draco malfoy imagines

he loves me. [01]

f l u f f

the way; ariana grande ft. mac miller.

It was your first year, just your first year.

–and he was absolutely
breathtaking.

You shook his hand, his hand was warm and soft. You look at him with smile, to which he gladly returns. You couldn't help but blush. You were just eleven and now you have feelings? damn.

After that day, you guys have been friends, though you were sorted into gryffindor, he still stayed. You guys would study together, hang out, share secrets, and sit in comfortable silence.

and the year passed, he still sent letters and you did the same.

All this time, you were trying to deny it, but you really did love him. You just wanted him to feel the same. So when your second year began, for some reason, you guys got closer. Same now in your third year, all of us were about thirteen.

He would be a gentleman, picking up after you, complimenting you for little things you do, and he loved touching your hair.

–but you were clearly
confused.

But one day, he asked if you could meet him at ten at the astronomy tower. You sneaked your way, and went.

When you entered, you say a blanket with two pillows, a basket of treats and candles.

Then you felt two hands on your shoulders, you jumped and turn back to see a smirking Draco.

"AH- Draco! You scared me!" You scolded as you hit his shoulder. He moaned cutely, pretending that you hurt him. You stomach fluttered but you kept it under control.

"What? I can't prank my best friend?" He said as he smiled.

–oh, best friend...

Your eyes shown a bit sadness, but with a quick recovery, you smiled. He saw it, but he didn't say anything. He grabbed your hand and led you to the blanket, and sat you down. You smiled giddily, and he sat down next to you. He took out his wand and lit the candles.

"ohhh, fancy" You cooed and he cheekily smiles.

"So, why are we here?" You ask him and then his face turns nervous, and you automatically thought it was bad news.

"I- um, well..." He stutters and fiddled with his fingers. You put your hand on his hand and looked at him reassuringly, telling him to go on.

"Well, I ... don't want to be your best friend anymore..." He said slowly. You felt like your world was collapsing. First, you catch feelings, second you guys become best friends, and third, he wants to stop being best friends.

You would rather be friend zoned than not being friends with at all. You face contorted into a solemn one. You begin to stammer,

"I-Is it because I'm gryffindor- or b-because, I'm not good enough? W-why?" You said with a sad expression. He was taken back, because he thought you knew what he meant.

"No, absolutely not. You're way more than good enough, you're gorgeous, intelligent, talented, and super kind... why would you think such a thing?" He asked after listing all those comments.

"Because you said you didn't want to be best friends... why?" You said confused.

"Why would I set up such a romantic night picnic just to tell you I don't want to be friends with you anymore?" He asked, with a quirked eyebrow.

You sulked into your mind to find a reason... Then, that's when it hits you.

"Because you don't want to be my friend anymore..." You whispered faintly, but he could still hear it.

"Exactly..." He said as he interlocked his hand with yours.

–how could you miss
that possibility?

"Look (Y/n), I've liked you for quite awhile, ever since that day I shook your hand..." He confessed quietly.

"You're amazing, extraordinary beyond belief... you make me feel happy, and yes, I'm pretty much an arse to everybody... but when I'm with you I'm as sweet as a baby..." He said as he looked at your and all you do is stare back with a shocked expression. He likes it, face all red and with nothing to say.

"I think I love you... I do love you"

You look down, no words leave your mouth, your breathing is unsteady.

"Uh- love, are you feeling well?" Draco nudged at you. His face close to yours, inspecting your expression.

You turn and place your lips on his own. He was shocked, but grabbed your face with both his hands and kissed you back harder. It was sweet, soft, and innocent. So pure you would want to die like this. Him grabbing your face as his tongue explores the foreign cavern of your mouth.

You pull away for air, but you wanted more.

"Yeah sure I love you too" You said nonchalantly, as if you guys didn't kiss, as a joke.

He laughed at how completely mental you could be. He pressed his forehead against you and closed his eyes.

Under the stars as he held you.

And you couldn't believe it.. but all you can think was,

–he loves me.

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