Draco Malfoy Imagines (Requests TEMPORARILY Closed )

I am loved

Request: I cant stop thinking of a draco fluff imagine inspired by the song Me and My Husband by Mitski. More specifically the line "i am the idiot with the painted face in the corner taking up space, but when he walks in i am loved". Like could u imagine being bullied in hogwarts by pansy or something but when draco walks in nothing else matters and you can feel the love radiate off of him and it makes the reader and him realize they are truly meant to be and they just hold each other

A/N: Hey guys! Enjoy this little drabble. I'm thinking of doing other works based off of songs, perhaps I'll do a couple more. 

Summary: Y/N's "friends" are treating her poorly and making her feel worthless. But Draco makes it better... he always does.

Warning(s): Swearing, bullying

Word Count: 1.2k

"And then, get this, Snape got so angry with her he poured her cauldron out. Isn't that right, Y/N? You really fucked up today," Pansy snickered. Y/N's friends giggled along with her as she recounted the events of their Potions class earlier that day. Y/N had been rather distracted and messed up her Befuddlement Draught so badly that Snape lifted up her cauldron and dumped the contents of it into the sink. He also took ten points from Slytherin, his own house, and sent her out of class early. It was definitely the most embarrassing thing that's happened to Y/N in Hogwarts, yet.

"That's not even the worst of it! He told her to leave, couldn't stand to have her in the class anymore. I was trying so hard not to laugh," Pansy continued.

Y/N felt her face burn, but she stayed silent. She was the butt of all her friends' jokes practically all the time. It hadn't always been that way. A long time ago, the jokes were funny and playful, but that wasn't the case anymore. The banter had been becoming harsher and harsher and had really begun to make an impact on Y/N. She felt so exhausted all the time. At the same time, she felt like there was nothing she could do. These girls were the only friends she had. Nobody wanted to be friends with a Slytherin unless they were a Slytherin too. It also didn't help that Y/N was dating Draco Malfoy. That was Pansy's favorite thing to poke and prod at. She never missed out on an opportunity to tell Y/N that she was the better match for Draco and not her.

"Merlin, how embarrassing would it be to be dating the best potions student in our year and still not being able to do the bare minimum? What did you even do to make the potion turn red?" Pansy asked Y/N directly. Her tone was mocking, and it made the others snicker behind their hands. "Yeah, Y/N, how did you mess up this time?" Tracey pipped in. Y/N dug her fingers into the dark leather chair she was sat in. Her friends had told her when she arrived that she had to sit there so that they could have the comfy couches. "I put in mistletoe berries instead of scurvy grass," Y/N mumbled, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. Daphne let out a shrill laugh, "what a fool," she commented. The others seemed to agree with her, judging by their nods.

Y/N felt herself sink deeper into the chair, her friends' words weighing on her morale. She hated doing this every day. Sitting in the common room and enduring the backhanded jokes from her so-called mates. She often felt as though she wasn't even meant to be in Slytherin and that the old hat had made a mistake. Y/N wasn't self-preserving, she wasn't cunning, she wasn't anything a Slytherin should be. And that was evident in the fact Y/N had never tried to put her foot down and stop the groups' collective bullying. She couldn't even come up with witty comebacks, a talent many Slytherins possessed.

"What a waste of space," she heard Millicent mutter. Her heart clenched with pain as she let their laughter, backhanded compliments, and insults fill her head.

"You're such a fuck up, Y/N."

"I didn't expect you to actually do well in class today."

"Not to be mean, but you look disgusting in that shirt."

"How can you always manage to be this stupid?"

Her swirling, self-loathing thoughts were interrupted by Pansy's high pitched voice calling, "Draco! I was wondering when you'd arrive. Come sit with us; we're talking about what happened in Potions today." Y/N turned around and looked at her boyfriend. He was scowling slightly at Pansy, but then his eyes met hers, and they softened. He gave her a little smile and strutted over to the chair beside her, taking a seat. Now that he was here and right next to her, Y/N felt more at ease. But that all flew out the window when Pansy started talking again. "Did you hear what Y/N did this time, Draco? Snape got so mad he threw out her potion. Not that it was even a potion at that point, she fucked up pretty badly." Y/N wrung her hands together, trying to distract herself from her embarrassment. Draco said nothing; he only sighed and got back to his feet.

"Where are you going?" Pansy asked. "You only just got here."

Draco reached for Y/N's hand and pulled her up from her chair. "My girlfriend and I will be leaving now. She doesn't deserve to sit here and listen to her friends talk about a simple mishap she had."

Pansy couldn't hide the shock on her face. Draco hadn't ever been that direct with her before, and it was clear she didn't like it. "But Draco, we're only joking. It's funny, Y/N thinks so too!" she sputtered, trying to play it off as though she did nothing wrong. Y/N didn't get the chance to answer because Draco released her hand stomped over to Pansy, getting right in her face. "Shut the hell up, you piece of shit. The only thing that's funny is the fact you think bullying my girlfriend is okay. Newsflash, Parkinson, it's not. And I'm sick and tired of listening to you spew nonsense about her all the time. It's not cute, and I swear to Salazar, If I ever catch you being a bitch to Y/N again, I will personally see to it that your days at Hogwarts are completely and utterly miserable."

Pansy stood eerily still. Her eyes were filled with tears, and her face had gone pale. Alas, Y/N didn't get to see her cry. Draco took her hand in his once more and pulled her all the way up into his Prefect dormitory. Once safely inside, he turned to her, putting her face in his hands gently. "Are you alright, darling?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowed with concern. Y/N smiled and kissed his hand. "Now that you're here, I am."

"Are you certain? I'll do whatever you need me to do to help you feel better. I know how their words affect you. I'm sorry I didn't do anything about it until now. I was hoping you'd find the courage to speak up, but I shouldn't have let you suffer this long."

Y/N frowned and put her hands on top of his, making him look at her. "Draco, you're right. I should've stood up for myself. But I didn't, and that's on me. But I'm thankful you stepped in. I'm thankful for you. You make me feel so loved." Draco couldn't hide the smile creeping onto his face. "I love you too, darling. But it's not on you. It's not your fault they thought it was okay to treat you like rubbish. I know you were afraid of what would happen if you tried to put a stop to it," Draco replied reassuringly. His girlfriend sighed deeply. "Well, now I don't have to be afraid, do I?" she asked.

The blonde boy smirked and pressed a passionate kiss to her red lips that were swollen from her nervous biting. With every kiss he gave, Y/N felt her anxiety float away. With every stroke of her head, her heart grew fuller. When Draco pulled away and took her into his arms and held her tight, Y/N felt content. Draco was everything she ever wanted. It was him and her; nothing else mattered. She didn't need shitty friends, and she didn't need to be the perfect student. All she needed was to be loved. And lucky for her, she was.