slytherin boys react

draco malfoy: thinking they only want you for your body

you sit alone on the edge of the fountain in the courtyard. you can't help but feel a pang of unease about how he insists on keeping your relationship a secret. lost in thought, you don't notice him approach until he sits beside you, his expression stoic as always.

"what's wrong?" he asks, his voice betraying a hint of concern.

you don't look at him, your gaze fixed on the ripples in the water of the fountain. "it's just..." you begin, hesitating.

he leans closer to you, his hand reaching out to touch yours gently. "just what?" he presses, his voice softer than usual.

"it's just... i can't help but feel like you only want me for one thing," you confess. you glance over at him, bracing yourself for his reaction.

his eyes meet yours, a flicker of surprise passing through them. "that's not true," he says, and there is a hint of hurt in his tone, almost as if your words have stung him. "i care about you, you know that."

you want to believe him, you really do. but the thoughts keep gnawing at you. "then why do you always insist on keeping us a secret?" you ask, the words slipping out before you can stop them.

he visibly tenses at your question, his hand tightening momentarily around yours. he looks away, his gaze fixed on the ground. "it's not that i don't want people to know about us. i just- i just want you to myself, okay?" he admits almost timidly.

you stare at him for a moment, his words registering in your mind. "but hiding it makes me feel like you're ashamed of me. like you don't think i'm good enough for you." you say.

his head whips around, his eyes meeting yours again. "that's not it at all," he protests, his voice rising slightly. "you are good enough for me, more than good enough. it's just-" he pauses as he seems to be struggling with something.

"look- if you think i'm using you for your body- i'm not- i'd never, i couldn't- i can't even touch you without worrying if- if i'm doing something wrong." he stammers quickly.

he lets out a frustrated exhale, running a hand through his hair. "i'm scared. scared that if people knew, they would want you, they would want your time, your attention, your affection, and they would take you away from me. and i can't.. i don't want to share you. i want you all to myself."

you sit there in silence for a moment, processing his words. "draco," you say gently, finally breaking the silence, "no one's going to take me away from you."

he lets out a bitter laugh, looking away from you. "easy for you to say," he mutters. "everyone wants you. you're smart, and kind, and beautiful. hell, half the guys in this school would do anything to be with you."

"but i don't want them," you say firmly, reaching out to take his hand again, linking your fingers together. "i want you."

he looks back at you, his eyes searching yours for any trace of deception. "then can i..." he starts, his voice quiet, "can i kiss you? right here and now? you wouldn't be ashamed?"

he doesn't wait long for your response before leaning in and capturing your lips with his. the kiss is soft and gentle as he pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around you as if he's scared to let you go. when the kiss finally ends, he pulls away slightly, his forehead resting against yours.

"i don't want to keep this a secret anymore," he says, his voice a gravelly whisper. "i want everyone to know that you're mine."