JUST A MUDBLOOD, draco malfoy

twenty-one

Aiden's POV

Five days ago, I woke up with a smile on my face, thinking of her, Y/n June Maxwell, and the little moment we shared under the mistletoe—sure it was a small peck on the cheek, but it made me feel special; it made me feel safe again.

Who would have thought a few hours after waking up, I'd be crying in the hospital wing, holding her hand, which was now as stiff as a statue, praying to Merlin for him to wake her up.

Her once (s/c) complexion washed from her face and body, her naturally glowing (e/c) eyes as dark as they've ever been and her (h/l) (h/c) hair, now in knots.

"These past five days have been killing me, Y/n, you need to wake up. It's time to come home." I whisper, more tears unwillingly falling down my face and onto the floor.

Many people had come to visit her, every single day, each one begging me to get some sleep, but I refuse. Sleepless nights were something I have had experience with before...

Wednesday, August 19th, 1989.
First-year.

Sitting outside in the garden with her had always been one of my favourite ways to pass time.

Addilyn Rayne Lovak.

The way her naturally, curly brown hair flows in the wind, each strand dancing in the air, her deep brown eyes glowing brighter than the sun and her beautiful light brown skin shinning. (Picture the goddess, Zendaya.)

"Aiden."

My name rolling off her tongue made my stomach churn, her posh angelic voice always giving me butterflies.

"Aiden."

Looking at me with those gorgeous dark brown eyes—I always had a problem with getting lost in them.

"Aiden!"

As she places her soft hand on my arm, I snap out of my daydream and focus on her eyes.

"You're staring again." She laughs, making my face heat up. That's the fourth time in the last twenty minutes.

☁︎︎ Good job Aiden, you idiot.

"No! I-I.. wasn't," I say sheepishly trying to cover my apparent red face.

"Oh, you weren't were you?" She smirks, leaning closer to my face. My eyes widen, my heart race picks up, and my breath hitches in my throat.

She leans her hand up towards my face. I close my eyes, waiting for anything and everything. I feel her hand touch my messy hair and...

"You had a leaf in your hair." She says holding up a small dead leaf.

I cough awkwardly and turn around, feeling embarrassed.

"Wait... did you think... I was going to kiss you?" She laughs, trying to get a glimpse of my face to see my reaction.

"Me? Kissing you.? HA! N-no. No! No way, I wouldn't kiss you, never in a million years, I don't kiss Mudbloods." I laugh nervously, scratching the back of my head.