Draco's Girl.

Chapter 1

Y/N

Y/N is pureblood like the infamous Draco Malfoy, at least she has one thing in common with him, she thinks. Y/N is also very blunt so thats one more thing to put on the list.

Lost in her thoughts, she bumps into Harry, 'God' she thinks 'What a loser, really he thinks that because he is "The Boy Who Lived" he becomes indispensable.' Y/N hears a mumble coming from Harry, who was already a few feet away from her. Y/N heard Harry say "Oh pardon me! I was rushing to the Hall!" Y/N looked at him and saw his glasses slide down his nose, he pushed them up with his dirty hands, Y/N answers "Its fine." with a very stern look on her face. Harry was clearly worried and sweating. Y/N turned in the direction of the Great Hall, her heels clicking with the turn. She walked to the Hall remembering what she was thinking before bumping into Harry. Y/N thought of Draco, and quickly forgot her past thoughts of blood class. Y/N saw Dracos eyes in her mind, imagining his beautiful thin cold hands on hers, and the strong but comforting scent of his designer perfume on her cloak. She was infatuated with this man, Malfoy couldn't be called a boy even at 15, it almost felt foolish.

Finally, Y/N was in the Great Hall and sitting down with the Slytherins, on the other side of the table, there he was in all his glory. Y/N melted into the bench, she was in love.

Draco

Draco woke up in the morning and just laid in bed, thinking of all the classes he has today, but Y/N was still in the back of his mind. "Merlin." he said sighing. He buried his face in his hands and turned over to the window. It was hard for him, all this family pressure and now he is infatuated with a goddess. Draco followed you yesterday and the day before but that didn't stop him from thinking of how vulnerable he is right now, he couldn't show it.

He was a Malfoy.

Draco changed into a turtleneck and put on his usual uniform. Spraying his cologne, it sprinkled on his perfect buff but thin body. He looked like a perfect symmetrical porcelain doll.

As Draco walked down the path that leads to the Great Hall. He thought of how Harry got so close to Y/N yesterday, were you planning a date, maybe talking about Ms. Hooches new flying broom? The more he thought of it, he felt his blood boil. He felt his hair fall on his forehead and his shoes slip, this only happened when he was extremely angry. As Draco got to the Hall he almost slipped while speed walking to the table. Although Malfoy was furious, he was not mad at you, he was mad at Harry. Draco saw you as an angel, a goddess.

Draco glanced across the Hall to see Y/N all alone holding her books, walking to the table. He was almost drooling. Your heels clicked just like yesterday, your glistening hair bounced, the aura around you looked like the gates of heaven. Draco felt the comforting heat from your body even miles away, he melted like a candle in the sun. Draco wasn't very hungry at all so he grabbed an apple and slipped it in his pocket. He couldn't help looking back at Y/N, he snapped out of his trance and remembered Harry getting so close to you. He was furious again and stomped over to Harry.  He pushed his shoulder and whispered "Meet me outside the hall."