in between the lines, hogwarts imagines

32 **Draco Malfoy Imagine**

Warnings: No Swearing

Requested By: none

Rated: Squishy Hufflepuff

Her eyes lit up when she talked in a way that mine never did. Her smile gave me the will to live. Yet, she would never be mine. She was Potter's. The boy who lived had taken her heart, and I was the boy who never had a chance. I'm a coward and I know it. If there is a chance of me becoming my own person, I fear I will not take it. Not like her. She is defined with her difference, and that's why I love her. She is fearless.
"Harry, I'm not a Ravenclaw, but I'm not foolish. You like her. Cho Chang, the Ravenclaw girl," I heard her say. With her words she sounded broken, but more lively than ever.
" { y / n }, I never meant to- " Harry stammered onto his words making me smirk slightly at my thoughts. He had gotten her and lost her just like that. How foolish can one be?
"Honestly, Harry, I thought... I really cared about you, and if I'm not enough than maybe it's time we went are separate ways," I heard her say in a voice that dripped was hurt and pain.  He truly hurt her.
Then, before I knew it, the door slammed and I heard weeps of sorrow. She was crying, and I couldn't help but want to fix it. Therefore, I coughed, letting her know I was in the room. She quickly wiped her eyes and turned to face me. "Oh, Draco. I didn't see you there. I was just leaving, sorry," She said, and began walking towards the door. However, in desperation and need for her touch, I grabbed her hand. I wasn't good at showing affection, but maybe this would help. She quickly examined our hands. They were now locked and for a moment I thought I saw her eyes shine. Of course, then, I pull her into a hug. "I thought you should know that not everyone will fall for a shy Ravenclaw," I muttered, trying to force the sudden color of soft pink off my cheeks. "And who hasn't, Malfoy?" She questioned as the same coloration formed on her cheeks. I looked down into her eyes, which were now had a gleam of something I had only seen when my mother looked at my father. Could it be the feeling I had lacked? Love?
"I-I fell for someone much better," I stammered out, feeling her breath hit my chest lightly. Which, had informed me that she was still here. She held onto me like I had craved. "Draco fell in love? That's surprising," I heard her mumble, and I felt her grip loosen. I was going to lose the chance again if I didn't speak about my feelings soon.
"I'm not good at this, { y / n }. I've never felt love in my life, and I'm not sure how to express it. Why is this so difficult?" I confessed and grabbed her waist slightly tighter. I may have avoided decision for my entire life and didn't want anything that would cause me difference. However, I want this difference. I want her.
Just then, I felt her lips lightly touch mine. "Draco, if you'd let it happen, people would fall for you just easy as you hide the fact you fear love," She whispered, looking at up at me slightly. "But, I don't want everyone, you see? I want you," I admitted and I heard her chuckle softly. "I'm a person who saw the good in you when you didn't have any, Draco. All you had to do was say it," She responded as we stood there in awe of each other. I had gotten her like that? All I had to was confess. "You wouldn't mind if I walked you to class, would you?" I asked her, sweetly. Her giggled and squeezed my hand. "I'd like that," She informed me.

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