Y/N x Draco Malfoy (Enemies to Lovers)

'We can't happen'

Y/N's POV

My heart quickened as I chased after him. I finally caught up to him, leaning against the wall, his face shadowed by his platinum hair."Draco?" I called softly, my voice echoing in the empty hall.He didn't respond immediately, but I could see his hand. His knuckles were bleeding, the skin torn and red. I winced at the sight and hurried over.

"Draco, your hand," I whispered, reaching for him instinctively. His arm jerked away, but I held firm, gently pulling his hand toward me. "You're hurt."

"It's nothing," he muttered, not looking at me. His voice was tight, and controlled, but I could feel the tension simmering beneath it. "Don't worry about it."

"Of course I'm going to worry," I shot back, pulling out my wand. I whispered a healing spell, watching as the skin knitted itself back together. "Why did you do this to yourself?"

He remained silent, his eyes dark as he finally met my gaze. Something was swirling inside him, something deeper than just anger. I had to know.

"Draco, talk to me," I urged, holding his gaze. "Please."His jaw tightened. "Why do you care?" His voice was colder now, distant, and the words felt like a slap.

"Because I do care, Draco. I care about you," I said softly, not letting go of his hand. "I've seen the way you've been acting lately. There's something bothering you, and I need to know what it is."His eyes flicked to mine, full of frustration and confusion. He looked like he wanted to say something, but was holding back.

"It's Potter," he spat finally, his voice bitter. "You're always with him. You're always running off to be with him."

My stomach twisted. This was about Harry—of course it was. I took a breath, trying to steady my nerves. I had to tell him, didn't I?

"Draco," I began cautiously, "there's something I didn't tell you... something important."His eyes narrowed, suspicion creeping into them. "What?"

I swallowed hard, feeling my heart pound in my chest. This was it. "Harry and I... we're siblings."

For a moment, Draco just stared at me, his expression frozen in place. "What did you say?" he asked slowly, like he hadn't heard me right.

"Harry and I," I repeated, my voice shaking slightly, "we just found out. We're brother and sister."His reaction was immediate and harsh. He ripped his hand from mine, stepping back as though I'd slapped him. His face twisted with shock, and then anger.

"Are you serious?" he spat, his voice rising. "Potter is your brother?"

I nodded, feeling a sinking dread in my stomach. "Draco, please, let me explain—"

But he cut me off, his eyes flashing with fury. "Explain what? That you've been lying to me this whole time? That you've been cozying up to Potter because he's your family now?"I flinched at his words, shaking my head. "No, it's not like that! I didn't even know until recently. I—"

"Save it," he snarled, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. "This changes everything.""Draco, please—""I can't be with you," he said sharply, his voice filled with venom. "You're Potter's sister. You're a Potter."

The words cut through me like a knife. I stepped forward, reaching for him, but he pushed me away, his eyes hard and cold. "Don't," he snapped. "This... this was a mistake."

I stood frozen, my chest tightening as I watched him turn on his heel and storm off down the hall, leaving me standing there, alone.

Draco's POV

I couldn't breathe. The moment those words left her mouth, it felt like the world had caved in on itself. Potter—bloody Potter—was her brother. How could I ever be with her? How could I be anything to her when she was tied to my sworn enemy?

I needed to get away from her, needed to push her out of my mind. But every step I took felt wrong, every thought was twisted with anger and something worse—something like regret.

She ran after me, I could hear her steps behind me, but I didn't stop. I couldn't.

How could I be with her now? How could I let myself feel anything for her when she was tied to the one person I hated most? I couldn't shake the image of them together, hugging, talking, building something like a family. And I couldn't stand it.

When she reached for me, trying to explain, it only made everything worse. Her touch, her voice—it pulled me in even when I wanted nothing more than to push her away.

"You're Potter's sister," I said again, my voice sharp. I had to make her understand, make her see why this was impossible. "I can't—we can't—this can't happen."

She looked at me with those wide, hurt eyes, and for a moment, I felt something crack inside me. But I couldn't let it show. I had to protect myself.

"Draco, please, just listen—"

"No," I said, my voice cold, my hands curling into fists again. "I've spent my whole life hating him. I can't just—what, forget all of that? Because of you?"

Her face fell, and I turned away, feeling like my insides were being ripped apart. She was Potter's family now. His sister. And that meant I couldn't have her.

No matter how much I wanted her.

I stormed away, my mind a whirlwind of rage, jealousy, and something I couldn't quite name. It was easier to be angry, easier to hate her right now. Because if I didn't, I'd have to face the truth.

I didn't hate her. Not even close.

But that didn't matter anymore.

Y/N's POV

I stood there, my heart breaking as Draco disappeared into the darkness of the hallway. I had known this would be hard, but I hadn't expected him to push me away like this. The look in his eyes, the venom in his voice—it wasn't the Draco I knew.

As I stared down the empty corridor, the reality of what had just happened settled over me like a heavyweight. Draco had walked away from me because of who I was, because of my connection to Harry.

But I wasn't going to let it end like this. Not without a fight.

I wiped away the tears that had started to blur my vision, straightened my shoulders, and took a deep breath. If Draco thought he could push me away that easily, he was wrong. He wasn't going to face this alone, no matter how hard he tried to run from it.

Because despite everything he had said, I knew the truth.He cared about me just as much as I cared about him.
And I wasn't going to let him forget that.

Authors Note

things have taken such a huge turn, and it seems like things are going downhill in Y/N's life now!! Is it just me or do we wanna see some drama between harry y/n and Draco