d.m. imagines

15 | muggle london

It was after the war. Wizards and witches everywhere had come out of hiding and rejoiced in the defeat of Voldemort. But others were part of the war, and took solace in the peacefulness of Muggle London. That's where I was. I was at a muggle cafe, and looking around at the many muggles who are oblivious to the secret world around them. As I sipped my coffee, I looked up and noticed a man. He looked familiar. Like I've seen him before. I get up from the table, making sure to lay down some muggle currency before leaving. I followed the strange man for a while, before deciding he was a wizard. Only a wizard would walk the way he does.

Suddenly, he whipped around, coming face to face with me. Only then did I realize who I've been following.

Draco Malfoy.

"Is there a reason you're following me?"

I stammered, not knowing exactly what to say.

"Well, um, you see, I thought you were someone else, but apparently not."

He looked at me, this look in his eyes.

"Do I know you?"

"Uh, what?"

"I said, do I know you?"

I rubbed the back of my neck, an obvious sign of nervousness that he picked up on.

"I know you but you wouldn't know me"

He looked at me curiously,

"Try me"

I look up at Draco in shock, not ever thinking he would actually know me.

"Um, okay. I'm y/n l/n. We were in the same year at Hogwarts. You bullied most of my friends, but never me. I always meant to ask you about that."

Draco gave me a smile.

"Of course I know who you are. And the reason I never bullied you? Because you were the cute, Hufflepuff girl who I had feelings for, but could never reveal."

He winked, then smirked, turning away, then walked away, leaving me confused as fuck.

Ughhhhh its so bad. I have no inspiration at all. Remember that anyone can message me at any time, giving me requests. Please someone do it though, I am inspirationless