Beauty || Draco X Reader [Harry Potter + Disney | Book #1] (Finished)

2 ~ going home

Finally. You finished your final NEWT. Potions, it went rather well. You didn't have any time to read this week. It was just: studying and hoping you wouldn't fail.

You immediatly hurried towards the library. Time to get one last book before you'd leave. If you grabbed a fun one, you could finish it in a week. When you ran into the library you saw Irma again... and the boy.

You casually walked to the book shelve. You started looking for a great book. When you did, your eye fell on one. You smiled and grabbed it. You opened it and started reading it while walking back. While you did so, the boy left. You lowered the books and looked at Irma.

'Irma, do you know who that is?'

'Who? The boy? That's Draco Malfoy, his parents were death eaters. Wouldn't get to close to him if I were you.'

You nodded and walked out of the library. You stopped in the corridor and heard the whispering again. You sighed and continued walking.

The reason they found you odd, wasn't because you read. It was because you never let go of your muggle life. You brought muggle books, pens, notebooks... you hardly ever used a quill. Even the other muggles here said that you had to adept. You heard giggling up ahead and already knew what was coming. You started walking faster.

'Good day.' You smiled to professor Slughorn.

'Hello!'

You walked around the corner.

'Belle!' You heard. 

You stopped and turned around with a sigh. There he was... Thomas Nelson. He was one of the most popular student at Hogwarts. He had black, slid back hair and blue eyes. He was wearing is Gryffindor robes as always. He wasn't the most cleaver guy. Not that smart. He had flowers with you.

He was always followed by his friend. His name was Robert Johnson. He was chubby and had a bit longer, brown hair. He was also a Gryffindor.

'Nice book you've got there.' He smiled.

'Have you read it?' You asked.

He looked at your book and then back at you. You knew he didn't read it. He wasn't the guy who'd read. It was a surprise he even got the chance to make NEWTS.

'No, not that one... but you know, books...' He spoke, trying to convince you. 'These are for you! For at your diner table at home.'

'I don't think they'll make it...'

'Can I join you? The evening you come back home?'

'That evening... uhm... no.'

He looked at you in confusion.

'Busy?' He asked.

You looked at him.

'No...'

It was quiet for a moment. You just continued walking. You didn't even take the flowers. You just walked away without saying anything.  You continued walking towards the common room.

'Hi Belle.' Hermione smiled when you entered the common room.

'Oh... Hi Granger.'

She looked at you and sighed.  You didn't even give her a look. You just sat down and read your book.

'Seriously. Stop calling me Granger. We're friends.'

You let out a small grin in disbelief.

'And what's that supposed to mean?' She asked.

You closed your book and looked at her.

'Oh please Hermione. You completely replaced me. You were my only friend and now you hardly ever speak to me again. You hardly ever go to the library with me. You find other more important... or you also think I'm odd.' You sighed. 'So no... I don't think you're my friend anymore.'