Twisted Fate - Draco Malfoy x fem reader

Chapter 8

Y/n's POV:

Y/n didn't say anything about Draco and how he had a breakdown within her arms, it wasn't her word to tell. She was more worried by the fact that he has compressed such emotions and kept them inside locked up. Maybe Lucius isn't just cruel to her but his son too.

Y/n stared at the food as she ate, deep in thought, completely blanking out there friend's conversations around her. She hated to admit it, but she was worried for Draco and his mental health. Everyone deserves to be loved, so why can't he?

A voice snapped her out of her thoughts, " Are you alright, Y/n?" Harry asked, concerned, noticing how silent she was and the troubled expression written across her angelic features. Y/n looked down at her hand to see his hand over hers, giving it a reassuring squeeze. Y/n didn't notice the look of suspicious looks Ron and Hermione exchanged amongst each other at his action.

Y/n looked down at his hand, not exactly sure what to think of it but sent him a small smile to thank him for caring. " I'm alright, just tired is all," Y/n replied with a lie, in which he easily bought.
He nodded and continued to eat his food, then felt the looks of his two friend and looked up, confused, " What?" Hermione let out an annoyed sigh at his stupidity, shaking her head,
" We'll tell you later",

Y/n felt a stare that made her look around the room. It was sharp and too strong to ignore, yet she felt as if she knew exactly who it was coming from.
She met eyes with Draco, who was across the room with his friends. He had managed to compose himself so it looked as if he wasn't going through any emotional pain at all. But Y/n still saw it.
She could see and feel it within him when they made eye contact.

As soon as he realised she had caught him stare, he looked away almost instantly. Y/n was confused, but decided not to question and continue her meal. Usually, Draco wouldn't acknowledge her at all, like she doesn't even exist. So to see him actually looking at her felt nicer than expected.
It made her heart warm and drove her determination to help him more.

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Whilst Y/n was finding a book in the library, Ron and Hermione nodded at each other one asked, a small grin on her face, " Harry, do you like Y/n?"
He seemed taken aback by the question,
" Like her? Of course, she's a great person and friend," Hermione face palmed at his response, deciding to leave it to Ron.

" Not like that, Harry, we mean romantically,"
Ron exclaimed. Harry realised what they were asking and his pale cheeks went rosy from blushing, his eyes widening slightly before turning back to face the book in front of him.
" I don't know what you're talking about," He clearly lied, making Ron and Hermione laugh.

" You do like her! This is amazing, why don't you ask her out?" Harry's blush only went redder as he cleared his throat from embarrassment. He let out a sigh of defeat, " Fine. I do like her, okay?
I don't want to ask her out because I'm afraid she doesn't see me more than a friend",

Hermione rolled her eyes playfully, a large grin on her face, complimenting her cheekbones,
" Harry, she couldn't refuse from you, I'm sure she will be happy to try and date you," Hermione advised whilst Ron nodded, agreeing,
" Yeah, and if it doesn't work out, then try and become friends again,"

Harry looked at Y/n from afar, loving the way her bright coloured eyes looked as if they were glowing in the sunlight and her hair moving in the breeze. In his eyes, she looked breath taking, he had to inhale deeply to contain his blush when he looked at her. All he knows is that he has fallen for her - hard.

Harry got up and walked towards Y/n nervously,
fiddling with his hands as he spoke, " Y/n, do you think we can talk, in private please?" He asked. Y/n jumped a little when he appeared and nodding, her kind smile that was always on her face had a hint of worry within. Harry led her into a separate classroom and closed the door.

" Is everything alright?" Y/n asked, worriedly.
Harry nodded and turned around, swallowing the lump in his throat as he began, keeping his gaze to the floor, " Y/n, I've been feeling like this for a while now, and I want to confess my feelings for you," Y/n's eyes widened in surprise, looking as his hands gently wrapped around hers.

" I like you, Y/n, in every way possible. Your kindness, compassion, your beauty, your smile. I love everything about you, and I'm hoping you accept the offer of me becoming someone more than a friend. A boyfriend. Now it's okay to decline, I'll manage, but please accept if you please," He confessed, his voice shaky a little from how nervous he was.

Y/n didn't know how to respond. She's never been in a relationship before and has neither been confessed by someone. She thought for a moment, wondering how to respond. If she refused, she knew that his heart would be broken, but was there a reason to refuse? Y/n knows Harry is an honest, loyal person. So she decided to give it a try.