devotion // 𐙚⋆.˚ slytherin boys .

011 // protective

IN WHICH . . .
you're at a slytherin party
when a guy tries to hit on you
in front of them

DRACO MALFOY ⟡

▹ the strobe lights and loud bass reverberating around the slytherin common room came by nature for you now. everytime the house had even an insignificant win over gryffindor, it was time for a slytherin party.

as you delve deeper into the celebration, you have to avoid about twenty spilled drinks on the floor and an upturned couch. the body of people surrounds you, and you try yelling out for pansy to no avail.

"pansy?! where are you!" you sigh exasperated, the music already drowning out your words. suddenly, you feel a hand on your shoulder, and you let out a breath of relief, thinking you'd finally found your reckless friend.

"pansy, i told you not to go too far-" your face drops as you turn around and draco 'blondie' malfoy is in front of you, with that devishly handsome smirk of his.

"hi darling. looking for me?" draco teases, one strand of hair falling out of place. you hate how much you want to fix it for him. glaring at him, you step further into the crowd.

"not a chance blondie!" you yell behind you, quickly losing sight of him through the body of people. you and draco had a.. complicated relationship to put it simply. starting from first year, the romantic tension between you two couldn't be denied, but when he got with another girl after years of flirting with you, you two had a major fall out.

now, your interactions were full of petty jabs and meaningless glares. truthfully, you missed talking to draco. and since he was now single, you couldn't help but think the friendship could be rekindled.

you meander to the punch bowl, alone with your thoughts. slightly swaying to the music as you pour yourself a drink, you feel a hand on your waist.

jerking back, you automatically know who it is. turning around to face him, you start, "draco, i told you to leave me.." your sentence trails off as a boy you don't know stands in front of you.

"sorry, do i know you?" you ask, awkwardly stepping away. the boy just steps closer, his drugstore cologne wafting in the air towards you, making you subconsciously wrinkle your nose.

"no, but i bet you want to. i'm david." he tries to snake his hand around your waist again and you take another step back, backing you against the punch table.

"no thank you! i.. uh.. i have a boyfriend. so.. get going." you stumble out. he scoffs, looking at you. "boyfriend? cmon. where is he then? trust me, i can treat you much better.." you feel his hand getting closer to your waist and you're just about to scream when a cold voice comes from behind him.

"she told you to get going buddy." david whips around, staring at the source of the voice. he steps back from you and unobscures your vision, showing draco malfoy in clear view - and walking towards you.

draco quickly approaches, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "what the fuck man?" david says, holding his hands up in the air. "you asked where her boyfriend is, well he's right here. so get lost before i start to get mad."

at this point, it isn't even a fair fight. draco is much taller than david, and it looks like he knows that. david scoffs and mutters something under his breath but disappears into the crowd, not daring to go against draco.