We Belong Together || Draco Malfoy X Reader

32| The Yule Ball

Y/N POV

I was looking for Hermione everywhere and still couldn't find her. I had to tell her the news. I couldn't keep it just by myself. To me, it didn't matter if he liked someone else anymore. The fact that he kissed my cheek yesterday had made the flowers in my heart bloomed up. Wasn't it a good sign?

I was on my way to the Black Lake when Harry came across me. He looked a bit weird and nervous.

"Hi Y/N," he greeted.

"Hey Harry, have you seen Hermione?" I asked.

"No...um...Y/N, actually...," he stuttered.

"Yeah?"

"Do you...uh...want to go to the ball?" He asked, not blinking.

"...with me," he added.

"Um...I'm really sorry Harry, I ha–"

"It's Malfoy, isn't it?" He questioned a bit mad.

"Sorry...," I apologised sincerely.

He told me it was okay, but his facial expression didn't look like it was. Then he walked away with a clear gesture of disappointment. I really didn't mean to hurt him or anything, but I didn't want to waste my chance to go with Draco.

I continued my walk to the Black Lake and found Hermione sitting under the tree alone. Well, she kind of looked like the main character of a fairy tale as I observed closely. Could it be Hermione that Draco has a crush on? I approached her quickly and told her about Draco and the ball. She congratulated me despite the fact that she disliked Draco. I suggested us to go dress-shopping together this weekend in Hogsmeade. But she refused, saying that she had already found the perfect gown for her.

It seemed like I was going alone to Hogsmeade this weekend.

•••

A gift arrived for me at breakfast today. The sender was my parents. Draco asked me to open it right away but no. I knew what my parents sent me and he couldn't see it before the ball cause it was a gown for me. They told me in the previous letter that I didn't need to buy a gown for the Yule Ball by myself.

I opened the gift wrapper on my bed while no one was in the dorm. There was a baby blue layered tulle evening gown with some silver flower ornaments and a letter from my parents. I decided to read the letter first before examining the gown. They told me that they saw this gown from a famous designer store in the muggle world and instantly thought it was simply made for me. That was sweet but they didn't tell me they were visiting the muggle world again.

Have fun with Draco!

How did they know I was going with him? Draco wouldn't be telling his parents such thing, would he?

I ignored the message and glanced at the tulle gown. Perhaps I should give it a try. I grabbed the dress and felt that something wasn't right instantly. I thought I was already holding both, the front and backside of the gown. I turned the dress around and it turned out to be a very wide open back gown. Wasn't it a little too much for a 14-year-old?

Too much skin would be revealed and that would make me being the centre of the attention. What were they thinking when they said it was made for me? I mean we're going to dance and he would obviously, at some point, be placing his hand on my back, bare back.

"Do they forget I'm only 14?" I mumbled to myself.

Later that day, I told Hermione about the gown my parents sent me and also asked her to help me try it on because I was having a hard time doing it alone. Not gonna lie, it fitted me really well. My parents sure had good eyes.

"You've found your perfect gown, Y/N," Hermione complimented.

"But I don't like showing my back off to many people," I groaned.

"Oh come on. I'm sure some girls are going to wear much more revealing dress," she rolled her eyes.

•••

It's finally Christmas Eve. Every girl in the dorm was preparing themselves for the dance night. I didn't have to do much cause mom had sent me a hairstylist and makeup artist to help me prepare myself. I didn't know how my parents successfully bribed the school to make those people got into the school for me. No one had a personal stylist other than me in my dorm. Fortuitously, I was in a good mood today, so I requested the stylist and MUA to do the hair and make up for the girls in my dorm too. Even Pansy got the service for free.

I was quite embarrassed when I had my gown on. No one was wearing an open back dress, at least not a single person in my age. Everyone looked at me while I was walking to the great hall with the girls from my house, it might look like they were guarding me. Funny to see how people changed just by one thing.

Anyway, I hate being the centre of attention. Almost every girl in my dorm had met their date at the entrance of the great hall. Draco wasn't here yet and I felt like everyone was talking about me and my bloody gown. I knew I shouldn't be feeling insecure or anything but my thoughts were killing me at this moment until someone tapped on my shoulder.

"Gosh, what takes you so long to get here?" I whisper-yelled to Draco.

"I was kind of lost," he chuckled. What an excuse.

"I bet you're the prettiest here," he smirked. I shouldn't be fluttered by this compliment, but hearing it from him just sounded...different now.

"Lovely gown, but all those thirsty eyes make me want to murder them tonight. So...," he smiled and took off his tailcoat to put it on my shoulder instead. This even made me blushed more.

"You're my date, not theirs," he stated.

How much more was he intended to make me blush? Please, just murder me already.

We entered the great hall, hand in hand. The great hall was decorated mostly in white, there was a Christmas tree too. For a moment I forgot that tomorrow would be Christmas. Oh, I love Christmas!

Now everyone was looking at me because Draco's tailcoat was covering my back. They were probably wondering why he would do that. He was known to be a very rude and mean person to others, a bully to be precise. But he somehow acted different to me, it had always been like that since the day I met him in Diagon Alley.

We found Vincent and Blaise with their partner. They told us the champions would dance first before everyone could join them on the dance floor. I wasn't nervous about the dance, I had done it plenty of times with Draco on my birthday. I was worried about how his hand would touch the bare skin of my back straightly. Why would I even wear this silly gown?

"Do you want to keep that while dancing?" Draco asked, pointing at his tailcoat that I was wearing.

"Uh...I think no," I replied with an awkward smile.

"Okay, but you're wearing that again after the dance."

And I nodded in agreement.

A moment later, the champions entered the hall. First, we saw Cedric and the girl I saw in Madam Puddifoot. Secondly, there were Viktor with Hermione, she was so beautiful in her periwinkle dress. The third was Fleur with a random guy, followed by Harry and some girl from his house at last.

"Lord, Hermione is definitely the definition of beauty," I mumbled.

"You should've seen a mirror right now," Draco blurted. "She's just some mud–"

"You mean muggle-born?" I corrected while sending him a cold smile.

"Yeah, whatever," he rolled his eyes.

Today's maestro was Flitwick. The champions gathered on the dance floor. They started dancing as soon as the music started. They got good music for real.

"May I?" Draco asked, addressing his tailcoat.

I nodded and he took it shortly. I helped to fix his white bow and tailcoat while he was just staring at me with his idiotic yet warm smile. I didn't want to blush but it seemed like I wasn't in full control of my body today.

Was this how it would feel like to be the girl he liked? Would she get to see this smile every day?

Oh to be his crush.