Draco Malfoy x Reader One-Shots

year 7 | death eaters

I became a Death Eater after Dumbledore's death. I'm not really loyal to the Dark Lord, but I want to stay with Draco, support and reassure him. We're not going to Hogwarts this year but staying at the Manor.

We have a conference today and our Muggle Studies professor is killed right in front of us, when she begs Snape, I can't help but bury my face in my hands and I can feel Draco who is sitting next to me pats my back.

I run into my room after the Dark Lord leaves. I sit on the floor, burying my face in my arms and sob. Although I don't study Muggle Studies and don't like the professor and even despise Muggles, I'm frightened and sad. I'm afraid my parents will be killed if they cannot succeed to catch Harry Potter.

'Knock, knock.' My mind is interrupted as someone knocks the door. 'Come in.' I sniff.

I don't look up and I can easy to tell that it's Draco when I can smell the familiar scent of his cologne.

'(Y/N)... Are you Okay?' he asks tentatively, kneeling down next to me. 'You act so strange after the conference.'

I look up and look into his silvery eyes with my watery ones. I bite my lips and nod.

He pulls me against him and gives me a comforting hug. 'Don't worry. Your parents will be fine.' he whispers, as if can read my mind.

'I don't know how I can live without you, Draco.' I stutter and sobs into his suit.

'I'm with you. I promise, I'll be fine.' he says after pulling away slightly, resting his forehead on mine and looking deep into my watery eyes.

I nod and tears roll down my cheek. He wipes them away with his thumb carefully. 'Smile, Acacia. I want to see you smile.' he says softly.

I squeeze out a smile. 'Much pretty.' he smiles.

He leans in and presses his lips against mine. I kiss him back and wrap my arms 'around her neck, pulling him closer.

'Draco, don't try to hide you emotions from me.' I ruffle his white-blond hair and smiles after pulling away. 'You don't need to face all the things by yourself, you have -' I swallow, 'me.'

'You're right.'

'Accio pajamas.' he casts a spell to summon two pyjamas.

He helps me change into my pajama and then changes himself into the another one.

Carrying me bridal style to the bed, he places me gently and crawls into it. He covers both of us with the blanket and mutters a spell, the candles go out.

He throws his arm around me. I feel really safe with him. 'There are too many things for us to think and worry, now let our brains rest,' he whispers, 'good night, (Y/N).'

'Good night, Draco.'

'Love you.'