"Potter, got yourself a girlfriend?" someone scoffs behind you and Harry.
"None of your business, Malfoy." Harry hisses, annoyed.
You and Harry have dated for about a few days and you two always stick together and walk around the castle.
Ignoring Malfoy, you two head to the classes you are going to have. You are going to have Transfiguration with Hufflepuff while Harry is going to have Potions with Ravenclaw. You say goodbye and walk to the Tranfiguration classroom.
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The other Slytherins loathe you as you are friends with Harry Potter, but you don't care because you believe friendship is more important than everything.
You settle down at the back of the classroom. Someone sits next to you and you look up and see Draco Malfoy.
"What do you want?" you ask unfriendly.
"I just want to take a seat." the white-blond hair boy answers carelessly with a smirk.
It's torture to sit with this arrogant, annoying brat!
"Can you sit anywhere else?" you scan around. "There are so many other seats."
"Why? I want to sit here." he says, getting his book and parchment from his bag. He does enjoy making you annoyed which can be proved by the corner of his mouth is raising a bit.
"Fine. I'll move -" you start packing your things.
Unfortunately, the bell rings and Professor McGonagall has entered the classroom and started teaching. You're so frustrated but you can't do anything about it. You're going to spend two lessons with Malfoy.
"Hey, (Y/L/N), are you dating Potty?" Malfoy whispers when McGonagall has turned around.
"I guess?"
"How long have you two dated?"
"Why do you care? It's none of you business." you hisses. "Stop disturbing me, I have to listen -"
"I'll stop talking until you answer my questions." he interjects quickly.
"About... 5 days, I think." you count with your fingers.
"Have you kissed that Potty?"
"Do I really need to answer the question?"
"Yes."
"Yes, we kissed."
"Damn it." he grits his teeth and curses.
Why did he curse? Because Harry has kissed a girl? Why did he ask me so many questions about me and Harry? You think to yourself. Malfoy doesn't talk for the two whole lessons after that.
After the class, you pack you stuffs and leaves for dinner but your wrist is grabbed and you're dragged to a deserted classroom.
"What the hell are you doing?" you get back your hand forcefully. "It hurts." you mumble and massage your wrist.
"I want to do a test on you." Malfoy says seriously, staring at your eyes deeply with his silver ones and holding your shoulders.
"What? Harry is waiting -"
But your words are cut by a pair of lips. Your eyes widen in shock. Draco Malfoy is now kissing you! It's not bad... It feels nice actually... But your rational self pull away from the passionate kiss.
"Malfoy! What the -" you're going to slap him across his pale face but he grips your wrist in time.
He leans in and kisses you again but this time the kiss is soft and caressing. He is a really good kisser and he just turns you on. You kiss him back while his hands move from your shoulders to your waist.
You two finally pull away to gasp for your dear life.
"So, did I kiss better than Potty?" he whispers, smirking. He is confident of himself and he does know the answer.
"I'm not sure. By the way, the kiss means nothing, It's a test only, right?"
"No, I have a crush on you, that's why I kiss you." he says without any sign of his usual arrogance but genuine. "I know you had a crush on me in our second year. Do you feel the same now?"
"Well, yes. But honestly, me and Harry are not really dating. I just wondered if you have feelings for me, so I asked Harry to pretend that we are dating to see your reaction, you know, you see him as your enemy." you explain patiently. "We didn't kiss, we just held hands."
"So, you're the one who was testing me..." he murmurs.
In a sudden, he pulls you into his embrace and kisses your cheek. "For making me jealous and hanging out with Potty, I punish you to be my girlfriend."
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Draco Malfoy x Reader One-Shots
FanfictionA collection of Draco Malfoy imagines one-shots! (No plot, lots of fluffiness) They are very old works of mine and are my embarrassment of all time. Don't expect too much.