The Quidditch Queen ~ Draco Malfoy x Reader

Chapter 8: Our Secret Spot

A/N:

Hey guys, I'm so sorry for not updating in such a long time. Someone very close to me passed away, and dealing with that has been hard.

I know it's quite a short chapter, sorry about that. I'm trying to update as soon as possible, but I don't have the most time. I just started University and I need to find my way a bit.

I've definitely noticed all the love on my story (and hate on the 'GRYFFINDOR' part...lol), and I would like to thank you all for that. It's such a great feeling when people like your writing, so thank you.

Thanks again for all the love on my last chapter <3

If you have any ideas/suggestions for the story, you can leave them in the chapter called: A/N .

Anyways, on with the magic✨

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Draco's p.o.v.

"We see. We'll prepare you two a basket with all kinds of breakfast items. It will be ready in a few minutes."

"Thank you, Dobby." I say with a smile.

"Yes, thank you, guys. We greatly appreciate it." I look over to see (Y/N) smiling at them. God, she is just...amazing. I can't even begin to describe her.

You know, I'm really glad I bumped into her. I could have never imagined this day to turn out like this. And the day has barely even started yet. This is gonna be great.

I should probably help the house-elves.

"You're going to absolutely love the spot I have in mind!" I say, and with that, I walk over to the house-elves to help them get our baskets ready.

I'm not lying though.

She is really going to love this spot.

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(Y/N)'s p.o.v.

The warm end-of-the-summer breeze flows through my hair as Draco and I walk outside to the spot he has in mind.

My heart is racing, but I don't see why. I used to skip school all the time at Ilvermorny. Why would this be different?

Maybe because I'm missing my first class of Professor Snape? You know what? Yes, that's probably it.

Damn, I should start making up an excuse already.

I shake my head in an attempt to get the thought of Professor Snape out of my head. My focus is back on Draco. I don't really have the words for it, but I feel almost honored. Honored to have been granted access to this side of him.

Every once in awhile, Draco looks at me with this 'I'm so excited to show you my spot'-look. I can't help but smile at the twinkle in his eyes when he's excited. It's so childlike and innocent.

"Almost there, close your eyes" Draco says. I do as he says and close my eyes. He takes my hand and leads me a few more steps forward until he stops. He doesn't say a word for a minute.

"You can open them now." He says. I open my eyes, and in front of me is this beautiful weeping cherry blossom willow. Its leaves reach to the ground.

"Draco, it's beautif-" I start.

"We're not there yet." Draco says as he reaches his hand out to make an opening between the leaves.

Inside is this gorgeous spot. It looks like it's straight out of a fairytale. The ground is covered with soft grass and daisies. The tree let's just enough light shine through, to give the spot this magical glow.

"It's breathtaking." is the only thing I can say.

"You should see it at night, then it's even more breathtaking." Draco tells me. I can't imagine this place looking even more astonishing than it already does.

Draco puts the basket down and gets out the delicious-looking food. There's croissants, jam, butter, toast, tea, milk, and some fruit. It looks so good, so we sit down and eat our breakfast.
After we've both had a few bites, I break the silence.

"Do you come here often?" I ask him.

"When I need to be alone, or when I need some time to think. This is the only place I know that no one else knows. It's quiet and peaceful, I like that." He answers.

"I'm the first person you've told about this place?"

"Yes."

I smile at him.

"Wait, no." "I think I've told Dobby about it once or twice." He says with a smirk on his face.

I laugh at his response.

"You know what?" he says, "You're one of the most interesting people I've ever met." I look at him, a smile forming on my lips.

"You too, I really like spending time with you." I say, my smile growing.

We look at each other for a few moments, staring in each other's eyes. I feel my cheeks heating up, so I look away.

"This honestly looks like the most perfect spot to read a book or to study." I say, breaking the silence.

"It is. Maybe we could do that sometime? I mean, you're new, so maybe I could help you study? I'm very good at Potions, maybe I could help you with that?"

"I'd like that." I tell him with a smile.

He gives me a smirk in response.

Draco's p.o.v.

Take that, Potter.

(Y/N)'s p.o.v.

We talk for a few moments and finish our breakfast.

"You know what?" Draco says, out of the blue.

"What?" I ask him.

"This could be our secret spot." He says.

My cheeks heat up again.

"Our secret spot?" I ask him.

"Well, and Dobby's of course." He says.

We laugh at that and talk some more.

I look around the spot some more, and it's magical. I wonder what it looks like at night. Maybe I could see it at night someday? Maybe he could take me here. I get the feeling this place has a story to tell. A beautiful story.

Draco probably noticed me getting lost in my thoughts.

"About the studying, I'm not actually the best at-" Draco starts, but I interrupt him as soon as it hits me.

"STUDYING!"

Draco obviously doesn't understand and looks at me in confusion.

"We need to get to class!"

Draco looks at me for a second, and then I see his eyes turn bigger. We start packing our stuff quickly and make run for it.

After running for like 30 seconds, we both stop in our tracks, panting. We look at each other and we burst out laughing. After laughing it out for a moment, Draco grabs my hand and says:

"Let's go, Dumbledore will kill us if we miss another class." And with that, he pulls me forward and starts running again.

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As we pass the castle, I feel like someone is watching us. But I don't see anyone.

It's probably nothing.