Slytherin Boys Imagines

𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒'𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇'𝗌

                      *dating* *requested*
           ────── ∘◦ ⛤☽⛤ ◦∘ ──────

Draco Malfoy:

⛤ You strolled into the Slytherin common room, pulling up the hood of the hoodie you were wearing, keeping you from shivering at the chill. Your gaze immediately fell on your boyfriend, who was laid on the couch, reading his book. A smile creeped onto your face as you approached him, "Hi, Draco."

Immediately dropping the book to his side, he shot up out of the couch and came round to hug you. "It's been such a long time since I've seen you, love." He murmured, pressing a kiss to your hair. "It's only been half an hour," you chuckled as he drew back. His previous smile dropped into a scowl as he took in the hoodie you were wearing. "Whose fucking hoodie are you wearing?" He demanded, his tone dropping dangerously low. 

"Jealous?" You teased, knowing full well that it was just your cousin's hoodie. 

"Fuck yes. You're my girlfriend. You should be wearing my hoodie, not some stupid idiot's one." His tone was near feral, and you couldn't help but laugh. 

"Something funny, love?" There was not a hint of humour in his tone, and yet you broke out into a fit of laughter. Draco narrowed his eyes suspiciously at you, "Are you cheating on me?" 

"God no," you stated breathlessly, trying your hardest to reign in your giggling, "It's my cousin's, you territorial asshole." 

The rage in his face dissipated, his brows furrowing in confusion, "Your cousin?" You nodded, your cheeks going bright red. "Yes, Draco. My cousin. I told you he was transferring this week, remember? I was cold and he lent it to me, that's it." You assured, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer to you. 

"I would never cheat on you." You soothed, placing a delicate kiss to his cheek. His jaw clenched, then unclenched before he sighed defeatedly, "I know. I'm sorry, love." 

Mattheo Riddle:

⛤As soon as you step foot into the common room, Mattheo's gaze hurled towards you. You grinned as he made his way to you. He picked you up into a hug, your feet kicking slightly in the air. "Hello, darling," he greeted, placing you back down onto the floor. 

"Hi, Matt." You replied, your cheeks going bright red from being with your boyfriend for mere seconds. He opened his mouth to speak again, but clamped it shut upon noticing your hoodie. "Which fucker gave you his hoodie?" He asked, and you rolled your eyes playfully. 

"I was cold." You stated, and he cupped your face with his hands, "That's okay, darling. I'll give you more of my hoodies. But I want to know who gave you his hoodie, because I made sure that everyone knew you were my girl." You raised your brows at him, though leaning infinitesimally into his touch, "And what are you going to do once I tell you?"

He laughed dryly. "I'm just going to have a little chat with him." 

"Oh yeah?" You dared. 

"Yeah," there was a wicked smirk curled onto his lips as he spoke. 

"It's my cousin's, you prick." Your voice was playful as you pushed him backwards, tugging the hoodie further down onto your body. "Oh," his smirk dropped into an embarrassed smile. "You still gonna go have a little 'chat' with him?" You asked, gesturing air quotes on 'chat'. 

"Maybe not." Mattheo stated, somewhat disappointed that he couldn't punch anyone. 

DELUSIONAL Tom Riddle:

⛤You were whistling one of your favourite tunes as you strolled into Tom's dorm, the wards he placed sighing as it relaxed to let you in. "You here, love?" You called out for him, and he strode out of the bathroom. There was only a towel wrapped around the lower half of his body, water dripping from his hair and torso.