a compilation of short cute little y/n moments i put together over the years for all the boys n girls of hogwarts!! i hope u enjoy n dont forget to comment n leave feedback it might inspire me to continue this 🧿👄🧿 PLS REMEMBER I WAS LIKE 16 AND...
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Y/N pov
"Oh, look at me. I'm Y/N. I'm McGonagall's favourite student and always answering - even when nobody has asked anything". Malfoy did a poor job trying to act like me. I was walking quickly, roaming the empty halls of Hogwarts. The plat haired boy was walking behind me, making snarky comments - what a surprise.
"Well, you know what, at least my brain works properly", I stopped walking, turned on my heels to look at Malfoy and smirked with a annoyed look in my eyes. Draco scoffed nervously. The eye contact was quite long, and a slight bit awkward. After that quiet while, I turned around, again, and kept walking. With no creativity, he mumbled:
"Filthy mudblood". When he finally noticed that he was constantly getting on my nerves more and more, a satisfied smirk came to his lips. "You're so boring. Just like all muggles. Then again, you are a muggle!", he almost shouted.
"Ugh! I'm. Not. A. Muggle! I'm a muggleborn", I started loudly, as I turned to look at him. There wasn't much space between us, which made me feel strange. Even the smallest little details in his face were visible from my perspective. His musk was lemony. It also smelled a bit like rain. I liked it - a lot. I could see how he was gazing the halls, but then lowered his icy-grey eyes to me. "Also, who are you to speak of muggles?! You're being raised by a blond haired, bloody arrogant wizard - AND you're a small replica of him!". First, silence. Draco's facial expression was lifeless. Guilt started to kick in.
"I'm sor-". I couldn't finish my sentence, when an amused smile crawled to his lips. He bit his lower lip sightly, while looking at the floor. He looked confusingly good as he lifted his eyes back to mine. Suddenly he started gazing at my lips. I felt how my cheeks were turning redder than usual. I pushed nervously a Y/H/C strand of hair behind my ear and cleared my throat. "No. Draco, I'm not sor-". Out of nowhere, my sentence was stopped again, but now by warm and soft lips. Draco's hand wandered first to my cheek and then slowly to my hips. He pulled me against his body whilst my hands wrapped behind his head. My mind was spinning, my stomach was tumbling and my legs were feeling weak. Soon he pulled away and we just stared at each other. I was confused, but it wasn't awkward. "Bloody arrogant wizard, huh? Agreed.", he said with a big smile on his face.
