His Plan (Draco Malfoy X Reader)

' Last detention '

This chapter is gonna be interesting!! 🤭

After a couple days of regular classes, dates with Harry, and hanging out with your friends, it was finally the day of your last detention with Malfoy. You happily told your friends all of this. "I just wanna get it over withhhh" you complained. "Just be patience." Harry said, with his arm around your shoulder. You sighed.

It was the end of snapes class. You waited for everyone to leave and Malfoy did the same. Neville had made a small mess by his desk, so you went to clean that up.
"It must be so wonderful to be dating famous pottah." He spat, he was obviously mocking you and Harry. "Just shut up." You said. "It makes no sense, why would a girl like you like Harry. What do you even see in him anyways?" He said.
"A girl like me?"  You thought.
"He's actually pretty nice if you actually get to know him instead of just bullying him and calling him scarhead all the time." You said proving a point.

After a while of occasionally talking about you and Harry, and cleaning up Snapes dark room, detention was finally over, it seemed like forever.
"Finally!" You said, letting out a sigh of relief. "Are you gonna miss me?" Draco joked.
"Yeahhhh, no." You said laughing. You two made eye contact for a spilt second. "Anyways, Harry's probably waiting for me. See you later at-" Draco grabbed your wrist. "Malfoy? Get off." You said, you jerked your head to death Glare at him. Draco pulled you in. "Malfoy what the hell!" You spoke. Your face was for some reason turning red. He stared at your lips for a minute. "Malfoy if you don't let go of me I'm goin-" before you could finish your sentence he kissed you. The kiss was passionate. You enjoyed it but you felt the guilt build up inside of you. At the worse momment possible, Harry walked in. The second he saw you and Malfoy, his face looked as he had saw a ghost. (Of course ghosts were normal at hogwarts but you know what I mean :) you gave a Terrified look, Dracos hands were still around your waist. "Y/n..?" He broke the Slience.
"Harry.." you said back. Malfoy rolled his eyes. "Would you let go of me around!?" You yelled at Draco. His eyes widen at your sudden screaming. He let go of you. You ran towards Harry. "Harry, I swear it's not what it looks like." You said, you saw a tear roll down his cheek. "No, it's fine. I-if you wanna date Malfoy.." He said, his voice cracked. He blinked to wash away another tear. "No Harry, please just listen to me-" but it was to late. He already had walked off. You turned your back to Malfoy, refusing to face him.  "How..could you." You spoke, still not facing him. Malfoy just stood there. His hands were fists. He didn't mean to hurt you, he just wanted to make Harry break up with you. (And of course to hurt Harry.) "You crossed your arms and a fatal tear rolled down your cheek. "Y/n I didn't mean to hurt you." He gained the strength to say to you. "Just..fuck off.." you stated and walked away. You walked to your dorm wiping away tears every couple seconds. You walked in the common room and you saw Harry sitting down on the couch, he was crying. Sitting next to him was Hermione and Ron. Once Hermione saw you, she gave you a horrible dirty look, you just walked away to your dorm. The way Hermione looked at you was probably the worse thing ever. I mean besides all the drama that had previously happend.

You refused to get out of bed the next day, usually Hermione would help you get up if you were feeling ill or tired. This time she didn't even talk to you. Harry had told Hermione and Ron about what had happend, you were guessing Ron told Fred and George, and they told someone else and so on. Because once you finally had enough motivation to get ready, you threw on your tie, you didn't even bother to look in the mirror. You brushed your hair but that was pretty much it. The second you stepped into the great hall all eyes were on you, from all the houses, but especially Gryffindor. You looked at Draco, and he looked away the second you looked at him. He countied to poke at his breakfast will his fork. With all the glares and whispers of the students, you walked out of the great hall. You stayed in bed all day. The guilt was painful to deal with.