devotion // 𐙚⋆.˚ slytherin boys .

001 // forgetting your date

IN WHICH . . .
you're celebrating your
one year anniversary with them with
an expensive dinner, however
as the hours pass by, you realize they have forgotten your date.

DRACO MALFOY ⟡

drayy, where are you at??
    seen 6:36

my dray
practicing quidditch with
blaise, need anything?
sent 6:39

are you serious?
what the fuck draco.
seen 6:40

my dray
what??? did i do something
wrong darling?
sent 6:40

our one year
anniversary dinner.
i've been waiting at the
restaurant for an hour.
seen 6:41

my dray
shit. darling, im so sorry.
stay there, im coming right now.
sent 6:41

don't bother. i'm leaving.
seen 6:42

my dray
i'll make this up to you
i swear. please darling.
sent 6:42

y/n? answer please.
sent 6:47

▹        as you walked back to hogwarts alone, hot tears run down your face. your perfectly mascara'd lashes - that you spent a good 10 minutes on - ruined. your phone buzzes repeatedly in your purse, the vibrations seemingly endless. you know it's draco, and you don't want to talk to him.

how could he forget your anniversary? he suggested the idea of a dinner in the first place. as you enter the castle, you keep your head down and attempt to cover your face with your perfectly curled hair you styled for draco. you get a few weird looks but you're able to enter the slytherin common room quickly, not bothering to say hello to mattheo and enzo in the common room.

as soon as you get into your room, you kick off your heels. deep wine red ones to match with your dress. the dress that draco bought you. the mere thought of his name makes your eyes well up again. you barely have time to catch your breath when there's a quick knock at the door.

"y/n, darling it's me. please open the door."
draco's desperate voice sounds from the other side. you scoff and quickly shout back.

"leave me alone draco! i dont want to see you right now." you try to put as much ferocity as you can into the words but your voice breaks, much to your embarrassment.

"i'm so sorry y/n. i know you don't want to see me but i'm begging you to let me explain."
although you know you shouldn't, his pained voice brings you closer and closer to the door.

you unlock the door silently and open it a crack to find draco, still in his quidditch uniform, hair ruffled and messy. his face is extremely flushed. immediately, he comes into the room.

"y/n, im so sorry darling. you know i have a game tomorrow, and i just got so in my head. i never should've let this happen." his voice is shaky as he cups your face lightly in his hands.

his eyes wander down your body and notice the dress you're wearing.

"fuck. how could i do this to my beautiful girl." he looks down at the ground, clearly ashamed. you sigh, and place a hand on his.