Slytherin Boys Imagines

𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇 𝖤𝖣

          *dating* *requested* *there may be trigger warnings*
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Draco Malfoy:

⛤ he begins to notice you leaving after every meal, and begins to get concerned

⛤ that night, he follows you when you leave after dinner. he's confused when you go into your dorm, but he still comes in after you. [T.W: puke] His eyes widen as he sees you kneeled down in front of the toilet, your hair pulled back as you stick your fingers into your throat. mere moments later, he sees you throwing up and immediately runs to you. 

⛤"my love," he calls, kneeling down beside you. "what are you doing here?" you ask, horror flooding your face as you pull away, shutting the lid of the toilet seat. "what are you doing, love? why are you forcing yourself to throw up?" he asks cautiously, not knowing whether or not you want to talk about it. 

⛤ when you stay silent, he only nods in understanding that you don't want to talk. he helps you up, cleaning your mouth with wet tissues, and drying off the sweat that had formed. 

⛤leading you to your bed, you both stay quiet as he sits beside you. "if i tell you, i don't want you to see me any differently," you say, turning to face him. "i would never, you know that." he reassures. 

⛤ "i have an eating disorder." you pause, and he stays silent, letting you continue, "as a child, my parents used to constantly compare me to all the girls around me, telling me that i was bigger than them and that i needed to be thinner." tears welled in your eyes, and he realised it, taking your hands in his soothingly rubbing your skin. 

⛤ "since then, i've always had to watch what i eat and if i ate too much, i would always force myself to throw it up." a comfortable silence fell between the two of you before he pulled you into a tight hug, your tears streaming down your face and staining his shirt. 

⛤"you're perfect just the way you are. you always have been and you always will be." he whispered in your ear, rubbing his hands up and down your back to reassure and calm you down. 

⛤ "i don't see myself that way." you replied, sniffling. 

⛤ "you're not alone in this, love. i'm here for you, you know that right? you can always talk to me about whatever you're going through, i'll always be here to listen." he continued, pressing a kiss to your cheek as you two pulled away. "i'm here for you every step of the way, to support you." he reassured, and you nodded, smiling softly as you wiped away your tears. 

Mattheo Riddle:

⛤repeatedly, he'd start to notice that whenever he woke up, you weren't there by his side as he'd hoped to see you. just as usual, as he walked out of the bathroom, he saw you walk in after your morning run. 

⛤ "morning, matt." you say, smiling. "morning, darling. out for a run again?" he asked, walking towards you and placing a kiss to your forehead. "yes. last night wasn't enough for me." you say, your voice dropping to hide the guilt you felt at having exercised too little the previous day. 

⛤"you work out so much, more than me and i'm a quidditch player." he states, his eyes filling with concern. "i'm fine, matt. exercise is healthy." 

⛤"not too much of it, darling." you walked past him and to the closet. he watched as you rummaged through the clothes, ignoring all the tight-fitted ones and choosing a very oversized tee. 

⛤ "darling, come here for a second." he called you over, and you did so, going over to where he was sat on the bed and sitting on his lap. "are you sure you're okay?" he askes, supporting you with one hand on your back, and the other resting on your thighs.