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Draco x male reader

By: malereaderoneshots

It was late and Y/N was walking around the abandoned halls and corridors of Hogwarts. It was a full moon, the moon light collided with the old stone making it shimmer under Y/Ns feet, he couldn’t help but look at the floor and twirl watching the sparkles disappear under his shadow then reappear just like stars when a cloud passes by.

Hushed whispers stopped Y/N in his tracks. No one should be up, hell he wasn’t supposed to be up but the stress of N.E.W.Ts kept him tossing and turning and he could feel his roommates patience’s quickly grinding down, so he went on a walk. As Y/N tipped toed closer the hushed whispers became panicked. “Blaise, I can’t help it. I’m in love with him but I’m bad for him.” said a distressed voice. Y/N wanted to leave, why should he care about a younger years love crisis?

But his feet refused to cooperate, and he stayed. He peeped his head around the pillar just to get a quick look at the boy who was having an identity crisis and his draw dropped to the floor, the boy having a private crisis was none other than Draco Malfoy. Y/Ns ears began to heat up and turn red and his cloak felt far too restricting, he just listened on in a very private conversation between two of the most privileged Slytherins at Hogwarts. It didn’t matter that Y/N was a seventh year, Blaise would happily kill a witness, Y/N was beginning to think facing the wrath of his tired roommates would have a better outcome then this.  

“He’ll never notice me. Y/N is too kind, too gentle to return my feelings.” Plot twist, Y/N thought.

“Maybe ask him to help tutor you?’”

“I can’t do that, he has his N.E.W.Ts to revise for. He’s always in the library studying, I sent a house-elf to give him a muffin and hot chocolate when he was close to ripping his hair out once.”  

“Wow. You really like him huh?”

Y/N took the silence as Draco nodding. His heart beat loudly in his chest, his blush creeping down to his neck.

“So,” Blaise started again, cracking his knuckles. The loud noise piercing the silent night, making Y/N cringe, “Why don’t you tell him how you feel?”

“Because, it will hurt him.” Draco said, voice laced with sadness. Y/N frowned, he would never expect a Malfoy to actually like someone let alone him of all people, Y/N was a bit of an introvert outside his friend group, preferring to wonder around with his head in the clouds. So, to say Malfoy noticed him is shocking ordeal.

“How will it hurt him?” Blaise pressed on.

“The Dark Lord will remove anything that will distract me from killing Dumbledore.” Okay, Y/N was not expecting that, evident by the gasp he let out. Before he could run, he was blinded by a light and a growl, “What are you doing out of bed?” Once Y/Ns eyes adjected to the violating light he lifted his head and sheepishly shrugged, “Getting water?” Y/N cursed his awkward lying skills. “Blaise who is- Y/N?” Draco’s eyes widened as Y/N looked to the floor guilt flooding his system. Y/N opened his mouth, but Draco beat him to it, “Blaise leave us.”

“But-”

“Leave!” Blaise lowered his wand and Y/N bowed his head in thanks, turning his head to cautiously look at Draco who was already looking at him tears in his eyes. Once Blaise had left Draco dropped his head and scratched the back of his neck, “please let me explain.” his voice cracked. Y/N nodded and took the smaller boys’ hand in his own before pulling him to the secret stairs he was sat on moments ago.

The stone felt cold beneath him, but Draco’s surprisingly warm hand kept him from complaining. The blond boy refused to look up from where his shoes met the ground so Y/N put his index finger under the boys’ chin and tilted his face up so he could look him in the eye. “As the guy you’re hopelessly in love with,” Y/N said dramatically causing Draco to smile slightly, Y/N carried on. “I feel as though it’s my duty to help you.” Draco gave a sad smile and moved his head, so he was looking at the ground once more. “You’re not my boyfriend, you don’t need to help me.” Y/N felt his heart leap, he smirked before cupping Draco’s cheek and lifting his head again. “I’m not your boyfriend yet” Y/N smirked in triumph, Draco’s usually pale cheeks adorned a pink hinge to them. Y/N leaned in a bit closer, testing the waters, when he knew Draco wouldn’t push him away and hex him, he placed a soft, delicate kiss onto the other boys’ lips. Y/N slowly pulled back but a hand on the back of the neck stopped him. Draco, with his eyes still closed, gently pressed his forehead against Y/Ns his face was completely relaxed, and Y/N felt a wave of protectiveness wash over him.

Y/N grabbed Draco’s hands, his face hard and serious. “I’ll do whatever I can to look after you until I graduate okay?” Draco chuckled dryly and shook his head, his hair swaying softly from side to side, Y/N had a strong urge to run his hand through his hair. Draco sighed, “you know there’s a war coming, people are beginning to go missing I don’t want you added to that list.”

“Unfortunately, there are casualties in war.”  

“Yes, I know that but he’ll either kill you or make me do it and I don’t want that!” Draco groaned in frustration, putting his head in his hands and groaning once more. Y/Ns eyebrows knitted together, pulling his lip between his teeth in deep thought until he gasped and shoved Draco slightly who lifted his head and glared at the clearly excited seventh year. “Well go on, what got you excited?” Draco rolled his eyes, sitting up straight so he could look at the older boy. Y/N clapped his hands together, “Why don’t you come live with me during summer? They won’t be able to find you. I live up North, it’s far from kings cross we’ll fly.” Draco stared at him, Y/n couldn’t tell if it was from disgust or if the Slytherin boy was actually thinking about it. Draco shook his head once more. “They’ll find me.” this time it was Y/N who sighed.

“And how could they possible do that? Accio doesn’t work on people.” Y/N laughed but stopped once he saw that Draco was playing with the sleeve of his left arm. Draco looked at Y/N once more, tears collecting in his eyes “Please don’t run away.” he whispered, a tear spilling over his cheek. Y/N tore his eyes away from Draco’s face and grabbed his arm before pulled his sleeve up; a dark mark. His mark

Oh. “oh.” Was all Y/N could manage.

“I’m sorry” Draco whispered more tears flowing down his cheek. Y/n collected the smaller boy into his side, Draco instantly tucked his head under Y/Ns chin. Y/N could feel his bed shirt getting damp from Draco’s tears but decided to rock and hush him instead of making an awkward joke. His brain didn’t listen though. “Hey maybe we could cut the arm off. Call it a freak accident. Maybe Madam Pomfrey could regrow it like she did with Harrys bones? Then you won’t have the mark.” Y/N laughed at the idea but stopped when Draco sat up again, cheeks puffy but with no sign of humour written on his face. Y/Ns smile dropped, before he could apologise Draco pushed the older boys’ chest and threw his head back and laughed. “That is the most stupid thing I’ve ever heard. Even Weasley could come up with something better than that.” Once Y/N recovered from the whiplash Draco gave him he sat up again and shrugged, “Was just an idea.” he muttered. Draco looked back, his eyes softening. He rested his head against Y/Ns shoulder, “thank you. For not leaving and listening. Maybe I could tell my father that I’m spending the summer with a friend. I don’t want to be like them.” the last part came out as a whisper, but Y/N heard, and it broke his heart. He wrapped his arm around Draco’s shoulder, pulling him closer and kissing the top of his head before resting his head on top of his soft blond locks. “You are nothing like them Draco. You’ve always been good, you just needed someone to lean on to see that.”

“Thank you.” Draco whispered again. Both boys looked up at the moon and relished in each other silent company. There was a war coming, everyone could feel it but with Y/N by his side Draco felt a little bit braver.