𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓'𝐬

Acceptance | Draco Malfoy

Y/n L/n, a muggleborn Gryffindor, who is brave and smart. She has been best friends with Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.

Y/n is a very kind girl, who is also very brave. She will help you no matter what, and every boy in Hogwarts swoon all over her. Her h/c hair and e/c eyes that surely anyone would fall for, but some of course, hated her, like Blood purists, who calls her a mudblood.

Which, Y/n didn't really give a damn about. Though, some blood-purist such as Draco Malfoy, he looks at y/n differently.

He doesn't see her a some filthy muggle who doesn't deserve magic, he saw her as something else.

It all started, when the two were partnered up in Charms, in their first year and which always ended up turning each other into guinea-pigs, causing them both to have detention. The detention was always filled with bickers as they write their lines, cleaning up the trophy rooms and such.

Y/n and Draco would never admit that they grew to care for each other. Draco felt like he wanted to strangle himself for liking a muggleborn, but he couldn't help it.

He fell for her that's sure.

And she did too.

Being best friends with Harry, Ron and Hermione is filled with different adventures and very, very protective friends. Y/n was scared to tell any of them that she liked Draco, she couldn't utter single syllable about it. So, she kept it all to herself.

Y/n and Draco confessed to each other in their third year, when y/n was asked by Hagrid to send the boy to the hospital wing when the dimwit decided to approach the Hippogriff and get scratched on the arm. Y/n wanted to run up to him and see if he was all right, but she couldn't in front of her friends, she only managed to approach him and take a look, but she couldn't kneel down beside him.

So that is why, Hagrid asked her to take him to Hospital Wing.

"You'll regret this!" yelled Draco, as y/n grabbed his arm and helped him walk, even though he could clearly walk himself. "You and your bloody chicken!"

"Come on, Malfoy." groaned Y/n as the two walked up the steep hill with steps. Draco huffed, but didn't bother to tell y/n that she was holding his arm. He liked it. "Let's get you to the Hospital wing, now. You dimwitted arsehole."

"Excuse me, L/n?" He huffed, and looked at her e/c eyes, as y/n avoided eye contact to avoid the butterflies that were fluttering in her stomach. "I'm not dimwitted."

"Then why did you run to the Hippogriff, may I ask?" Y/n lifts a brow.

"Because I don't want Potter to have all the attention, you clearly were gaping over him." Draco rolled his silver-blue eyes. "You like Potter don't you?"

"I was not!" Y/n scoffed, "And no. I do not like him, I like someone else."

"Oh? Like who?"

"We're here," she announced, ignoring his question. "Let's get to you to Madam Pomfrey shall we?"

"Oh miss L/n, can you please fix him up for me? I'm busy with someone over here..." said Madam Pomfrey, as she is doing something to aid a boy's leg. "The kit is over there, beside the table. Thank you."

Y/n purses her lips and made Draco sit down, Draco watches the girl as she takes the kit and take some cotton and a magic liquid that can help heal the gash faster. She looked up at the boy, who was staring.

"It's rude to stare, Malfoy." She stated, blush creeping up in her cheeks.

Draco smirked as he takes off his black robe, y/n helps aid the wound. "Now, back to my question, L/n. Who do you like?"