Potters Girl (Draco Malfoy x reader)

Year Four, Chapter Four

"Look at this! I can't believe it she's done it again. Miss Granger a plain but ambitious girl
seems to be developing a taste for famous
wizards. Her latest prey sources report is none other than the Bulgarian bon-bon Viktor Krum. No word yet on how Harry Potter's taking this latest emotional blow." Hermione reads from a newspaper. "Also pictured is Y/n y/L/n, who seems to be into Cedric Diggory, an extremely handsome young man. Good taste, these girls have!"

"Parcel for you Mr Weasley."A boy hands ron a package. Turns out Ron said he'd get him a signature from Harry in return. Ron opens the package and gets some ugly dress robes.

"Dress robes??? For what?" He asks. We laugh at him.

After breakfast, McGonagall had us all come into a room, all the Gryffindors at least.

I pass Cedric in the hall on the way there.

"Hey, Y/n!" He says, smiling at me. I smile back and wave as I walk by. We've gotten so much closer recently and he's been confiding in me.

"The yule ball has been a tradition of
the tri-wizard tournament since its
inception. On Christmas eve night we
and our guests gather in the great hall
for well mannered frivolity. As representitives
of the host school I expect each and
every one of you to put your best foot
forward, and I mean this literally because
the yule ball is first and foremost...
a dance." Professor McGonagall announces. I tune her out as she continues. "That name by behaving like a babbling, bumbling band of baboons!"

"Try saying that five times fast." Fred whispers behind me. The twins go back and forth saying it and I quietly laugh at them.

Professor McGonagall ends up choosing Ron to be her partner because he won't shut up.

"Oi! Never gonna let him forget this are you?" Harry asks the twins.

"Never." They say in sync.

"Everybody come together." We are prompted to also dance. Nobody wants to, except Neville. I sit there, bored out of my mind, when a hand reaches in front of me.

"May I have this dance, m'lady?" George asks as he bows to me. I laugh and nod. Pulling me up, the tall ginger puts his hand on my waist and we start dancing.

He twirls me dramatically and I laugh, he pulls me back towards him as we dance around the room. He keeps me laughing the entire time, all the while realizing we are both natural dancers.

The Yule Ball is coming up quick and I haven't even thought about who I should go with. Hermione and I are going dress shopping soon though which is exciting!! I'm hoping to get maybe a blue or green dress. Or a f/c dress!!

As Hermione and I are talking and planning, Cedric stops me.

"Hey, y/n. Can i talk to you?" He looks at Hermione. "Privately?"

"Of course!" We walk to an abandoned corridor. "What's up Ced?"

"Everyone's telling me not to do this, bc you're supposedly Potters girl, but I can't help it. I have to ask... Y/n, will you be my date for the Yule Ball?" Cedric asks, holding my hands in his.

"Of course, Cedric!! Did you even have to ask?? And I'm not Potters girl. He hasn't made a move anyway."

"Thank Merlin. Hey, well I'll talk to you later, beautiful." Cedric hugs me, planting a kiss on my cheek as he walks away.

"Bye Ced!" I say as he walks away. I'm stunned over what just happened.

Hermione and I go out and get our dresses. Hers is pink layered in an ombré that flatters her figure, and mine is a dark green gown that accents my waist and rear, with an off the shoulder neckline plus a subtle slit in the leg area.

The ball is coming up and Hermione and I agree to get ready together, along with Ginny and Angelina.

Walking down to potions, Hermione and I are talking about how excited we are for the ball.

"This is mad. At this rate we'll be the
only ones in our year without dates." Ron says.

At this moment, Snape slaps Ron about the head with a textbook.

"Well, us and Neville!" Ron jokes.

"But then again he can take himself." Harry joked, referring to when they saw Neville practicing dancing in his room alone.

"It might interest you to know that Neville's
already got someone." Hermione says matter of factly.

"Now I'm really depressed." Ron sighs. At that moment, a paper ball comes flying from across the room, hitting Ron in the side of the head.

Fred winks at me from across the room. Unfolding it, it reads:

GET A MOVE ON OR ALL THE GOOD
ONES WILL HAVE GONE!

"Who are you going with??" Ron mouths. Fred takes the note and hits Angelina.

"What?" She asks, annoyed. He signs and mouths, asking her to go yo the ball with him. She nods, and Fred sends a wink Ron's way.

"Well Hermione, you're a girl." Ron starts.

"Oh well spotted."

"Hey, Y/n... I've been meaning to ask you..." Harry starts.

"Come on. It's one thing for a bloke
to show up alone. For a girl it's just
sad." Hermione stands up suddenly, handing professor Snape her paper. I do the same.

"I won't be going alone because believe
it or not someone's asked me. And I
said yes." Hermione snaps.

"No, Harry. I won't go to the ball with you. I happen to have a date." I almost sneer.

"Bloody hell." The two say in sync as me and Hermione storm off.

"The audacity he has!!! Asking me as a last resort!!"

"It's okay, Mione. You deserve more than a 'last resort' option. You are absolutely stunning and amazing, don't forget that!!" I cheer her up. We decide to head to the library to study and end up planning our looks for the Yule ball.

"Y/n, you never told me who asked you to the ball." Hermione realizes.

"Oh! I'm so sorry! I'm so excited about it!! It's Cedric!!" She gasps.

"I told you he was into you!!!" I smile, a blush coating my cheeks.

"Who are you going with?" I ask.

"Krum..." She says quietly.

"Look at us!! We both got hot dates!!"I cheer.