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4th year
you're a gryffindor in this babes<3
no warning!!
draco malfoy. the name that rang throughout your head no matter what you were doing. you could be eating dinner in the great hall literally in the middle of a conversation with your best friends and there he is, in your mind. you can't control it.
he is mesmerizing. especially his eyes. there is something about them that captures you. you could get lost in them for hours, but you can't. he is literally DRACO MALFOY. everyone knows who he is, even the first years know who he is. the only reason people know your name is because you're close with harry potter. well close is an understatement, you're best friends with that boy along with hermione and ron. being close with the trio has its benefits along with its cons. one of the cons being that malfoy is literally potter's enemy.
"hellooooo? earth to y/n!! blimey woman, snap out of it!", the red head says while waving a hand in front of your eyes to try and gain your attention.
"huh? oh, sorry." you say turning your focus back to your friends. you have absentmindedly been staring ahead at the boy who doesn't know you exist for merlin knows how long.
"anyway we were just about to head back to the common room. you coming with?", hermione asks.
"mhm." you say cleaning up your dinner along with helping ron because that boy sure does know how to make a mess when he eats.
harry and ron walk out of the great hall with you and hermione trailing not far behind. once hermione made sure the boys were indulged in their own conversation she began to stare at you like she was trying to study your body language and analyze your mood.
"y/n," she begins, "you were doing it again. all throughout dinner this time."
you sigh. hermione is the only one who knows how you feel about draco.
"i know. i know. i'm so stupid. i literally want the one boy who would never want me. 'mione i don't know what to do. i catch myself looking for him in almost every room i enter, and if he is in that room i can't help but stare. i feel like he's trapped me and i can't escape. draco doesn't even know who i am." you rant.
"i don't know, y/n. but he definitely knows who you are though," she says turning her head towards you, "haven't you noticed his attitude towards you?
"no? he treats me like any other gryffindor." you reply.
"okay y/n, if you say so." she says giggling while speeding up to catch up with the boys.
"wait what do you mean?", she turns around and gives you a smug look and shrugs her shoulders, "hermione granger!" you huff and pick up your pace to catch up with the boys as well.
you four begin to chat about random topics until you get to the common room. harry says the password and you all enter. the four of you exchange goodnights and head to your dorms.
"mione, are you going to tell me what you mean now?" you question looking at the top of the canopy that drapes over your bed.
"just think about it, it'll come to you sooner or later. goodnight y/n." she says rolling to her side.
"goodnight, h."
the next morning was like any other. charms, d.a.d.a, and transfigurations. your next class was potions with none other than draco malfoy.
you walk in the the dark classroom dimly lit by the small window at the front of the classroom. you take your seat, harry at your left, ron at your right and hermione next to him. luckily, draco sits behind you so you can at least keep some composure.
