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“Princess, wait!”
You ignored his calls and rushed up the stairs as fast your heels could carry. But always being unlucky in dire situations like this, your heels got caught in your dress, and you slipped. Your arms rose to protect yourself as you braved for impact, but nothing came. Instead you found yourself surrounded in a strong and warm embrace that slightly smelled of green apples and light cologne.
“Careful, princess. We don’t wanna damage that pretty face of yours.” Draco’s smug voice snapped you out of your daze. Still furious, you pulled out of his grip, took of your heels, and continued up the stairs. Draco huffed in annoyance. Despite your speed, he managed to easily catch up with his long legs. “Merlin’s beard, (Y/N), wait!”
You spun around to face him. “Why should I? You know, I was having a great time, even when you asked me to dance, but no. You couldn’t keep your stupid jealousy to yourself and had to ruin my whole night!” You swung your heels at him but he easily dodged it, thanks to hours of Quidditch practice. “I don’t even know why the bloody hell you’re jealous! Don’t you already have Pansy wrapped around your arm?!”
You continued your way to the Slytherin dungeon with Draco at your tail. Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. He cornered you against the wall. “What do you think you’re doing, Malfoy?” You demanded. Draco slammed his palm against the wall near your head, shutting you up. You flinched and dropped your heels to the ground.
Draco closed the distance between the both of you, making you blush, and your breath hitched. He leaned down, his mouth against your ear, and his voice dropped into a sensuous whisper. “You’re blood beautiful, princess.” You gulped, your heart thundering in your chest. “W-what does this got to do with what happened?” You stammered out.
“Everything.”
With that, Draco left and headed back to the Great Hall.
You leaned against the wall for support, speechless and heart racing. You groaned out in frustration, confused with the boy named Draco Malfoy, confused with this actions, and confused with what he was making you feel.
