Draco Malfoy Imagines

Jealousy - #13

The Weasley twins were really good friends of yours. You had known them since the day you started Hogwarts, and even though you were sorted into Ravenclaw, they still wanted to be friends with you. They weren't entirely pleased when you started dating their rival houses prince, Draco Malfoy. But they soon had to get used to it, even if they didn't like it.

On a cold winters afternoon you were sat in the library with Fred, revising and teaching him Charms for an Essay he had to write. You were sat quite close to him as he had dragged his chair up to yours just to bug you. You had been explaining the whole subject to Fred for around an hour and a half when he got bored.
"(Y/N). I don't want to do anymore." He whined, leaning his head against your shoulder. He normally did this when he got tired.
Draco walked in to the room and sat on the table opposite and smiled at you. He noticed Fred leant against you and began scowling at him.

Fred soon noticed the light haired boys displeased face and proceeded to aggravate him further. He began nuzzling his hair into the side of your neck and you just looked at him with confusion. Draco's face was getting redder by the second as he watched the two of you sat there. He sat at his desk with his textbook in front of him, flipping the pages periodically with frustrated force. He hadn't set his eyes on a single word but instead just stared across the room.
Fred on he other hand was deriving a lot of pleasure from aggravating the younger Slytherin. Thinking Draco couldn't get any more frustrated, Fred swung his arms around you and pulled you into a hug. You just rolled your eyes, knowing exactly what Fred was trying to do. And my god, it was working.
"Come on (Y/N). Let's go back to the Gryffindor common room." Fred chirped, standing up and taking your hand.

Draco slammed his thick, leather bound book shut and stood up from his chair. Steam almost erupting from his ears, he marched over to the two of you standing behind your chair. As Draco stood in front of Fred in an attempt to stare him down, the ginger Weasley just smirked, swinging your hand back and forth in his.
Fred knew this was making Draco jealous, because you had a male friend that would hug you and act like this around you. You would never actually go out with him though. You were more like family than anything. You were like his little sister. But Draco still didn't like it.

Fred let go of your hand still smiling down at the fuming boy in front of him. Draco took your hand in his, lacing his fingers with yours, and marched out the library with you in tow.
You turned round briefly and smiled at Fred who was wetting himself with laughter. You rolled our eyes at the boy once again and walked with Draco out and away from the room.
"Are you alright Draco?" You asked.
He bit his lower lip. "Yes. Of course." He spoke back, trying to calm himself.
You smirked at your adorably jealous boyfriend. "Is someone jealous?" You poked, letting go of his hand and draping one arm over his shoulders.
He scoffed. "Jealous? Of Weasley? Of course not. Why would I be jealous of him?" He questioned, obviously lying.
"I love you Draco." You sang, placing a small kiss on his cheek.
His face softened and he took a deep breath as we approached his common room.
He took you up to his dorm, standing in front of one another when you got through the door. "Maybe I was a tiny bit jealous. But that's only because I wanted to hug you. Not him. I love you." He admitted timidly.
You smiled softly at him and told him "Other people can hug me to. But your the only one that can kiss me."
He looked at you smiling confidently. "He would never be able to kiss you like I do."
With that Draco pushed you gently against the door and placed his lips onto yours. His kiss was longing and intense. His cold, peach lips moved with yours perfectly. Within the heated kiss, Draco had placed his hands around your waist, pulling you closer even though the distance between you both was almost nonexistent. Your hands were tangled in his soft, almost white hair, playing with the strands and looping them round your fingers.
Draco kissed you roughly but still made the kiss caring.

You were soon interrupted by a knock at the door. You both pulled away from each other reluctantly. And you went over to sit on Draco's bed while he answered the rude intruder.
He swung the door open yelling at the person on the other side. "What the hell do you want?" He demanded.
Pansy stood there with her arms crossed over her chest. "You were meant to come and help with the Poison work. Remember. Without her." She spat, giving glares like daggers in your direction.
"Oh yeah. Sorry. Let's go." Draco smirked looking back at you and winking. He knew you didn't like Pansy and he knew this would get on your nerves.
"Oh, hell no Malfoy. You get back here." You demanded, beginning to feel the jealously Draco felt earlier. You scowled at the Slytherin girl as she walked away. Draco turned to you once more and blew a kiss in your direction.
Well played Malfoy.