Draco Malfoy Imagines

"i will break your jaw if you finish that sentence"

"DRACO! WHAT IN MERLINS BEARD DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!" i yelled as i walked into the common room, i saw draco sitting on the sofa next to the fire with his pressing against pansy parkinsons neck. draco looked at me and suddenly stood up, walking backwards from where he was originally sitting.
he started walking up to me and put his hands on either side of my forearms, "it is NOT what you think it is!" i laughed and cocked my head to the side, "oh really? so you weren't about five seconds away from ripping pansy's robes off?"
his mouth hung open and all i could do is laugh in response, "oh draco. i'm kidding, but seriously what do you think you're doing?"
he was deep in thought for a few seconds before saying, "come to my room and i'll explain." i raised an eyebrow at him, "i know it sounds dodgy but please... too many people are here."
i looked around and saw that the year 3's were coming in from their study break, i nodded and followed draco towards his room.

when we had entered the cold chamber he sat down on his bed and looked up at me, "let me start from the beginning. pansy came in and started talking about how much her ex boyfriend was annoying her and wouldn't leave her alone, so i offered that i would just kiss her neck a little bit when he was sitting near us so he thought she was over him."
"is she?"
"is she what?"
"over him."
"oh god no. anyway... she agreed, obviously, and so the moment you had walked in was literally about two seconds after i had started doing it."
"hmm. i'm not buying it malfoy."
he frowned slightly and stood up so he was towering over me, "believe me y/n. i wouldn't do something like that on purpose." there was a slight gap in his sentence and then he muttered the words, "unlike you."
i stood backwards from him and laughed, "excuse me? what do you think unlike me? last time i checked i wasn't leading on a girl that's fancied me since year 1!"
"oh come on y/n don't kid yourself. you've been fawning over fred weasley for over a year now. he's clearly not interested in you. i mean seriously, you're y/n and he's fred."
"and what's that supposed to mean?!"
draco was now pacing around the room and kept rubbing his temples.

"it means that all he is, is a blood traitor. seriously y/n you could do so much bett-"
"i will break your jaw if you finish that sentence."
"no you wont."
"try me."
"you could do better."

my fist collided with the side of his jaw and all you could hear was a soft pop sound and draco's cries of agony, "i told you. don't ever say that again or i'll make sure your injuries are worse."