"Likewise, princess."
And on the other side of the table, Pansy and Blaise couldn't hide the smirk on their faces as they watched the scene in front of them, sharing a glance in silent agreement.