It was a Saturday in mid September. The weather was sunny but not Necessary cold, all you would need was a big, thick jumper. You rummaged around your draws, searching for the perfect one. You opened the third draw to find a large, Slytherin, quidditch jumper rolled up neatly. You took it out and brought it up to your nose. The smell of freshly cut grass, apples and cologne filled your nostrils, giving you a sense of safety and security.
The jumper was given to you when you and your boyfriend Draco went on a date last week. The two of you went to hogsmeade and stayed out a lot longer then you had first intended, leaving you to get really cold. Draco offered his jumper; which you gladly accepted. The two of you travelled from Zonkos joke shop to the three broomsticks to warm up, as the pub constantly had this warm and cozy aroma. The two of you enjoyed a butter beer before heading back up to the school.
You unfolded the jumper and placed it over your head, sighing a breath of relief as the sent filled you nostrils. You grabbed you school bag from the top of your trunk and made your way down to the quidditch pitch to do some light studying.
The reason why you choose the quidditch pitch was because it was Slytherin practice. You normally would sit in for these are Draco would claim that you were his lucky charm. You made your way put to the stands and placed your bag next to you. Your herbology book seemed to be screaming your name; so you took it out, along with some parchment and started taking some notes.
Draco was flying around when he noticed you in the stands with his jumper on. A smile graced his face and he took in the sight of you scribbling down some notes. He admired the way your hair flowed in the wind, making you so effortlessly beautiful. However these thoughts were cut short by his teammates screaming at him to move out the way; as a bugler was heading straight for his head. He quickly moved out of the way and turned his focus back onto the game at hand.
The practice finished and Draco went to meet you by the changing rooms. He walked towards them and found you standing there already. He passed his broom to someone else on his team as he took your hand and walked you back to the castle.
"You look pretty in my jumper you know"
He said as a matter of fact. You looked down at the piece of fabric on your body;
"Thank you"
You said in a hushed whisper, still not 100 percent sure how to take a complement. Draco just laughed and wrapped his arm around your shoulder, leading you into the warmth of the castle.
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Draco Malfoy Imagines
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