Draco Malfoy.. arguably, he wasn't everybody's favorite person. He was arrogant, snobby, and stubborn. Everyone knew of the Malfoys; everyone especially knew of Draco. So, what reason did Y/N have to think any different of him than what everyone else had? She'd hated him since her first year and sharing Slytherin house didn't help.
However, as the years went by, those blue eyes intoxicated Y/N more than she'd like to admit. It was no surprise that by year three they were head over heels for one another, though they'd never admit it, and kept it secret-
For as long as they could.
By the end of year five, Y/N and Draco had been together for 2 and a half years. Everybody knew.
One star-struck night, the last normal one they'd share for a long time, Draco had given her a ring. A promise ring. One Y/N would never take off, despite what was to come.
Y/N felt a high with Draco she was sure that she would never come down from.
"Draco, Come."
That was all it took.
Nearly four years and that was all it took. Y/N wouldn't see Draco again for 5 years, at the age of 23 nonetheless. It was shocking, hurtful, and immediately punched Y/N to the gut as she realized she never truly got over him when they locked eyes for the first time in years.
Y/N's cheeks flushed as she twisted the ring around her finger, wincing as she felt her heart ache. She could've sworn he began walking her way. But.. She just couldn't bare it.
She walked away before he could catch her.
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