Y/n Targaryen, the niece of Daenerys Stormborn lived a perfect life with her Aunt. Both of their ambitions to reclaim the Iron Throne was strong. Until Y/n was cursed by a witch.
Her whole life changed when the curse made her travel to another real...
The Yule ball was coming closer and you couldn't wait to show your new dress to your friends. None of the dresses in the market weren't you type, so for the past few days, you've been designing and making your own. It was hard at first, but you got used to it.
You were walking to your desk in class and spotted an envelope on your chair. Confused, you looked around to see if anyone had spotted it, but they were too busy with their own conversations. You grabbed it and sat down before reading what it said, " Meet me in the Slytherin dorm rooms after class",
There was no name but you knew it was Malfoy. You glanced at him in the corner of your eye, only to see he was secretly looking at you. Pansy sent you a glare of jealousy as class started. After class ended, you walked into the Slytherin dorm rooms to see Malfoy was sat on the couch.
You sat beside him, feeling nervous but you didn't know why. You fiddled with your fingers nervously and swallowed the lump that formed in your throat, " You wanted to see me?"
He looked at you with his deep blue eyes and when he made eye contact, he averted his gaze. He inhaled deeply, clearly nervous about something but tried not to show it. Then he asked, sincerely for once, without no hatred, " Do you want to go to the Yule Ball with me?"
Your eyes widened in surprise, not expecting him to ask that. " I have to admit, out of all things I thought you were going to say... that wasn't even on the list,"
He got up and was about to walk away, not happy with your answer. You could tell by the way his body tensed and the aggravated sigh that left his mouth. But you grabbed his wrist with a firm grip before he could walk away. He turned to look at you, and this time he didn't break eye contact. It was like that for a few moments and you replied, " Of course, I'll go with you,"
His body stopped being so tense from your reply and nodded and walked away. You understood him more than you ever had. He refused to show emotion to anybody, which was why he was so hated. You think that he doesn't like to show any kind of weakness, which was understandable. You didn't even realise the small smile on your face of the thought of going to the dance with him.
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This is your dress. You can imagine it to be any colour, but I wanted to inspire it by Targaryen designs. THIS IS NOT MY ART! CREDIT TO ARTIST!
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It was finally time for the Yule Ball and the dress fit you perfectly. It was the type of dress Daenerys would let you imagine as a child within a fairytale. It was a pale F/C colour and long, but you designed it like a Targaryen. The waist corset was gold and metal, but still comfortable. The dress split just down your breasts and the sleeves were long and became baggy at the wrists.
You walked out of the hut to see your dragons, including Rhaegal that had freed himself, waiting for you patiently. You smiled at them and placed your hand on each of their snouts, one after a time. They liked your touch and leaned it, but you could tell by the look in their eyes that they missed home.
" īlon'll sagon lenton aderī. Nyke'll find nykeā ñuhoso. Nyke kivio. ( We'll be home soon. I'll find a way. I promise. ),"
They growled in response, telling you they understood. You looked at the grass that led to Hogwarts and cringed by all the mud that would surely ruin your dress. Viserys growled and got your attention and lowered himself to the ground, signalling you to get on.
You smiled, your heart warming and got on him. He flew you up to the entrance of Hogwarts and let you get off. You hugged him gently on the snout, thanking him before walking into the building, the sound of him flying away was heard with his large wings.
You walked down the long corridors and finally reached the outdoors of the Yule Ball. All the students whispered to each other whilst looking at you whilst you walked to your friends. Poor Ron almost tripped backwards from your beauty, " Bloody Hell,"
Harry gulped nervously, even he was flabbergasted by your beauty, " You look beautiful, Y/n?"
" Thank you,"
You turned your attention to Hermione, who was walking down the stairs wearing a beautiful pink dress that faded to a blue - purple colour. She took Victor Krum's hand and sent you an excited grin. You sent her a wink and laughed.
Draco walked up to you in a fresh black suit and held his hand out for you. His blue eyes never left yours and your heart skipped a beat from the contact. Inhaling deeply, you took his hand and walked into the Yule Ball in a straight line. People whispered in the crowd both your names but you didn't let it bother you.
The music slowly began to play and your breath hitched in your throat when he placed his hand on your waist to dance. It send tingles throughout your entire body and goosebumps down your spine.
You both danced with everyone like you were the only people in the room. But right now, it felt like you were. His gaze never left yours as you danced and in that moment you knew you had fallen for Draco Malfoy.
When the music stopped, you didn't realise how close your faces were to each other. When people clapped, he gently grabbed your hand and led you outside onto a balcony. You looked up at the stars, to see the night sky and the moon illuminating in the dark depths of the night.
" You're different, you know?"
You turned to look at him to already meet his gaze. You sent him a curious look, making him chuckle for the first time. You raised your eyebrow, " Oh really? And why's that? Is it because I have dragons as friends and fire doesn't harm me?"
He shook his head, laughing a little at your words and stepped closer. In instinct, you stepped backwards but you back hit the balcony railing. His eyes trailed down to your lips as he gently played with your white curls, " You're beautiful. And I've always admired how you see the light in the darkest corners. Especially in people,"
Your heart warmed up at his words, " And what's brought all this up?"
He hesitated for a moment but then seemed to get impatient before grabbing your waist, gently but eagerly and pulled you close. He placed his lips on yours and before you even knew what you were doing. You kissed back.
