Snakes and Ladders (Draco Malfoy x Reader ft Harry)

Chapter 12

Y/N POV

I woke up to the sunrise. Draco was already awake. He was looking out admiring the sunset while I lay in his lap.

I looked up at him.

'morning love' He whispered.

My eyelids were still heavy but I managed to look him in the eyes and smile.

'Goodmorning, shouldn't we be getting going? What if Filch catches us up here?'

'It's fine, let's stay here for a while, then we'll get ready for the Autumn ball.'

-

'Hermione, come on' I exclaimed, tapping on her door.

Hermione and I agreed to get ready for the ball in my dorm room.

'I'm coming, I just need to get my bag.' she replied.

She came out carrying two large bags.

''Bloody hell Mione, that's a lot' I laughed.

'Ik now come on we need to get there without anyone seeing us'

We giggled as we ran to my dorm. I quickly shut the door behind us making sure nobody (especially Pansy) was there.

She dumped the bags on my bad and we both put on our dresses.

I curled my hair at the ends then clipped it back with a pearl hairclip. While Hermione had hers half up, half down with a red ribbon which matched her dress. I put on some mascara and eyeliner then Hermione and I went hand in hand out of my dorm and dorm the stairs.

We were met at the bottom by two males, both wearing black suits, white shirts and black bowties. One with the platinum blond hair and smug smirk that I was so used to and the other with finger hair and a face indulged in purity and joy.

I caught Draco giving Ron a dirty look just as we reached the last few steps but as soon as he noticed me, he took his eyes of Ron and layed them on me. I smiled as I saw his pupils enlarge at the sight of me.

He held his hand out, I placed mine in his as I took my last step down the stairs. He twirled me around before pulling me towards him and placing a sweet kiss upon my lips.

'You look gorgeous' whispered Draco into my ear.

I looked over to Hermione.

'Wow Ron, you actually look pretty good, thank God you aren't wearing that obscure robe you wore to the Yule ball' Laughed Hermione.

Ron went red 'Yeah, at least I don't smell like my great aunt Tessie' he awkwardly laughed.

Draco tugged on my hand pulling me onto the dancefloor. I felt like I was in a fairytale, Draco being my prince charming. Ok I get it, he may not have the typical characteristics of a 'prince charming', he was more of a byronic hero you know? Seductive, arrogant, dark, mysterious? But I honestly don't care, I loved him either way. He was my Draco, my hero, whether it be byronic or not.

He held me close, my body pressing against his as we danced. I felt like we were the only two people in the room, the only two people in the world...well the only ones that mattered at least. Well, that was until we waltzed by Ginny and Harry which certainly wasn't my fault as Draco was leading. I heard Draco whisper something into Harry's ear. I couldn't catch what he said but I assumed it was bad as Harry's face screwed up right after.

'What did you say to him?' I asked.

'Don't worry darling.' He chuckled.

But oh trust me, I was worrying. What on earth could he have said? But I decided to forget about it until after the ball.

For the rest of the night, every time Draco looked at me I noticed a twinkle in his eye, a twinkle that I prayed would never go away.

-

I was lying in bed that night, exhausted from a night of dancing. But I couldn't help but let my mind linger back to when Draco had whispered something to Harry. I couldn't help it, I was too paranoid, I slipped on my slippers and headed towards Draco's dorm. But as I left my dorm, I crashed into a certain brown haired boy.

'Wtf Harry, how did you get in here?'

'No questions, we need to talk, follow me.'

And with that, he led me into the hallway.

'I think I owe you an explanation.'

'yeah, you really do' I said, rolling my eyes in annoyance.

He had just opened his mouth when we heard heavy footsteps from behind us.

'Shit, it's Filch' he muttered.

He ran to the nearest cupboard, dragging me behind him. He pushed me in and jumped in next to me. The cupboard was absolutely tiny. His body was pressed against mine. There wasn't even enough space for Jesus. I could feel his heavy breathing down my neck, I felt guilty when my body shivered but he just looked at me and smiled. It felt so right yet so much more wrong but I was clearly caught in my thoughts as I didn't realise a pale hand open the cupboard door from the outside and stand there, fists clenched and glaring eyes fixated on Harry.