Potters Girl (Draco Malfoy x reader)

Year Three, Chapter Fourteen

I wake up early and stretch, realizing what day it is. I tiptoe into Harry's room, making note of Ron asleep in the bed beside him, and slowly shake him awake. He slowly opens his eyes, blinking at me.

"Merry Christmas, Harry!!" I whisper, hugging him tightly.

"Merry Christmas, Y/n." His smile adorably wide. Suddenly, he pulls me up on the bed with him and I accidentally let out a little squeak.

He laughs quietly and pulls me into him, us cuddling in his bed. He wraps his blanket around me and all I can smell is him, all I can feel is his warmth.

I close my eyes for a second and open them to see Harry looking at me. He leans in and plants a gentle kiss on my lips. We barely pull apart before we start slowly making out.

"Merry Christmas, beautiful." Harry whispers against my lips. I smile at him and lay my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. The door to the room bursts open and I jump.

"Come downstairs lads!!!" Fred exclaims.

"And y/n?" George looks confused. Then he gets a smirk on his face and winks at me.

"It's not what it looks like, stupid!" I roll my eyes and they laugh. I sit up and turn, stretching.

"Bloody Hell Y/n, you could knock!!!" Ron covers himself with his blanket.

"Ronald calm down. It's not like you're naked. I couldn't give a shit about you being in your boxers." I roll my eyes.

"Come on, you slow bunch!" Fred says walking away. George smiles before disappearing down the stairs.

Mrs. Weasley made us pancakes, eggs, and bacon and made us all eat before we could open our gifts, and we all gulped them down quickly, excited.

"Mum, can we have our presents now??" Ron pesters, his hair messily sticking up in all directions.

"Oh alright, hold on Ronald." Molly gets up and starts handing each kid a gift from her.

Mine is wrapped in y/f/c wrapping paper, and I smile at Mrs. Weasley, loving the detail. She gives me a loving smile, prompting me to open it.

It's a y/f/c sweater with a y/2nd f/c, (your initial) on it, hand knitted by Mrs. Weasley herself. I smile and immediately put it on, loving the softness and warmth.

"These gifts were delivered by owl this morning." She passes the other gifts out. Everyone sitting there also exchanges gifts, I pass Ron's to him, toss the twins theirs, hand Ginny hers, and place Harry's in front of him.

"Thank you, love." He says, planting a subtle kiss on my forehead.

I open my gifts and am met with an assortment of small things from each of my friends. Hermione sent a two page long letter with my gift, telling me to make Ron and Harry write, knowing they won't.

Harry got me a ring, which he slid onto my middle finger before kissing my hand.

"Oh, and y/n, there's one more for you." Mrs. Weasley says, passing me a parcel wrapped in green. My heart races, having an inkling that it's from Draco.

Sure enough, my name is written on the top in his neat handwriting. Carefully opening the parcel, I see a folded note and a small box.

I know, I know, I haven't written. I'm sorry, I've been busy here at the manor, I hope you'll forgive me, y/n. I figured I'd send you a gift, us being close friends and all now. I thought the gift I chose was fitting for you, I think it will compliment you nicely. Merry Christmas, y/L/n.
-Draco

I smile, folding the note again and opening the small box. Inside is a necklace, delicately placed in tissue paper. I pick it up and look at it, holding the pendant in my hand.

It's an emerald, cut into a crystal point shape, with a silver snake wrapped around it. Very minimalist and subtle, I love it!!! Seems like a Draco type gift honestly.

I pull my hair to the side, clipping the necklace on, and sliding it under my shirt. Molly gives me a look, kind of confused.

*Dracos POV*

It's a cold snowy morning, I gaze softly out the window at the snow drifting to the ground.

"Draco! Breakfast!" I hear mum call up to me. I stand up, and walk downstairs. Breakfast is quiet, it's only me and mum. Father is off at the ministry on important business, he says.

An owl flies in and drops a parcel in front of me. It's wrapped in dark green paper and I wonder who it's from. That's when I see it, that unmistakable handwriting. Y/n.

Being careful, I unwrap the package and see a box and a letter.

alfoy! You haven't written you ass! You promised :( It's alright, you know. But I figured since we are friends, I might as well send a gift. When I saw this, I thought it screamed 'Draco Malfoy' and had to get it for you. I hope you're having a lovely Christmas and hope you'll fill me in the next time I see you.
Merry Christmas, Draco.
-Y/n

I guess I deserved that, but she's so nice. I almost feel bad for not writing. I meant to, honestly, but I got busy.

Opening the small box, there's a matte black ring with silver lining the edges. A small, silver snake is wrapped around the ring. I could always use more rings, and can't help but smile at the gift she picked out for me. I slide the ring onto my left middle finger, it fits perfectly.

"Oh, Draco, what did you get?" My mother asks from behind me. I turn and hold out my hand, she looks at the ring and smiles. "Who gave you that?" She asks, knowing most of my friends wouldn't be that detailed.

"Y/n y/L/n." I say.

"Was that the girl you hugged at the platform?" I nod. "Draco, she's beautiful!"

"It's not like that, mum, we're just friends." I laugh. The ring feels warm on my finger, and before bed, I write another letter to y/L/n, to make up for my lack of communication.

Thank you, for the gift. It's perfect, and mother agrees with that. My family sends regards to you, and I hope you had a happy Christmas. I cannot wait to see you again, but I hope you don't act like those Weasleys. Don't let them rub off on you too much, y/L/n.
-Draco Malfoy

((I write chapters in advance in case there's days where I don't feel up to writing, and in some of the more recent chapters I've written I love where the story is going and I cannot wait for you guys to read it!!))