Harry Potter One Shots

DracoXReader Covid

(Y/n's P.O.V)

Well, this is the worst. Quarantine is more like the death of the thing I wanted to last most: my relationship. Nathon and I had been dating for two months. He was everything to me. Nathon and I are both Ravenclaw, but we had only met through one of my exes. I liked Nathon straight away; then, over the Christmas holidays, I went to the house of my friend who lives near Nathon, and I was met by a muggle van that looked like it was following me, so I was in a panic. I couldn't use magic outside of school, not for one year and 26 days.

Nathon had been walking his family dog, and I walked with him to his house and then over to my friend's house. He came over, and his Mum offered to take me home, so I went to his house once I was done. My Mum ended up picking me up. Then, come to Valentine's Day. I clarified that I liked him when baking at my friend's house because her boyfriend bailed on her. We made a cake, and I cut it into a heart shape and invited him and his sister over. About a week later, we told each other we liked each other and started dating.

He messaged me in the middle of the quarantine to say we were breaking up. He would be moving to Durmstrung next year or the year after, so he thought it best we break up now, even tho I would understand it more and not be so heartbroken if we had to break up because he was moving. Instead, as always, I repel love; I'm pretty sure I was cursed as a baby, people kept leaving me, and now Nathon has left me. I love him so much, and it feels like I had a knife stabbed into my backstabbing through to my chest, then ripped out. But life hates me, and I am used to it.

I have been talking to one of my friends, Draco, who is in Slytherin, but we have been friends since day one. He has been so much help since Nathon broke up with me, and so have my other friends, Tiara and Nora, who are both Hufflepuffs and ready to punch and kill Nathon for me. They, indeed, are great friends.

Draco has decided he will meet me today; as my friend, he hates seeing me upset, so he planned stuff to cheer me up. I have no clue what tho. I don't want to leave the house, but I have to. I grabbed a black shirt, jeans and a jacket Tiara gave me. Half an hour till he gets here. My black boots are near the door, so I am ready to go when he arrives. I grab breakfast and sit at the table to complete some work. Half an hour passed quickly, and the doorbell rang. I headed to the front door, grabbing my shoes.

"Dad, Father, I'm going out with Draco today. I'll be back later." My Dad, Sirius Black, isn't the biggest fan of the Malfoy, but as my Father, Remus Lupin, reminds him, Draco has helped me through some rough times. He even encouraged me to spend time with Draco today to get my mind off everything.

"Have fun, Pup", Dad called out.

"Dad," I growl back. He knows I wouldn't say I like it when he calls me pup.

"Go, have fun," Father said, pushing me out the door.

"Bye, love you both," I say just as Father is about to close the door.

"We love you too," Father shut the door with that.

"I'm guessing you're ready to go?" Draco says as I put my boots on.

"So." Standing back up, I was about a head shorter than Draco.

"Well then, let's go," He said, extending his arm to me, which I took.

Draco lead me to the nearest shops. He dragged me down to the frozen section and grabbed two punnets of ice cream. Then dragged me to the lolly section and got me to pick out what I wanted. I grabbed gummy bears, M&Ms, and Freckles. They are my favorite.

Draco also grabbed a few bars of White chocolate, M&M and Milk chocolate. He then grabbed some Pepsi, and we went to the cheek out. He paid for the stuff, and then we went to sit outside. 

We added our lollies to the ice cream and mixed it up using the spoons Draco had brought. He also brought cups to put the Pepsi in. We sat and had our sugar overload, putting the leftover chocolate in the tubs with the leftover ice cream and lollies. Putting the tubs of ice cream and the Pepsi into an aplastic bag, we went up to the park and ran around for a bit before heading back to my house where my Dad and Father had set up a punching bag; they put away our sugary treats while we beat up the bag.