Harry Potter Imagines

Draco Malfoy

I watched as Slytherin went up against Gryffindor in Quidditch. I would be playing for Gryffindor but I sadly broke my wrist the other day and now Im suspended until its healed. Honestly I can play with it, but no, safety first. I mean Harry and them went into a forbidden forest for detention, and Im out of a Quidditch match because of a wrist, unbelievable. Non the less, it kinda is nice to see how it looks from the stands.

I cheer for Gryffindor and then I see Draco fly by. The Slytherin Prince, or as I call him, my boyfriend. Everyone wonders what I see in him, but when he's not threatened by Harry Potter he's a perfect gentleman, at least to me.

All of a sudden I see Draco knock Harry off of his broomstick and he goes straight to the ground with a thud. I, along with Ron and Hermione, rush onto the field to see if he is okay.

"Harry! Are you alright?" I ask.

"I think I broke my wrist." Harry says holding his wrist tightly.

"Let me see, I know what a broken wrist looks like," I smirk, but look at Harry's wrist and it is indeed broken.

"Dammit Harry, how many Gryffindors need to break their wrist in Quidditch?" Ron says annoyed.

"Not my problem Ron. But mind walking me to the Hospital wing?"

"Ill do it Harry, I know the way." I laugh a little and see a smile form on Harry's face. We stand up and start walking towards the hospital wing.

"Hey Potter, where you going with my girlfriend?" Draco says yelling.

"Wouldn't be happening if you didn't knock him off of his broomstick Malfoy!" I yell back, Harry smiling at my remark.

*during dinner*

"Hey Y/N."

"What Draco?" I say a little annoyed. Draco has been ruder and ruder to Harry for the past week now and its starting to bug me! I mean they're my friends, he could be a little nicer towards them for my sake.

"Can we talk?"

"Sure." I get up and follow Draco out of the Great Hall.

"Look Y/N," Draco takes me hand, "I didn't mean to knock him off his broomstick, it was part of the game! Im a competitive person!"

"You didn't even say sorry Draco! I thought you said you would be nicer to my friends!"

"I am being nicer! I dont comment on Weasley's hair as much, and I stopped calling Granger and filfthy mudblood. What else is there?" Draco asks frantically.

"Look Draco, I love that you're being nice to Ron and Hermione now, but ever since the beginning of the week you've been even more rude to Harry! What could he have possibly done to make you mad?" I ask.

"I can't tell you." He says looking down at his feet.

I take his cheeks in my hand and make him look at me. "Yes you can Draco."

"Okay, okay. I overheard a conversation about Potter. Someone heard that he likes you and well, I don't know... I got jealous I guess."

All I could do was laugh.

"Why are you laughing? This is serious!" Draco says starting to walk away.

"Draco! No! Stop! Im laughing because I love how you think I would choose Harry over you, and that you think he likes me! Draco he likes Ginny, everyone knows it!"

"Really?" He stops and turns around.

"Yes really." I peck him on the lips. "Now, Im starving so Im going to go and finish dinner, I will see you tomorrow." And I run back to the Great Hall.

In potions the next day Draco mumbles a sorry at Harry, and lucky for me Harry doesn't make fun of Draco for it, but I know he wanted to. Couldn't ask for a better group of friends, or a better boyfriend.

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