Lovely//Draco Malfoy x Reader Oneshots

Childish Dream

Summary: This is an introductory piece for all of you to use for criticism.

Tags and Warning: Fluff, a little angst

POV: 3rd Person

Pronouns: She/Her

Author's Note: The purpose of this part is to see if my literature skills are worth your time and to accustom to my techniques. Please enjoy.

References:
(Y/N) = your name
(E/C) = eye color
(F/N) = Full Name

Words: 672
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You and Draco have been friends since the day you both were born. Both families are of wealthy pureblood descent. Fit for both families' standards.

In early spring, little Draco runs with a smile plastered across his face while holding a little white daisy in his tiny hands. He stops to greet his best friend, (Y/N). The sun was about so set and little stars were about twinkle in the dusk sky. His toothy grin widens at the sight of his friend's bright face. He hands her the newly bloomed daisy. "Someday, I'm going to marry you, (Y/N)!" He joys, holding your small hands in his.

In your first year at Hogwarts, you spot Draco, talking to Crabbe, Goyle and Zabini. Your gorgeous (E/C) spotted his steel, grey ones. You smile and walk towards him. Draco turns to his companions and introduces you to them. "Isn't she pretty?" He asks them rhetorically. He looks at you and says, "I am going to marry her soon."

In your sixth year at Hogwarts, you couldn't spot the blondie anywhere. That is until you heard sobbing from the male comfort room. Half of your brain thought it was probably a sad 3rd year who got rejected. The other half told you that it could be Draco. So you took your chances. When you turned the corner to enter the comfort room, what greeted you was the thing that scared you most. It was Draco lying on the cold, flooded floor of the boy's comfort room, crying as blood continues to seep through his white shirt. You fall on your knees by his side as you shake in terror and anxiety. You comfort him as you scream for help. Snape arrived a few seconds later and healed him, muttering a charm to close his wounds. Once he was done, he left the two of you alone, looking at the two of you with pity in his eyes. The one thing you never saw inside his deep black orbs. Draco gasps for air as he stopped sobbing. He cups your cheeks, comforting you as you thought he was going to die. He mutters, "You're so silly, (Y/N). I won't die. I have to marry you first." as he sat up and kissed you.

In your seventh year at Hogwarts, you never imagined to be standing on the piles of rocks and wood along with your classmates and professors, deceased or alive yet wounded. The dark lord has been defeated and you stare at the Slytherin prince as he breaks down. You ask him why he joined and why he never told you. "I didn't want him to hurt you! He said he would if I didn't stand alongside him." He cries, kneeling before you as he held your forearms, searching for mercy in your eyes. "I didn't want him to hurt you! I want to marry you!"

In your 26th year of being alive and well, you walk down the pearly, white aisle covered with white and yellow daisies. At the end of it all, your eyes landed on his steel, grey ones. You've said your vows, and in his hands were yours as sobbed and choked on your tears. His eyes started to tear up as he opens his lips to say his vows. "As silly it was, I knew that I'd marry you, no matter what happens to us. To our parents and friends, they thought it was a childish dream for me to vision my life with you always in it. But right now, at this hour, I have proven them wrong as you stand in front of me, joy sparking your beautiful (E/C) eyes. Though I am lucky to hold you in my arms today, I hope you never regret this moment because I am very sure that I won't. (F/N), you are my true love and I have and still would do anything to be with you. Forever." He ends his vows and you both kiss. He leans back and whispers, "I told you I was going to marry you."