I stood in the empty corridor, Harry by my side, "Harry.." I muttered quietly It had only been a few hours since the second tournament. "It's fine (Name) I understand" Harry begins to ramble apologizing profusely I stare at the boy whose face was tinged red. I don't know what it was, maybe it was the fact I felt guilty for not kissing him back, I grab his tie and kiss him gently, pulling back quickly and stepped away from him, his hand ghosted over his lips. "I think we could do it if we tried, If only to say, you're mine, Oh my God I think I'm in love with you" he breathed out and I laughed lightly, "Harry we're just kids" I look up at the boy who is studying me intensely.
"I don't care- I truly like you so much (Name)" he inched closer, "Harry you're just under a lot of stress" I reply quickly and step back "but I swear! I've liked you since the first year! when you helped me with Quirrell, defend Hermione, all the times you helped me with homework" he spoke quickly pushing his words out as if he was in a race, my back hit up against the wall and Harry grabbed my chin lifting my eyes to his own, it stayed there the other against the wall caging me in.
"You don't mean that Harry" I look down at my shoes. "oh but I do! I love you! at least I think I do! you're like an angel sent from the heavens, you're my protector! you're my everything!" Harry's voice was cracking and I felt horrid. "Look at me!" He demanded and so I did, "tell me you don't feel the same" he stared into my eyes trying to see what my reaction to his words would be. "I don't know Harry!" I squeaked out and he tilted my chin up more and leant down kissing me, and this time, I didn't fight it. I closed my eyes and kissed him back tenderly.
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It had been a few days since the incident with me and Harry, the 3rd challenge was coming up and I glanced over at the boy, the entire school had seen him kiss me after the black lake, Ron and Harry weren't speaking and Draco had started to be even ruder to me. I was lost in thought flipping my quill through my fingers a ball of scrunched up paper hit the back of my head and hit the floor I glanced around and Harry who sat at the other side of the room waved lightly at me and pointed at the note on the floor. I glanced up at Professor Flitwick who was immersed in conversation with a Gryffindor girl. I leant over and Picked up the note. 'Hogsmeade this weekend, Yes or yes' I circled yes and flung it back to him with my eyebrow raised. The bell rang and I walked quickly over to the boy, "first thing, you're not allowed to go to Hogsmeade, Second thing, the 3rd challenge is on Sunday" I rushed out and Harry shrugged. "I have my ways he winked and I let out a stale laugh. The two of us had a slight fling going on, Harry's feelings ran deeper than mine but no harm no foul. "I'll walk you to Herbology!" he burst out and I shook my head, "no thank you!" I adjusted the books in my grasp and turned around exiting the room quickly.
I made my way swiftly through the halls, they were rather empty so I opened my book and read as I moved. I hit something with a thud my books flying everywhere, I glanced up "watch it, you filthy blood traitor" Draco hissed glaring at me, "sod off Malfoy" I grumbled as I picked up my books from the floors. "don't speak to me like that!" he growled and I pushed myself from the floor, "or what Daddies boy" I snickered walking off quickly. "I'm speaking to you!" he calls after me and I continue walking and I hear his footsteps speeding after me. He grabbed my arm and spun me around "what's going on with you and Potter" he scowled at me "I don't know yet!" I snapped my arm back from his grasp. "its none of your business anyway" I continued and if looks could kill I would be dead seven times over. "you listen here you little bitch-" he began and I raised my hand smacking him across the cheek. "shove it Malfoy" and I stormed off.
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Royals (Draco Malfoy x Reader)
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