Draco Malfoy Imagines

Forgotten Love

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x reader

Warnings: Fluff, torturing and death, angst, a couple swear words, lyrics, SPOILERS

Song: Forgotten Love by AURORA, (the song's meaning is a bit different for this fic than what it's supposed to mean.)

Note: Bold + italic = Lyrics, italic = memory/flashback

Can you tell if I'm cold? If I'm out of daydreams? If I lose what is loved? Will a new love await me? I am touched by wonder, When I am blind in the dark

Y/n sighed for the hundredth time that day. Draco begged for her to come back to him after their fight the night before. It wasn't the first fight, nor was it the first time he pleaded for her forgiveness. However this fight was the one she was sure would end it all. He had a dark mark, not letting her see until she found it herself. They fought, his excuse of how it was "none of her business" only making it worse.

She was sad, sleepless, bored, still..almost as if her mind had died but left her body behind. He was the same, not eating, doing well in school, or even talking to his family or friends. They knew needed each other, but they refused to admit it. He even saw the way she was acting, and she saw how he was, they worried for each other secretly. Draco was scared that he was losing his bond with her, as lovers and as friends.

The h/n (house name) girl was confused and crowded with emotions. She didn't know whether to feel angry, frightened, hurt, or if she should just ignore the situation and continue on with her boyfriend since 3rd year. They hadn't officially ended it, but the tension whenever the two were in a room together said something was happening. Y/n knew she loved Draco deep down, unsure if Draco actually loved her. The truth was, it was the same exact situation for him. He grew more curious each day she ignored him.

As Y/n rested her head on her pillow, she thought of him anew. He filled her thoughts again and again. She closed her eyes, trying her hardest to fall asleep. All she could think about was Draco and their fight. Did she say the right things? Could she have done anything different? If she could... would she? It was all nagging at her. Regret and sorrow replaced her worry and anger. Could she even recover from this in the future? Would anyone trust the girl or give her a chance like Draco did?

She fell asleep with more stress than she woke up with, dreams and thoughts of the Slytherin Prince not escaping her head. Maybe she wasn't seeing things right. Maybe she was seeing them the way they actually were. She'd never know until she took a step back and examined the situation as a whole.

But you drown me in daylight, Don't swim with me darling. I prefer the sound of you, When you are away

Draco watched his aunt Bellatrix torture a random mudblood girl, not really paying attention. Neither him, or Y/n knew it of each other, but they both missed one another. Draco missed y/n, her smile, her hair, her voice and when she would reassure him that he was loved and not like his father. He missed everything about her. He missed her ever so much now that he was out of Hogwarts and staying with the rest of the Death Eaters. Y/n missed him and his blonde locks, snarky comments that would make her laugh, the flirty praise that made her turn beat red. The 3 words he spoke ever since the day she found him weeping on the floor in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, as well as the action he made after he had said them.

"Draco?"

A shuffle was heard, then Draco cleared his throat to speak up. "..who is it?"

"It's me Dray, y/n."

"Oh. I'm over here..."

She walked over to the puffy eyed boy. His nose was red and snotty, hair a mess and tears staining his face. Y/n gasped, rushing down to his level and brushing the hair out of his face. "What on earth happened to you!? Are you alright?! Tell me." She mumbled something at the end of her sentence that caught Draco's attention.