We Belong Together || Draco Malfoy X Reader

108| Outset of Reveal

Y/N POV

"No."

"She had no veiled intentions, Draco," I insisted, tailing him to the bathroom. He was about to take a shower, but he wouldn't until I got a yes from him.

It had been days after Astoria's friendship offer; it had also been a series of long and tiring days of me trying to convince Draco to allow this friendship to happen. He always opposed my idea to befriend her though I had revealed my true plan which was to get any information about the drug from her – that if she knew.

It wasn't my primary aim to ask for his permission to start a friendship with others. I was old enough to decide what I should do yet Draco somewhat thought I was requesting his approval to enlarge my social circle.

He wouldn't listen to anything I suggested as though he didn't want me to take a part in solving the problem in which I clearly was involved. I had the urge to tussle him down, but considering how he was stronger than me, I wouldn't stand a chance.

"I'm not asking anymore, I do what I think I should," I scoffed, pulling the door handle when he suddenly grabbed ahold of my hand, twisted me around in a second to face him.

Draco Malfoy dared to glare at me in this situation. I shot him my deadly glare too; not even a second had passed, he face-palmed himself. Some curses flew out of his mouth in a coarse whisper.

"No means no and we're ending this conversation," he groaned as he tried to pick me up in his arms.

I refused even when he had caught me entirely. My hands threw punches to his chest along with my legs that kicked in random directions, hoping to hit the balls. I didn't want to hurt him, really, but he kept going on my way and stopped me from doing what I thought to be correct; it was frustrating, I took a lot of energy to persuade him yet he wouldn't change his mind.

Everything I did right now was purely an attempt to break loose. Never in a million years did I have a desire to lose my future children. Still, it had to be done and I succeeded in giving his balls a taste of my little karate kick.

Draco's grip weakened as he focused on the pain he got around his groin. He placed his hands around his crotch area and I knew I might have touched the devil's side of him by now, but again, what was done was done.

"What the fuck," he snapped, "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, Y/N?!"

What I did was wrong, certainly. But this wasn't what I expected to happen here. I thought he would only hurt for a few minutes and I expected no tone raising nor menacing look from him. He was hissing in pain which formed guilt in my heart. It increased rapidly once the fierce stare from him breached through my timid core.

"I'm sorry," I uttered.

Draco pinned me against the door, moving his face closer that our noses brushed one another. "You're sorry? What for, little witch?"

"Draco, I–"

"I just want to fucking congratulate you, Y/N Richards. If something goes wrong and we can't have a child, it's on you," he growled, "It's fucking on you, Y/N. I can't be a father, you can't be a mother and once again, that's all on you."

That was it.

The time for me to act tough had reached the very end. The stone barrier I endeavoured to build from scratch crumbled within seconds as though it was nothing. His words pierced through it like it was only a thin layer of dry leaves.

It was a fact that some girls preferred to have no child and that was fine by me; I didn't want a child too, at least for now. Nonetheless, I did hope to have one or two someday when I was mature enough to raise an innocent soul.