𝙚𝙘𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙮

8

Draco's eyes fluttered open, noticing that he was engulfed in a comforting yet vaguely familiar warmth, his eyebrows scrunched up in confusion. He looked at the ceiling, realising that he wasn't in his dormitory.

Finally turning around to look at his side, a smile immediately grew onto his face. There, right beside him was Y/n L/n, beaming at him with a tight yet comfortable grip on his torso.

"Slept well?" Y/n whispered with a smirk plastered on her face. She lifted an arm to play with his hair, patting him on the head as if he were her pet kitten. He blushed brightly at the contact, nuzzling into her warmth.

"It's almost time for breakfast. You woke up just in time, we still have 10 minutes to spare." Y/n whispered, slowly pulling him up so that they could get ready for the day.

He whined, not wanting to get up. His arms clung onto her tightly, nuzzling his head into her chest. She giggled at his childish behaviour, caressing his fragile body in her gentle arms.

Much to Draco's distaste, they finally got got dressed and were now heading towards the great hall for the first meal of their day.

As they walked together to the great hall, the duo earned themselves a few curious looks directed towards their close contact with each other.

Many of their fellow housemates were already seated at the Slytherin table, their friends greeted them in all sorts of different approaches.

There was Blaise; who congratulated Draco for finally 'recreating his late night fantasies' even though he already knew that there was something going on between the two before this.

"Bloody fucking hell, mate! Good on ya, finally recreating those late night fantasies of yours, aye?" He wore a shit-eating grin, slapping his flustered friend on the shoulder as if he were a proud father.

Then we have Pansy, who was obnoxiously loud about it. They weren't surprised if all of Hogwarts knew about them. When she saw them together, she screeched like an annoying fangirl, and for the rest of the day, she spent her time informing others on the latest news.

"Can you believe Malfoy of all people managed to get a girlfriend before me? What does L/n even see in that blond ponce?" She blabbered on about to Blaise as he sat silently, completely amused by the whole ordeal.

After that we have Astoria Greengrass, who congratulated them cheerily up front, but started crying over it behind their backs to her sister who was already completely fed up with her.

"Fuck off, Daphne! Daddy Draco's been taken by that L/n girl! I can't do anything with my life now!" Astoria cried loudly in the stuffy toilet stall where they had retreated to in order to avoid causing a scene. The reason for her outbreak was because she'd always been in love with him, even more so when her parents suggested that he would make a charming suitor for her.

"The wanker's a bottom Astoria! You've seen the way he acts. Even if he liked you it'd never work out in the bloody bedroom you fucking slag." Daphne loved her little sister dearly, but even she could admit that her sister was a little too dramatic at times.

Last but not least, we have Crabbe and Goyle— let's just say that Draco was not particularly happy about this one.

"foursome?" They both muttered suggestively while attempting to wink at them. They earned themselves a threatening glare from Draco whilst Y/n couldn't help but laugh her arse off about it.

***

All these different reactions made Draco realise that he and Y/n never actually settled on an official agreement as to what their relationship was at the moment.

It was currently an hour past curfew, he was laying wide awake in his four poster bed, staring at the emerald green curtains that were surrounding him. He was contemplating every aspect of their relationship.

He didn't even know if she liked him the way he liked her, was she just using him for the sex? Or did she think that he's using her for that same reason?

Draco finally came to conclusion that it was definitely best to ask her clearly. And he was going to do it as soon as possible, which meant now, as the timing was perfect.

With a rush of sudden motivation, he got up from his bed, quietly grabbing some parchment paper and one of his trusty self refilling quills, a useful charm he learnt a while back during summer break when he was skimming through his father's collection of spell books.

He kept his message short and direct, though making sure to keep his manners in tact.

Dear Y/n,
Meet me at the common room. I'd like to discuss something important. Thank you.

D.M

A/n:
Sorry for the sudden hiatus lmao,, I've been struggling slightly with mental health and online school. So I do apologise as I realised I haven't updated in nearly 2 months. New chapter should come soon, thanks.

-Lyss