Draco Malfoy Imagines

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My Enemy's Sister
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Stupid, stubborn, lazy, good-for-nothing son of a–

"You alright?" Harry asked making me snap out of my murderous thoughts.

"Of course I am, just a little tired is all." I said, stifling a yawn before my twin brother whose face was full of concern.

"It's not the — "

"Scar?" I finished his sentence for him. We both involuntarily reached for our scars, feeling the jagged line that seemed to hurt more frequently since the talk of the Chamber being reopened. But that wasn't all, I've been having trouble sleeping because of Malfoy, that ignorant git. His face and presence has been annoying me lately and now it was reaching it's peak. Not that I'm not used to what he has to say about us, it's just that I couldn't wipe his stupid face from my mind.

Seeing the worry in Harry's face troubled me even more than Malfoy being a moron. I put a comforting hand on his shoulder to catch his attention. "It hasn't hurt yet actually. Besides, you'll know when it does won't you?"

He looked up to meet my eyes which made me feel even more uncomfortable. But seeing the same curious green eyes that I also happen to share eased my nerves. "Ofcourse, it's stupid of me to even ask." He chuckled, scratching his head and making me laugh in response.

"Well stupid or not, I wouldn't have you any other way." I said, recieving a heart-warming smile from him. "Now go, cause I have a lot of cleaning to do."

His worried stance changed into one I didn't like seeing. "I'm not leaving you with only that bloke to give you company." He said, loud enough for Draco to hear.

"It's not like I'm willing to help your sister Potter, she can clean until her hands fall off for all I care." Draco said coldly which made me roll my eyes at the two of them. He headed for the exit but was stopped by Professor Binns who passed right through him.

"Where do you think you're going?" Professor asked him after he recovered from what just happened. "What did you just do?! I smell like death!" He panicked, clearly disgusted and horrified.

"Don't be such a wuss and start cleaning, unless you want me to do it again." The Professor threatened as he retreated to wherever he came from. "And you Mr. Potter, you need not help your sister." And with that he vanished into thin air.

"No, stop. I'll be alright." I said when he reached for his wand.
"Please Harry, you've got a lot on your plate now since the Whomping Willow incident," I reminded him, stopping his hand at once.

"But you're going to be here, alone! With no help — "

"Please." I pleaded, finally shutting him up. He looked at me with slight annoyance. "Alright then, see you at the common room." He said, gathering himself and gave Malfoy one last glare before heading out.

When Harry left, I catched Malfoy staring which made me scowl at him. He quickly turned away right after. "What are you staring at?" I asked as I moved the chairs aside, not bothering to hide the disgust in my voice.

"Oh nothing, I was just in deep thought." He said, clearly blushing as he fiddled with the books on the shelves, making them fall out of place.