The three weeks painfully drawled. Although Y/n was glad her parents were acting a little caring towards her, it was still emtpy without Draco.
She surprised herself by the amount she missed him. She never realised how used she was to him and only him. Not seeing him for three weeks straight was driving her insane.
She wrote a good few letters to him and the reply would come back right away, but it wasn't the same. She just wanted to hug the life out of the boy when she would see him.
She looked at herself in the mirror.
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Applying some lip gloss, she grabbed her wand and tucked it in her jacket before running down stairs, her sneakers in her hands. " Y/n, honey. You're not supposed to hold them in hands, " Aria said and Y/n nodded.
That thing hadn't changed. She was still corrected on everything. She quickly put on her shoes. Her insides were flipping at the thought of seeing the blonde.
" Ready? You seem quite excited. " Her father smirked. She giggled. She knew her parents were under the impression that she was dating Draco. She couldn't really understand since everyone was saying the same.
" For the nth time, I'm not dating him. " She muttered, her mother chuckling. " Have fun and be safe. " She kissed Y/n's forehead and Y/n nodded.
In crack, Y/n felt the same horrible feeling of being sucked in a hole. Her feet landed on a grassy land and she instantly ducked as one of the players flew past them.
A small smile spread on her features, her jumpiness increasing over the excitement.
" Come on, Y/n. You're sharing a room with Draco in the Minister's Box. "
Y/n's eyes lit up. " Am I? " Darius nodded, looking around. " Let's go. " Y/n followed her father eagerly, her eyes looking around for the blonde mop.
As they climbed the stairs, she could hear familiar voices. At the other end, stood Draco Malfoy in his black suit, his hair well done. Her face stretched into a wide grin and she noticed he was talking to the Weasley.
She counted he had grown way taller than he was and he just looked so fine in that suit. His jaw was slit sharp, and he looked... Handsome?
She frowned, confused before looked at her father with pleading eyes, who held in his laugh and nodded.
" Lucius! "
Draco's head snapped, at the exact moment Y/n took off, landing straight in his arms. " N/n! "
" It's been hell! " She whispered, standing on her tip toes. " I know. " He took in her scent, a smile creeping up on his features. When they heard a throat clear, they broke the hug to see their fathers smirking.
