Draco Malfoy x Reader

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You stand in Professor Lupin's class in your third year.
"Ridikulus." You say along with everybody else.
"This class is ridiculous." Draco Malfoy says from behind you.
You turn and shoot him a nasty look before getting in the line.
You can't for the life of you think of what might be your biggest fear, but when it's your turn at front, a cat lunges at you. "Ridikulus!" You shout, and it drops and turns into a furry little kitten.
You retreat, ignoring Malfoy's comment about your little cat phobia.
When it's Malfoy's turn, his father steps out of the wardrobe, and you look away.
You're walking into the Great Hall for dinner that evening and spot Malfoy with his goons. "Oi, Malfoy!" You call, and he turns around, an irritated look on his face. You gesture him over, and he says something to Crabbe and Goyle before coming over to you.
"What, Y/L/N?" He glowers.
"Your boggart--"
"That's none of your business, now is it?"
"I'm going to take a guess that this is one thing your father won't hear about?" You ask quietly.
"Leave me alone." He snaps and turns on his heel.
One wouldn't know it, but he had been your friend, once upon a time. You were a pureblood of a high ranking, and his father had made sure the two of you were friends. When you were sorted into Gryffindor your first year, though, all of that was done.
"Draco, wait." You grab at his hand and pull him back.
"What do you want, Y/N?" He sighs, resigned to his fate.
"Are you all right?"
"I'm fine."
You throw your arms around him. "I'm sorry, Draco."
"I'm fine." He stood stiffly.
"I'm not letting go until you reciprocate. Wouldn't want anyone seeing you hugging a Gryffindor, would you, Malfoy?"
He hugs you back.

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