Draco Malfoy Imagines (Requests TEMPORARILY Closed )

Oblivious - Part 1

A/N: This took several days to write, I wrote one and a half other imagines before finishing this. And it's only the first part of three! I hope you enjoy it and yes I know Fred and George would've left Hogwarts by now, but let's pretend they didn't ;) 

Summary: Half Blood Prince era. Draco's been sneaking away to work on fixing the vanishing cabinet. But his muggle-born Gryffindor girlfriend Y/N has been picking up on his suspicious disappearances. During their trip to Hogsmeade, something unexpected occurs.

Warning(s): SPOILERS!! Swearing, making out

Word Count: 4.2k

Y/N skipped through the entrance to the courtyard, singing, "He was a skater boy, she said see you later, boy. He wasn't good enough for her," at the top of her lungs, drawing quite a few puzzled stares her way. Draco, her boyfriend, reluctantly followed behind her, his face turning crimson.

"Y/N! Y/N, please stop, people are looking," he pleaded with her.

"Tough crowd, tough crowd," Y/N mused, "How about, life is a highwaayy, and I wanna ride it all night long!"

People began to laugh at the Gryffindor's performance. Draco, however, was becoming more embarrassed by the second. "Love, please, enough with the muggle songs."

"What? You don't like my singing, is that it?" Y/N asked while she sat down at the base of their favorite tree.

"You know I adore everything about you, just not the muggle music. What is a highway anyway?"

Y/N's eyebrows shot up. "Seriously? Do you ever pay any attention in muggle studies?"

Draco gave her a sheepish grin while he rubbed the back of his neck. Y/N swatted his arm lightly with her roll of parchment she'd taken out of her school bag. "Speaking of muggle studies, I have a 25-inch essay to write. Professor Burbage wants us to compare and contrast an average muggle's day and an average wizard's."

"Well, that ought to be easy, your mum and dad are muggles."

"It's still 25 inches, Draco, that's quite a lot," Y/N said exasperatedly. She huffed as she unrolled her parchment and got to work; she already had 18 inches done.

Draco admired her as she wrote. The fluffy red quill in her hand bounced with the movements of her wrist as she jotted down a sentence. She was squinting her eyes, trying to block out the sun. Her little nose was scrunched up as well as her forehead.

She was so effortlessly beautiful. The littlest things about her were the things Draco liked the most, like the way her hair framed her face, some loose strands falling from behind her ear, and shining in the sun. Or the way she rubs her eyes with both fists after yawning.

"You're cute when you're focused," Draco said.

Y/N gave him a fake annoyed glare. "Well, you're making it hard for me to focus," she mumbled under her breath, turning her attention back to her essay while biting her lip to keep from smiling.

Draco smirked, some of his teeth showing, "Hard to focus, huh? Am I that sexy?" he asked while wiggling his eyebrows. He received a quick slap on his chest.

"Shut up! Oh my god," Y/N said. Draco complied with her wishes and simply gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before rising to his feet.

Y/N looked up at him, puzzled. "Where are you going?"

"I just want to get to class a bit early today. I'll see you in Dark Arts class."

Y/N watched as the blonde boy walked away. She thought it was quite peculiar for him to want to get to class early. Usually, he was begging her to stay with him and be a few minutes late. She tried to shrug it off; perhaps he just wanted to ask his professor a question. Y/N picked up her quill and once again began to write, pushing away the thoughts of what her boyfriend was up to.