Ice cold ( Draco Malfoy x reader )

Cp. 3 "I hate him, but why does he make my heart skip a beat?"

(!!!SMUT WARNING!!! Also, this chapter is dedicated to elisefrvi because she was really supportive and nice and wanted to be Draco's slut DGZHDH ;) )

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DRACOS POV
( yes most of this chapter will be that)

       I have never gotten jealous over girls. Never in my life. I never really cared enough either. But with her something was different. After my little fun time with Veronica, I was running late to DADA. I rushed in and luckily there was a seat next to her.

      But she was talking, laughing, and giggling with the Weasley twins. I would never say we were friends, but they had really good weed. Like that shit hit HARD. But this was too much. She was mine, my challenge.

    The good thing is the twins LOVED gossip aka knowing who I fucked this time. So I had a chance to brag in front of y/n. She of course scoffed and rolled her eyes as expected.

- What, y/ln, jealous? You could do it too, cause I think I'm free after class
- I'd rather suck off Voldemort, I think - she spit out. I definitely didn't expect her bravery to say the Dark Lord's name.
- Shut your mouth, Slut - I whispered expecting a huge reaction from her. She didn't even look my way - maybe she enjoyed it?

    I had potions next. Professor Snape was being generous and made me and y/ln partners.

     While she was getting the ingredients she dropped some and began collecting them. Thank fucking god that she forgot her coat! She bent down and the view that I got was bloody incredible. fuckkk....half-blood- I thought. She got down on her knees and kept cleaning up when she turned to me. And when she looked up the view was got even fucking better.

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Y/n POV

     HOW COULD HE? THAT ABSOLUTE FUCKING BASTARD!!!

      I got up and ran out of the room to the hall. I ran through the dungeons till I had no more breath in my lungs. And I pushed against a wall and slid down to the ground, buried my head in my knees, and started silently sobbing. Malfoy's words reminded me of the older guys in my last school and the things they did to me.

     I suddenly felt a cold hand on my knee. I opened my eyes and on the corner of my eye saw his long, pale, cold fingers on my knee. He had a few silver rings that beautifully decorated his hands. fuck. He had beautiful hands - mostly the veins on them.

     I quickly snapped out of my daydream, looked up and we locked eyes. He was crouching in front of me. He had the cold expression but there was a hint of worry in his eyes. You wouldn't notice it unless you were looking him deep in the eyes - into his soul.    Maybe there was some good in him?

      I quickly took that thought back when he closed his eyes and took a deep breath and the worry disappeared. He was emotionless again. I have never met a person with so little feelings.

     - Up, half-blood -he demanded but I shook my head so he grabbed my arm and pulled me up.

    He was much taller than me so when I was looking down he grabbed my chin and lifted it up so I was looking him in the eyes. Even though his eyes were cold, I felt like I was drowning in that pool of turquoise blue. The light from the dungeon torches were hitting his eyes in such an angle that they got a mesmerizing silver glow.