Potters Girl (Draco Malfoy x reader)

Year Three, Chapter Two

The next morning I'm blinded by a sun ray shining into my eyes. Blinking, I stretch, before standing up. Looking down at yesterday's wrinkled clothes, I reckon I better start changing. I'm in jeans and a bra when a key unlocks the door to the bedroom.

"Harry!!" I shout and cover my chest.

"Bloody hell!! I'm sorry y/n!!" Harry says as he walks in and locks the door again but covers his eyes.He stands facing the door as I quickly put a shirt on.

"I'm good now.." I say quietly. Harry turns and nods, I see a light blush on his cheeks. I look down at the floor.

I look back up at Harry and he stares into my eyes with an emotion I can't discern and steps closer. I don't dare move as he steps closer and closer to me. His hands find my waist and I look up into his eyes. At that moment the door bursts open and Harry quickly steps away to Hedwig, who was sitting a few steps away in her cage.

"Harry you were taking too long!!" Ron complains as he envelopes me in a hug. Harry and I laugh and then walk downstairs where Molly greets me with a hug.

"y/n!!" She exclaims as she throws her arms around me.

"Mrs Weasley!!! It's so good to see you!!" I'm one of her favorites and she's honestly like the mother I never had, considering aunt Petunia wasn't very motherly. Mr. Weasley pats me on the shoulder and smiles at me and I return the gesture.

"Hey there, beautiful!!" Fred and George exclaim in unison. Bounding over to them, I hug each of them tightly, and make my way around the remaining Weasleys, giving them all hugs. They really are like the family I never had.

Hours pass, reminiscing about our summers before we have to leave to catch the train. Harry and I walk back to our room and I get hit with a sudden wave of anxiety and sadness. I sit still, stroking my owl while lost in thought.

"Galleon for your thoughts?" Harry asks, sitting beside me on the bed.

"We have nowhere to go after this year. We probably don't have a home anymore. Not that it was ever really home per say. What are we gonna do?" I mumble. Harry wraps his arm around me and I lean into his chest.

"We'll figure it out, y/n. Besides, the minister said he fixed everything that happened, so we should be fine." he says reassuringly.

I look up into his deep green eyes. He looks into mine and next thing I know his lips are on mine.

Is this what I want? This complicates everything. Is this how I feel about him?

A thousand thoughts run through my mind. but when Harry cups my face with his hands my mind goes blank.