Just Imagine, a Draco Malfoy Fanfiction

Selfish

INCLUDES FOUL LANGUAGE
NOT ACCURATE TO THE BOOKS
DRACO'S POINT OF VIEW

             Astoria must be trying to break up Pansy and Blaise, and to get rid of Y/N so she could swoop in and try to get me again!

NARRATOR'S POINT OF VIEW

             No shit Sherlock.

DRACO'S POINT OF VIEW

             I couldn't believe I was going to do this. Before Y/N could look at Blaise, I grabbed her chin and turned her head to face me. I watched as she looked me up and down, and smiled while licking her teeth. "Heyyyy." She said. "Hey there Y/N." I said quite sternly. Don't get me wrong. I still love her, but if I want to be flirting her, I'd rather it be when she was aware of her choices. "You know I love you." She said. God. I knew she had no control over her words right now. That's why it pained me so much to hear it. You can't force love. Creating love is impossible. But you can create the illusion of love. More commonly known as lust.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her up to my dorm. No. No, not for the reason you think. Once we were in my dorm, I sat on the side of the bed. Y/N sat next to me and turned my chin to face her. She leaned in closer, and for a moment I leaned in too, before snapping away. "No! Y/N, you're under Amortenia. You don't know what you're doing." I said. She leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear. "Come on. I know you want to." I shook my head. "No. Not under these circumstances. Love potion or not, I can't kiss you! I can't... I can't love you. You know that."

             Suddenly I heard the door open. "Draco, you know she doesn't know what she's saying." Said Pansy in the doorway. "I KNOW THAT!" I shouted in frustration, slamming my fist on the headboard of the bed. "I-I'm sorry. I know." I said, sighing. "It's just, she thinks she's in love with me. And it's so hard for me to do the right thing. I just want to hold her again. But I can't love her." I said. "Draco?" Pansy asked. "Yeah?" I replied. "Are you talking about the Amortenia?" She asked. "N- I don't know anymore." I answered. Pansy gave me a pity smile and left the room. She turned around at the doorway. "For the record Draco? I think you're being a selfish prat. Ask yourself this. Are you doing this for her? Or for yourself?" She asked before leaving. Of course it was for her. How could it be for me? What would I get out of it? The comfort of knowing she was safe?

             Fuck.

YOUR POINT OF VIEW

I woke up in Draco's bed in the dead of night. I didn't remember anything of yesterday up until talking with Pansy. I felt around the covers, looking for Draco. I didn't feel anyone beside me. "Draco?" I called out. "Right here Princess." Replied Draco lazily. I followed his voice and saw his sleeping on the floor in an air mattress. "Oh my god. I didn't know I was that much of a restless sleeper." I said. "No. No you're not. You were under Amortenia." He replied. "Well it wore off." I said. "I know." He replied. "So...?" He asked. "So, come in bed. Help me sleep Draco." I answered. He climbed into bed and under the covers with me. I laid my head on his chest and wrapped an arm and a leg around him. "Mine. All mine." I said before going to sleep.

DRACO'S POINT OF VIEW

             BA-DUM BA-DUM BA-DUM. Everything was too much. The smell of her, the feeling of her. I was holding her but it wasn't the same. "Mine. All mine." God. I wish that was true I doubt that she meant it in the way that I had hoped. But still. I could just imagine.

NARRATOR'S POINT OF VIEW

             The next morning, Blaise and Pansy walked up to Draco's room to wake Y/N and Draco up. They both tended to sleep in late. Pansy opened the door, and much to her surprise, saw the two in a tight embrace. "PLEASE TELL ME I FIXED YOU!" She yelled. "AHHHH!" Y/N screamed, and fell out of bed. "Godric Pansy. It's my job to throw her off the bed." Draco said lazily. "And no. We're not. Friends. Okay? Do I need to spell it out for you? F-R-I-E-N-D-S." Draco continued.'

YOUR POINT OF VIEW

Ouch. A sharp stab in the heart again. Tears flooded my eyes like how blood rushes to a fresh wound. I hung my head low and rushed out of the room.

DRACO'S POINT OF VIEW

"DRACO?!? WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?" Yelled Pansy. I looked to Blaise for help. "Sorry man. Gotta agree. That shit was messed up." He said. "I know. I know! Okay? I just keep trying to tell myself so I'll believe it." I replied. "WHAT THE FUCK? YOU'RE BEING SO FUCKING SELFISH! THINK ABOUT HER FOR A MOMENT!" She yelled. "I DO! DON'T YOU GET IT? I FUCKING LOVE HER BUT I CAN'T!" I yelled back. Tears were running down my cheek. "I think of her, every single moment of the goddamn day. I know I'm selfish. I just want to have the comfort of knowing she's safe. I know. I should think about what she wants. BUT I CAN'T FUCKING LOOSE HER! Even if that means loosing her love." I said. "Oh piss off!" I yelled before walking hurriedly to the bathroom.

NARRATOR'S POINT OF VIEW

             Through much research and evaluation, I've discovered three things. One, all of Astoria's wrong doings were because of one thing. Two, Draco Malfoy had not, in fact, lost the love of Y/N Y/L/N. Third, NEVER RUN CRYING TO A RESTROOM AT HOGWARTS IF YOU HAVE SWORN ENEMIES.

AUTHORS NOTE
I just packed raw sadness and suspense into this...