persistence || d.m. x reader

Draco Malfoy always was adamant in all of his beliefs. He refused to be open minded about anything, but especially love. Long before now he had resigned himself to a loveless life, and was confident he wouldn't be missing anything. He knew, of course, that one day he would marry and have children, Malfoy heirs, but that never meant he had to fall in love. He didn't even believe the ridiculous notion, and was sure it didn't exist. Alas, even if it did exist, he never, ever, ever wanted anything to do with it.

You were always a fixer, always one to persist to aid any problem you saw. You couldn't help it, it was just this blinding urge to fix the worlds problems, especially so that you didn't have to look inward at your own. Your stubbornness to do what you what you could to remedy any problem that presented itself always posed a possible threat to you. But, still, when you met a boy with such rigidly wrong beliefs about one of your favourite qualities of life, you couldn't resist the urge to amend that, no matter how much effort and persistence it took.