Just Imagine, a Draco Malfoy Fanfiction

Malfoy

INCLUDES FOUL CUSS LANGUAGE
NOT ACCURATE TO THE BOOKS
YOUR POINT OF VIEW

"FUCK THAT SON OF A BITCH" I said out loud kicking an armchair as we walked into the Gryffindor common room. "Y/N... what is this really about?" Asked Hermione. "Just Malfoy being an asshole." I responded angrily. "Y/N, I'm not dumb. Tell me what happened." She said in a caring tone. "Potions class. That asshole said he smelled me but he didn't. He's just playing with me. It was all a test." I admit to her. She looks at me, nods, and says, "so if he was lying, what do you care?" "I- I don't know. I hate Malfoy. We've been enemies forever." I responded. I left out the part about what I had actually smelled in the amortenia. My face was still hot red, while I searched in my mind for why I had cared. Ron came into the room just then, and sat in between me and Hermione. I then realized why I had cared so much.

I thought back to year one at Hogwarts. That single day had changed the rest of my life. I had been pushing this memory to the back of my mind, trying to forget the sorting day. We were best friends. Nothing could've changed that. Right? I thought about this memory for the first time in 3 years, and all of my previous emotions came rushing back to me. I started to cry and leaned my head on Ron's shoulder. "Hey hey! Y/N." he said softly. "Shh shh. you wanna talk about it?" "No." I manage to get out.

Only a single tear had fallen, and I was struggling to hold back a flood. Fred and George came into the room laughing, mocking Malfoy, when Fred saw me. He hit George and pointed. "Bloody Fred! What was that for?" He said rubbing his arm. He looked over and saw me. George rushed forward. He was more emotional than Fred which meant he was a great shoulder to cry on. "Hey Y/N! Why are you crying?" He said as he knelt down to face me. "Nothing." I respond. "It's okay. You can cry he said." He wiped away the tear on my cheek. I let it out. I hugged George and started to cry.

As I cried on George I could feel him start to cry as well. "Why are you crying?" I ask between sobs. "Because my sister is hurt." He responded. Touched, I squeezed George and said "I love you." "I know." He said. "Oh yeah and also Fred and your dimwit brother, Ron." I said slightly feeling better. "Hey!" Said Fred. "We prefer the term dung head." I laughed while still crying and said "well I think I'm just going to go to bed." "What? Y/N! It's only 11:00 in the morning!" Said Hermione. "Yeah, but I really don't want to get out of bed today." I said.

I heard Hermione follow me. I got in my bed, and hugged the plush blankets close to my chest. "Y/N, just tell me one thing. Why were you crying." Said Hermione. I finally told her about my history with Malfoy. From our first encounter, to the sorting, to now. I told her about how he betrayed me at the sorting, and that the reason I was crying is because I had just hurt my childhood best friend. "Malfoy used to be nice, back then before Hogwarts. Then he bullied his best friend because of a different house. Now I'm doing the same. I'm turning into Malfoy. I hurt my childhood best friend and I liked it. I'm just like him" I say weakly.

"Oh Y/N. I had no idea. You're nothing like him. He hurts everyone for fun and he bullies them for attention. He's a horrible person." She said. But this only made me feel worse. Though her tone and her words were understanding and kind, I realized how her description of Malfoy fit me perfectly. We were the same. I broke down crying again, falling to the floor. All of a sudden, I couldn't think straight, and before I knew I was shaking and hyperventilating. "Y/N are you okay?" Asked Hermione, shocked. I couldn't seem to form a sentence, so I grabbed the nearest piece of paper and I wrote "I'm having an anxiety attack. Send help." "Who do I call?" She asks. As much as I hated to do this, I thought of the only person who could help me with this. I wrote one word- "Malfoy".

Hermione nodded and ran to the dungeons to find Malfoy. She found Blaise roaming around and said "Blaise. It's an emergency. Let me in." "Hmm I don't think so" he said. "Grab Malfoy and throw him out here then." She said. Blaise left, and in a few seconds, Malfoy came out. "What do you want mudblood." He demanded. "You have to come with me quick." She said. "And why would I go with you?" He responded. "Listen. Y/N is having a panic attack and she told me to find you. She's shaking and hyperventilating and she can't say sentences that make sense." "Y/N. she's having a panic attack?"

I hope you liked this chapter! This hurt me to write because for some odd reason I got really emotional. Anyways, sorry to leave you on a cliff hanger and everything. Kk das it! Byeeeeeeeeee❤️❤️❤️