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Y/N'S POV:

Tom wasn't so thrilled with the idea of going to the Malfoy residence as Draco fancied me, but I sure was, I couldn't wait to see Draco. The only thing I was worried about was the fact that Draco did still in fact, fancy me, and how me and Tom are now dating, I couldn't tell if it would make Draco more jealous or have Tom get more excited that he got to show me off.

Me and Tom then got ready, mother and father told us to dress nicely as the Malfoy's were a very proper family and we were having dinner with them. So I picked out the best outfit I could, an emerald green silk dress with a thigh high slit and some silver heels to go with it. Nothing too proper, but something just nice enough to wear.

After I got dressed I opened my door just to run into another body. I quickly looked up to see it was Tom, he was wearing a black suit, all black, the only thing he wore that wasn't black was his dark green tie, he looked hot to say the least, words couldn't describe how attractive he looked in that suit.

He looked me up and down. "Too high," He said, motioning towards the slit in my dress, leaning against the door frame. "Not this again," I rolled my eyes, trying to get passed him but he stayed in place. "It's distracting, especially that we're going to Malfoy's and he still fancies you," Tom scoffed. "So what? He's not going to try anything," I said, looking up at Tom. "Well, if I were him and saw you in that dress, all I would think about is tearing it right off," He whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

My face went red and I couldn't form any words. "Uh- um, let's uh, get going shall we?" I asked, laughing nervously. "Sure thing darling," He said, following behind me as we went down the stairs.

"Awe you two look great!" Mother smiled as me and Tom reached the bottom of the stairs. "Thank you," We both said at the same time.

"Ready to go?" Mother asked in which me and Tom nodded as father already was at Malfoy Manor.

We then apparated, ending up right at the dinner table where father and Lucius Malfoy were already chatting. "Hello, hello!" I heard a voice say as they entered the room, it was Draco's mother, Narcissa. "Narcissa! How are you doing dear?" Mother asked, embracing the beautiful woman. "I'm fantastic, how are you?" Narcissa returned the question, hugging mother back. "Just as great as you, happy Christmas," Mother smiled, letting go of the hug. "Yes, yes! Happy Christmas! Here, I'll get Draco," Narcissa said.

"Draco! Come in the dining room, the guests are here!" Narcissa called out. I then heard running and saw Draco, he looked surprised, did he know I was coming? "Y/n/n," He breathed, running towards me and embracing me in a hug. "Draco," I said, hugging him back immediately, taking in his scent. "Mother, you didn't tell me y/n was coming," Draco said after we let go of each other, Tom seemed infuriated. "I didn't know you two were friends," Narcissa smiled. "Or suppose I did, you talk about her all day." Draco's eyes went wide along with mine and Tom's. I really hope she doesn't think- "Are you two a couple?" Narcissa asked with a smirk, which caused my eyes to go wider.

Tom then cleared his throat. "No, me and y/n are actually a couple miss," He said in the most respectful way possible, but I could tell he was pissed by the way he gripped my hand tighter and his jaw clenched.

"Ah okay, if you guys wouldn't mind hanging out for a bit that would be great, Draco maybe take them to your room or show them around," Narcissa said. "Okay," Draco nodded, leading me and Tom up the big staircase. There were hallways upon hallways, it seemed like a maze that would never end, but it eventually did end when we reached Draco's room. He opened the door to reveal his huge bedroom, it was way bigger than mine at my house.

"Well, this is it, have a seat anywhere," He said, walking over to his desk and sitting on the chair. There was a huge couch in his room, I decided to walk over and sit there, Tom doing the same. Tom sat down before me, I was about to sit down next to him but then he roughly pulled me onto his lap, wrapping his arms around my waist tightly.

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