Yule ball was coming up. Y/n was sitting in the library with Hermione, studying.
"Hermione, how do you solve this?" I turn my textbook towards her. Just as she was about to answer, a guy from Durmstrang came up to me. "Hi. Y/n, right?"
I looked at him confused "Yes, can I help you?" I can feel Hermione's stare burn at the side of my face. The guy seemed nervous.
"Um, I was wondering if, um... You'd maybe, like to, uh.. Come to the-the Yule ball with me?" I looked at him shocked as Hermione gasped.
Little did I know, Draco was in the library, listening in to our conversation.
*Time skip about half an hour later*
I was sitting at one of the couches in the Slytherin common room, reading my book. Pansy came running to me. She tried to speak, but couldn't catch her breath. "Hold on, Pans. Breathe." I hand her a glass of water. She downs it in seconds and starts speaking like a proper human being.
"We need to go to the backyard!" I look a her confused. "Theodore is beating some guy from Durmstrang!" I gasp and start running to the backyard. I push my way through the crowd and start pulling Teodore away. "Theodore stop! Get off of him!" He turns around as he hears my voice.
I pull him away to my dorms bathroom. He leans on the counter as I take out the first aid kit.
I start treating his wounds and cuts. "What were you thinking?! Beating him up! Have you completely lost your mind?!" He just stares at me. "Answer me!" He opens his mouth, wanting to say something. He looks down as he starts speaking.
"Did you agree?" I look a him dumbfounded. "Agree to what? I swear to God, Theodore, if this is just one of your plans to manipulate me into forgetting how you beat that poor that guy up-"
"Do you even know the reason why I did it? Huh?!" I stare at him, confused. Urging him to continue. "He asked you to the Yule ball. He can't be the one to do that." I look a him in shock.
"That's what this is all about? Because he asked me to the Yule ball? Wait- You were there?" He shook his head. Then it hit me. Draco. "Was it Draco? Did he tell you?"
"Does it matter?"
"Of course it does. Did Draco tell you the whole story? I bet he heard that guy ask me to be his Yule ball date, made assumptions and ran off to tell you... Theo?"
He looked up at me. "Did Draco tell you what I told the guy?" He shook his head. I just face palm myself. "Of course he didn't. Theodore I- When he asked me to be his date to the ball I rejected him. I told him that I want to go with just one guy. And if that guy didn't ask me, I'd either go by myself, with my friends or stay in."
"Oh" It was all that went out of this mouth before he decided to continue.
"You rejected him?" I nod. "Who is the guy you want to go with? Does he go to our school?" I nod once again."Who is this guy? The one that's making you decline every guy until he pops the question?"
With that, I smash my lips against his, closing the gap between us. His arms went around my waist as mine wrapped around his neck.
I pull away for a bit. "Does that answer your question?" I smirk. He nods his head and smashes our lips back together.
YOU ARE READING
Harry Potter imagines
Short StoryStories are gonna be about: -Mattheo Riddle -Tom Riddle -Lorenzo Bershkire -Blaise Zabini -Draco Malfoy -Theodore Nott All this written with @SanjaMaksimovic0 Feel dree to write your wishes. I will try and write them.