You sit in the great hall, eating your breakfast like normal. Hermione, Ron, and Harry are sitting with you—Hermione beside you, Ron and Harry across from you per usual. Your mind wandered back to yesterday in potions. Why was Draco so quiet and civil but... at the same time cocky and annoying. It didn't even make sense. Ooo it just made you mad. Why was he all of a sudden not saying some snarky and cocky remark about your friends, or you. You eat your breakfast slowly, not really in the present. It's only when Hermione taps your shoulder, that your senses break through.
He was definitely up to something.
"Y/n?" She says in her natural calm voice, but a slight hint of worry is behind it. You turn and look at her, with slight confusion.
"Yeah?"
"Are you okay? You seem... distant." She says with a small frown.
"I'm fine."
At the same time, you say that an expensive, well-groomed, small owl swoops in the hall. Post day wasn't for another 3 days? You wondered who was getting a parcel, but when the parcel dropped in front of you, your eyes widened. Why would you get a parcel, and... who from? It didn't have a name on the front, nothing. Just an envelope, with a small red stamp, but something was inside of it, you could feel it. Something other than paper.
"whos that from?" Ron asked now paying attention, although he was stuffing his mouth with chocolate waffles. You feel the envelope before gently tearing it open.
"It doesn't say." y/n says.
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Once you get the parcel open, there's a small letter, written in neat cursive on some parchment and then two rings. One silver snake ring, one simple silver one. Both look expensive. That's when you knew exactly who gave you this.
Draco Malfoy.
Though your friends didn't know that.
You read the letter in your head.
"I figured they'd look better on you anyway."
"Bloody hell, who gave you those rings?" Ron says with an amused huff.
You didn't respond, you looked over to Draco across the great hall. He was sitting with Blaise, Crabbe, Theodore, and of course... Pansy. Pansy was talking to him about something but it was clear he wasn't listening, your eyes met and his expression was hard to read. He looked away. You turned back to the rings and parcel.
"Why are you looking at Malfoy?" Ron says with bitterness at the word "Malfoy."
You didn't respond.
"Wait, you're not..." Harry said piecing stuff together.
"Bloody hell! Malfoy gave you those?" Ron said, much louder than you wanted him to.
He did and you weren't sure why.
But what you did know was you were going to figure it out.
