Pureblood Princess and I'm yet to find my Prince.
Being a pureblood is hard enough - expectations, constant parties and socialising. Being passed from family to family because you have no family of your own. Wanting to be friends with the people you...
"Y/n! Wake up we're going to Diagon Alley!" I feel a hand on my shoulder shaking me. "Mmm, Draco go awayyy." I groan,turning my body away from him. "Y/n!" He shouts pulling the dark green silk covers off my body. "Ugh." I sit up slightly, pushing a hand through my messy hair. "Why are you wearing my mum's pyjamas." Draco looks puzzled as he stares at the clothes I'm wearing. I chuckle at his reaction, and shoo him away from my room so I can get ready for the day. I step out of bed, my feet against the cool floor and open the curtains of my room. The view is beautiful, I can see the grounds of the manor - a maze like design in the garden and beautiful fountains dotted around. Wow. I spin around the spacious room, dancing and sliding around to a tune in my head. I suddenly stop when I see Mr Malfoy standing in the door way of my room, a house elf by his side holding one of my large bags. "Lovely to see you still in the party frame of mind." He smirks. My face turns red in embarrassment. "Good morning Mr Malfoy." I say shyly. "I presume you slept well dear?" "Very, thank you so much for having me Sir." "It's my pleasure Miss L/n." A smirk still on his lips. "Your clothes were delivered from the Yaxley Residence this morning. There's a note in the kitchen but we must get ready quickly - we shall get breakfast there."
"Okay, thank you!"
"Leave the bag there you filthy-"
"It's okay Mr Malfoy, don't worry. I'll get it."
"Alright. Be ready in 10 and look presentable." He smiles and walks off, sneering to the house elf to follow. Poor thing. I walk over to my bag, and open it. I shuffle through the bag - larger than it looked due to an extention charm. I swiflty pull out a white summer dress and some underwear. I change in front of the mirror and quickly fix my hair into a low bun before heading downstairs. I put on some white sandals and take one more glance at myself before heading to Draco's room.
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"Y/n, woah. Nice dress." Draco looks at me amazed.
"Haha, thanks. You don't look to bad yourself." I smile at him, eyeing his shirt and suit like trousers.
"Come, let's go. " He says quiety still looking shocked. We walk downstairs, through the winding corridors of the manor until we reach the front hall, seeing Mr and Mrs Malfoy standing in an archway. A smirk grows on Mr Malfoy's face as I approach them, and a highly disaproving look on Mrs Malfoy.
"Hi darling," Mrs Malfoy says, her teeth pressed together in a tense smile. "Lucius, what on earth is she wearing?" She nudges Mr Malfoy and whispers in a low voice.
"A dress." He eyes my form up and down before smiling at me. "You look pretty Miss L/n." He says, I smile at him.
"Lucius!" She nudges him again, whisper yelling. "Would you let her leave the house dressed like that if she was our daughter?" She whipsers through her teeth while sending me a smile.
"It's a good thing us Malfoy men only bare sons then." He winks at me. Draco clears his throat awkwardly and I look down at my feet. They talk as if me and Draco cannot hear them but we really can.
