DRACO MALFOY X MALE!READER●WHAT IS THIS FEELING?●

D. A. D. A

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Third person P.o.V

(Y/n) trudged his way through the crowd of students as he searched for the Defense Against The Dark Arts class. 'Why does the room for this damned class so far away?' the Gryffindor whined to himself.

His body bumping into many student from left and right. He would mumble a sorry to everyone that he did bumped onto and rushed to the class he needed to be in before he becomes late. Finnian and the others had to go ahead since they had nothing else to do earlier, (Y/n) however was asked to help a fellow student who asked where a particular class was at. And then he got separated.

Once he had arrived to the room, thankfully it hasn't started yet. (Y/n) allowed himself to take in a breath and composed himself. Slicking his hair a bit back and fixing his robe. (Y/n) entered the room and quickly found a spot to seat at. It was two seats away from the back, middle row of the room. And there he settled and relaxed his back in the backrest.

"Oh. Hello, (L/n)..." (Y/n) promptly turned his head to his left and there was Winston who held an awkward smile. (Y/n)'s lips tugged slightly upwards before greeting his seatmate. "How are you?" Said Winston, shifting in his seat, trying his best to not look at (Y/n) in the eye. "Umm... Are you okay? You seem... Shifty? Is there something on my face?" (Y/n) wiped his cheeks to see if he had dirt or something on  there stuck. Winston vigorously shook his head no. "I mean- the... You know- I slapped you earlier and I- I can change seats if you don't feel comfo-"

(Y/n)'s eye brows risen in confusion. He then giggled lightly. Waving off the other Gryffindor's offer. "Don't worry about it! I'm perfectly fine, honestly." He reassures putting a  hand on Winston shoulder. It managed to calmed down the boy a bit. They disregarded the awkwardness and decided to do something. Winston took out a book and began to read it. While (Y/n) slumped slightly.

His eyes catching the table next to them. And low and behold. The Ravenclaw that somehow manage to appear near him at all times was there. She was a groaning mess. And it was at a point that she just wanted to cry and get out of the room. Kazzandra finally noticed (Y/n) and sat straight as she could. She arched her back and swiftly slouched back down. "I wanna go out... I really want to skip this class." Kazz croaked, almost smashing hear head down the table.

(Y/n) could only let out a sympathetic sigh. He knew why she was acting like this. And that reason is the current teacher of D.A.D.A, Gilderoy Lockhart. "Give it a try, Kazz. Maybe you'd like him as a teacher." (Y/n) said softly making the brunette gag. "I'd rather give all my shampoo to Professor Snape for a year. Lord knows he needs it." Kazzandra's face scrunched up as the sound of a creaking door caught both their attention.

"Let me introduce you to your new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher, me." Professor Lockhart boasted, staring down at te students with that prominent smile of his. "Speak of the devil..." Kazz uttered lowly, now sitting properly with her arms clasped together on the table. (Y/n) saw the displeased look on his friend and decided to not bother her for now. Lockhart continued his introduction, bragging about every title or achievement he had received as of recent. He even stopped by a painting of himself who was also... Painting himself.

Some of the female students swooning over the teacher while the teacher talked. ( Whilst Kazzandra's audible gags gone ignored). " But I don't talk about that." Said Lockhart as he placed his hands on the front table. "But you just did..." Kazz hissed, cupping her face o her hand and resting it on the table.

"I didn't get rid of the Bandon Banshee by smiling at it." He said proudly before showing a toothy smile and a chuckle. He expected the class to go along, but was only met with silence and confusion. Lockhart's ego shrunk "Now I see you've all bought a complete collection of my books. Well done." The professor then shuffled to the back of his desk and grabbed a pile of papers "Now, I thought we all start today with a small quiz."