When the lights go out [Malfoy x reader story]

"I Promise...."

"I heard you know the Qidditch captain from Slytherin." My father then asked gazing Lucius.

"Yes I do, why, do you want to donate new brooms?" Lucius was smirking.

"No, my daughter was, back then in America the youngest and best player in the whole country, so I thought she could practice a little bit again."
My mother and Dracos mother were in their own world talking about the old times, while I wasn't sure if my father and Dracos were good friends.

" Oh well my Draco is also playing sometimes, so they could practice on our property once in a while." Lucius this time smiled and it kind if looked genuinely.

"That's a nice idea, what do you think Y/n ?" My father asked seeming to be okay with what Lucius said.

"Yes, that would be great, he is such a  good friend, so we could meet even thought we don't have school." I smiled as I answered.

"Father I think she's right, we are getting along very good with each other." Draco commented.

"That sounds settled." My father nod so did Lucius.

"Your food is delicious ma'am." Draco said to my mother breaking the awkward silence.

"Thank you sweetheart." She smiled at him then asked if he wanted another portion.

"Let me ask you something Sola." Dracos mom started looking at my mum.

"Sure."

"Why are you living around these muggles?" She asked frowning at the word muggle.

"Because of Elias job, it's easier and saver to were where no one expects you to be." My mother smiled.

"That's true once again, but if you would move closer to were we live, you would be protected well aswell."

"Well I will think about this, but still we all have to decide."

After the dessert my dad and Lucius were about to discuss an important matter, so he told me to leave and show Draco around outside or take him to my room to watch a muggle movie. Hermione had introduced me to so many muggle articles I haven't had before, that I fell in love with them. I guided Draco to my room, since I didn't want to go outside, with someone, who didn't like muggles. I pushed my door open, throwing myself on my bed. Sitting there waiting for Draco to sit down as well.
He was looking at me, just looking at me silently.

"Why don't you come in?" I asked.

"Oh well I was thinking, I'm sorry." He sat down next to me.

"Hey, let's listen to music." I said looking at the radio.

"I don't know." He answered unsure.

"Yeah right, you dad won't like to hear muggle radio." I remarked as I sighed. "Did I told you I'm invited during holiday?" I asked, while he took my hand, stroking it with his thumb.

"No, who invited you?" He asked, trying not to sound annoyed by guessing who it could be.

"The Weasley twins." I answered and he rolled his eyes.

"Why them? They are strange." He answered.

"Because I like them, but I like you more so no need to be jealous." I grinned kissing his cheek.

"You do?"He asked playfully snapping.

" Yes. " I waved my brows. He interrogated his fingers with mine and put his hand on his leg. My head was resting on his shoulder I looked at his hand." I feel like there's something going to happen this year."I sighed in thought of the crazy woman.

" I will protect you, just don't walk around alone. " He answered.

I sat up straight looking at him.

*cough cough maybe a little but adult content cough cough *

Your lips were meeting at you pulled him closer. His hands were resting one on your waist, one in your hair. The kiss was intense. He pinned you down on the bed gently holding both of your hands as he kissed your neck passionately. If he would continue like this, he would leave hickeys here. You changed places with him pinning him down. You sat over him now kissing him as he moaned trough the kiss. His hand was wandering downwards from you neck.  Goosebumps all over your body you giggled as he placed his second hand on your hip as well. Once you looked at him his eyes were closed as he kissed you.

*cough cough over, before it started cough cough*

" I don't know if we should do this." Draco said shyly looking away.

"I wasn't intending on doing more." You smirked cheeky.

"You don't seem really worried..." He said looking at you embracing.

"Should I be?"

"What if one of them comes upstairs? I don't want your father to hate me even more." His expression changed.

"My father doesn't hate you..." You placed a kiss on his forehead. "Why would you think that?"

"The way he looks at me." He answered in a sad way.

" He trys to read you, I meam he trys to understand the way you think. He wants to know if you are like your father or like your mother or like an own human."

You were laying next to him one arm wrapped around his torso. You could hear his heartbeat, slow and calm.

"Promis me something." He suddenly told you.

"Hm?"

"Don't fall in love with one of the Weasleys." He sighed as you started to giggle.

"I promise I won't, what ever happens in future we can stay together."

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I was laying in my bed, my mother had already tried to get me up several times, but I was to tired. Hermione came into my room and shook my shoulder.

"Come on Y/n we are almost late." She said as I looked at her.

"Oh in Merlins name I totally forgot that!" I jumped up and changed my clothes.

Hermione and I went to the fire place in my house. My mom had already brang our luggage away. I stood into the fire place and said the place I wanted to be at throwing down the pulver. I already got used to the feeling so I wasn't that dizzy until I landed, because just at that moment I hit someone standing in front of the fireplace at the Weasley house. Someone fell on my tummy making me gasp in pain, as I hit my head on a chair. I held my head trying to stand up, realizing the person was still partly laying on top of me. It was Ron. The ginger hair boy looked at me for a couple of seconds then stood up holding hos leg in pain. The Weasley twins jumped toward us starting to laugh.

"Seems like Ron missed you a lot Y/n." They teased Ron in unison.

"Yeah, seems like." I smiled trying to stand up once again, but ending up being pulled up by the twins.

" I heard from Hermione that you are a Quidditch player." George remarked curiously.