Draco Malfoy Imagines (Requests TEMPORARILY Closed )

The Unwanted Pet

A/N: Hello! This was a request from one of my friends, I thought it was such a cute idea and I knew it wouldn't take more than a couple hours so I wrote it! I find it adorable and I hope you do too!

Summary: Y/N wants a crup (a jack russell like creature) but Draco most certainly does not. What happens when Y/N gets one anyway?

Warning(s): None

Word Count: 2.7k

"But Draco, it'd be so cute!" Y/N pleaded with her husband. She was leaning on his back while he tied a letter to his owl to send to his coworker at St. Mungos.

A soft wind blew through their open window, bringing the sweet smell of daisies with it. One of Y/N's favorite things about living in the countryside was the variety of flowers surrounding their home, which was by no means a modest one. Draco would've felt too out of place if they had purchased a small abode, so Y/N caved and allowed him to buy a big Irish style house surrounded by thick greenery and rolling oak tree forests. However, Y/N had grown to love the rather big dwelling. But she'd felt a bit lonely whenever Draco would go to work in the early morning, leaving her alone until he returned at nearly midnight.

She had her own job working on the Hogwarts Express, but that only required her to leave the house a few days out of the year. Even though there wasn't a need for her to work since Draco had inherited all the Malfoy fortune when his father passed a year ago, Y/N found comfort in driving the train full of young and eager students to and from Hogwarts. It reminded her of her days at the school; it was where she had met Draco, the man she's been married to for seven years.

"Love, they're high maintenance and a big responsibility. I don't know if it's a good idea," Draco replied as he sent off his owl, Biko, and turned around to embrace his pouting wife. He kissed her on the head and gently swayed her back and forth before removing himself from her embrace. He then sauntered to the kitchen to nibble on some jelly slugs; he had quite a sweet tooth.

"But Draco, they're so cute," Y/N whined. Draco shrugged. "So what? If you want a pet so badly, go find a toad in one of the ponds...On second thought, don't. Slimy little creatures they are." Y/N rolled her eyes as she pushed back a long green curtain to allow more sunlight to stream into the cozy living room. "I don't want a toad, I want a crup, and I don't see why we can't have one."

Draco shook his head and wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin. "I've already told you, they're messy, you'd have to get a license from the ministry, and they're high maintenance." He began gathering his coat and satchel. He had to be at St. Mungos in nearly half an hour. Y/N sighed as she watched him slip on his shoes. She sunk further into their brown leather couch, which once belonged to Y/N's mother. Draco gave her a pitiful glance. "I'm sorry, my beautiful wife, but I do not wish to have a mangy mutt running around our home. Perhaps something a bit more manageable? How about an owl? I'm sure Biko would love a friend," Draco said while gesturing to the window his owl had flown out of just minutes ago. Y/N sighed and nodded, "Yeah, perhaps I'll take a trip to Diagon Alley and see what kinds of owls they've got. Would you fancy a barn owl? They've got quite a striking face."

Draco walked over to her and pressed a sweet kiss to her lips. "Any owl you want, I'm fine with. I'll see you tonight; maybe we can have dinner outside, it'll be perfect picnic weather." Y/N smiled softly and watched him stumble into their brick fireplace and throw floo powder down, disappearing in the green flames it created. Once Y/N was sure he had gone, she sprang to her feet and ran for the closet where her shoes were located. She grabbed the first pair she saw and promptly shoved them onto her feet. Little did Draco know, Y/N had already obtained a license from the ministry and was fully certified to own a crup.