We Belong Together || Draco Malfoy X Reader

43| Holiday Flexing

Y/N POV

My American relatives were insane as always. I had a horrible week, trying to survive each day without being mocked for my royal accent. My parents didn't help either, they thought it was only an act of being friendly, just in the American way. If Draco was here, he would crash them for sure. I missed him. I hadn't written any letter to him. Actually, I didn't plan on writing any. I didn't have the heart to send my owl across different continents. He would understand, I hoped.

"Your mom said you got a boyfriend," Aria started. I didn't get the point of telling everyone about my relationship yet everyone still couldn't hold their curiosity.

"That hottie you saw at my birthday party," I spoke lazily.

"Oh my God...how is that possible?" She gasped. Was she trying to say that I wasn't attractive enough to get Draco's interest?

"For the record, he likes me first."

"Show me some proofs," she demanded.

I sighed before going to look for a photo of me and Draco in my luggage. Aria tapped her feet impatiently. Why would I even agree on this? She was only an unimportant person that would just pass by a few times in my life. I didn't need to show her proof of anything.

"Let me find it by myself. If I found out that you were lying, be ready to be kicked out of my house," she threatened as she pushed me away from my trunks. Who did she think she was? Even Pansy was scared to threaten me after I pulled some of her hair in year 1 and Aria was only a mental American half-blood.

"No way, did you use Armotentia?" She asked curiously as she handed me a photo of Draco kissing me on our first date on New Year's Eve.

"Absolutely not, I'm not you," I mumbled, not bothering myself to face her.

My gaze was stuck at the photo, times flew faster than I thought. It was crazy to think that it was only about seven months ago I was panicking about the girl he liked, which later turned out to be me. I was so clueless the whole time. Must've been a hard time for him, waiting for my slow sense to realise that I was the one he liked. I never got the chance to thank him for willing to wait for me. Perhaps I should do it once we met again.

•••

My holiday ended in the most awesome way possible. Interlaken was totally captivating. The people were nice, the scenery was the absolute definition of peace and food was okay. I would love to spend the rest of my life living in that town.

I had planned to travel around the world once I graduated from Hogwarts. I hoped Draco would still be with me until the end, he had to. I had a long list prepared for us to do in the future and I didn't want to do it with just anyone. It had to be Draco.

This year, only mom could make it to drop me off at the King's Cross station. Dad was suddenly busy at the ministry, maybe because he took too many days off for the holiday. I couldn't spot Draco, yet the train was ready to take off any minutes. Mom assured me that he would arrive soon and told me to get a seat first. But when was he coming?

I sat alone in an empty compartment until Vincent came to join me. I asked if he had seen Draco on the way here, but he didn't. Where could that boy be at this time? Don't tell me he missed the train. How would he get back to school? Just then, the compartment door was opened, revealing my favourite blond-haired guy in a black suit. Greg was also standing there behind him. Draco grinned and immediately took the seat beside me.

"I thought you would miss the train," I mumbled.

"And miss the chance to see my girlfriend who didn't even write one letter for me? Absolutely not," he chuckled.

"Well sorry," I apologised. I meant it this time, I knew what I did was wrong.

"I don't accept words as an apology," he smirked. "Kiss me."

"Just a reminder that me and Goyle are still here," Vincent blurted.

"I know, that's why he won't get any kiss," I giggled.

Draco sighed and rolled his eyes in disappointment. I was back to my cheerful self around these boys. Well, they were my first friends ever and we never really had a fight with each other. Although sometimes Vincent liked to be a dimwit, I could still tolerate that.

I told them about my trip to Switzerland and they were so jealous when I mentioned how good the food was which was not exactly true. I had a stomachache after eating local food for 2 days straight and that was one of the reasons my parents would never allow me to eat strange food again. But who cared? I meant what was the purpose of having a wonderful holiday if we don't flex it to our friends? Draco listened to my chatter calmly while holding my hand and sometimes squeezed it when I got too excited.

"...I lost my parents in the street market and luckily there was this nice guy who helped me find them," I gushed.

"A nice guy? How nice was he? Did he touch you anywhere?" Draco asked annoyingly.

"Well he did pull my wrist for a second but he was just a nice stranger, Draco. I don't even know his name," I explained.

"Isn't that the point? I don't like any male species touching what's mine," he debated.

"It doesn't make any sense, you–"

"It does. Now quit talking about that guy, I'm trying to not be mad at you for letting a stranger touch your wrist."

"You can't be mad at me."

"Well, you wanna try? It won't end well," he smirked. "As in, that well."

Wasn't this just a little too much? I looked at Vincent and Greg, asking for help to tame this big baby beside me. They looked away instantly, somehow this reminded me of what Hermione did before when the trio accused Draco of asking me out on a date.

I was mad at Draco for being too dramatic about a lot of things. The rest of the ride was the worst thing I had experienced in my life. We just met after not seeing each other for more than a month and now he was being a nincompoop.

He offered me his hand when people started getting off the train, but I refused to take it. He looked annoyed and grabbed my wrist without asking anymore. I tried to take my hand off him but his grip was too strong. Seemed like I had no choice, but follow whatever he wanted to do now.

I saw the trio walking in front of us and that was when Draco hastened his pace. I almost stumbled upward while trying to catch up. Fortunately, I was still considered his girlfriend, he prevented me from falling and asked if I was okay. Of course, I didn't reply; I was still mad at him.

"I'm surprised the Ministry's still letting you walk around free Potter," Draco spat.

"Better enjoy it while you can. I expect there's a cell in Azkaban with your name on it!" He hissed. Harry's anger was clearly shown in his eyes, he stepped forward ready to fight Draco. However, he stepped on my right foot before I was able to back off. Ron held him back when I hissed in pain.

"Y/N are you okay?" Draco asked full of concern.

"I...I'm sorry Y/N, I didn't mean to hurt you," Harry apologised.

"You dare to step on my girlfriend! You wanna fight here Scarhead?" Draco said in a rage.

"Stop! Both of you!" I shouted. I wasn't in the mood to watch people fighting. I was already tired of my little problem with Draco and now they were trying to make another one in front of me.

"It's okay Harry and I'm sorry for what he said to you," I apologised on Draco's behalf because I knew he would never take his pride for a moment to apologise to anyone, but me.

"And you, stop being a bugger and let's just leave," I ordered.

Draco did as I told and we left the trio right away. He couldn't hide his furious face. At this point, I didn't know who he was mad at. Me or Harry? Frankly, I didn't give a damn about it anymore. I just wanted to lay myself on my uncomfortable dorm bed as soon as possible.