You! | Draco Malfoy x Y/n |

-16-

Unease stirs in my stomach as I meet Lennon's eyes piercing into mine as I enter the common room. The firelight flickers, casting long shadows on the walls, adding to the tension in the air.

"Lennon," I say, forcing a calm I don't feel, trying my best to avoid the razor-sharp gaze of the boy in front of me.

"Y/n." He mimics, his voice dripping with accusation.

I sit on one of the couches across from him, twisting my hands so hard that my knuckles go white. My heart pounds in my chest, guilt churning inside me.

"Shouldn't you be in cl-" I mumble, but am cut off by a shout from Lennon.

"In class? In class, Y/n? I should be asking you that, judging by the fact that you weren't here last night or this morning, and when I do see you, you're always stalking off with Malfoy, laughing and talking like you guys are-" He yells as he stands up, wand drawn, his face red with anger.

"Are what, Lennon?" I shout back, standing as the unnecessary anger bubbles up. My wand is in my hand before I realize it, pointing at the boy who used to be my closest friend. "What I do with my time is none of your business, and the fact that you act so protective of me is just idiotic, you know that?"

"Bloody hell, Y/n, I'm only protective because I'm like your brother!"

"Yeah? Well, a real brother doesn't snoop around their sister's business! I have a goddamn life, Lennon. I don't need you to protect me like I'm your prized possession! And you can go fu-"

But a sharp creak prevents me from shouting what wouldn't be a proper English sentence at Lennon, because, bloody hell, Draco walks in.

Could his timing get any worse?

"You!" Lennon shouts, shoving his wand into Draco's chest, causing him to stumble backward. "Stay away from Y/n, you absolute-"

"Protego!" I shout as a purple shield erupts between the two, Lennon getting shoved backward into a splintery chair, and Draco getting pushed against the stone wall. I stalk toward Lennon, meeting my fiery eyes with his weary ones. "Lennon Gray," I say lowly, pressing a finger into his chest, "Leave him alone. And don't ever do that again if you really are my best friend."

Lennon stares at me, his eyes wide with shock, the red glint in them slowly fading as he slumps into the chair further, running a hand through his spiky brown hair.

"Whatever," he grumbles, shoving past me and disappearing into the boys' dormitory.

I suppress a loud sigh as I walk into the girl's dormitory, cursing myself for everything I've done and for everything I've said.

A/n: No Lennon doesn't have anger issues + yes its a small chapter

he's just overprotective

also my friend read the story and asked what Y/n meant so I feel like I should clear that up is case yall have questionss

Y/n - Your Name

Y/e/c - Your Eye Color

Y/h/c - Your Hair Color

/* - A wand illuminated to show remorse or regret, eg; Dumbledore's death in HBP

Actually, nvm. Dumbledore's swan dive wasn't that sad, more like Cedric's death is a better example

Ilysm guys thanks for reading 🤗