Draco Malfoy x reader!ravenclaw
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Going to Diagon alley for the first time in some way was one of the best times in their life, not only going shopping for the young Y/L/N but also meeting the young Malfoy. They clicked immediately after the young Malfoy blew up Ollivander in the process of getting their wands.
After meeting each other in Diagon alley they tried their best to come up with reasons to make one of them come to their manor. Snickering, laughing then running. Hiding inside the cupboard as one finds the other. The manor is gigantic for two little children with wild and creative imaginations.
Going to Hogwarts are both what they`ve been dreaming since they first heard about it in bed time stories by their parents, specifically their own mothers. Climbing the Hogwarts express they were both excited to feel that warmth in the new home they are going to leave in for a couple of months.
They became friends that first year, swearing to each other that they would be friends no matter what. Though it was hard because of the reason that they are in both different houses sorted. Both different in personality as one can be cunning and sly as one can be wise and rational.
It clashes but that gave them the spark to start fiery. It matches their aura, they like it.
“Slytherin!” shouted the sorting hat before it even get to touch that platinum blond hair of Draco`s.
“Ravenclaw!” shouted the sorting hat yet again as it landed on the young Y/L/N head.
Both of them smiled at each other not getting bothered by the fact that they are sorted in two different houses, their friendship is unbreakable, its fine they said. They can always meet up when their out of their common rooms.
There are many ups and downs on the next year, pranking the other, mocking the other, teasing each other. But in the end when someone gets hurt from other students the other will surely make that person pay for hurting their friend.
For the next year they became best friends, going out to treat the other—mainly Draco taking the bill for him to pay for, he is ‘the guy between them’ said Draco himself one time Y/L/N got upset due to she haven`t paid for a single meal since the first time they agreed to it.
“I told you I can pay for all of this too, Malfoy” she said rolling her eyes when the young Malfoy didn`t even took her words to his account as he pay for the food instead before rising up from his seat as well as Y/N huffing in the process.
He then took the young Y/L/N dainty hands, shoving their locked hands in his winter coat pocket whilst its intertwined with his large ones
“I told you-“
“—I am the guy between us—sheesh I know—stop” both of them stopped walking before the young Y/L/N pointed a book at one of the bookstore`s displayed books.
“I want that” she said looking up at the tall frame of Draco beside her. His face scrunching up before replying to her,
“You already have hundreds of books in your room at your common room,” he said sighing looking straight at her face. “I am not even counting how much you have in your house Y/N/N”
Rolling her eyes she then took her hands away from the young Malfoy, crossing her arms in front of her before walking towards the bookstore ignoring the calls of her company.
“Good afternoon ma`am what can I do for you?” A young lady in a cloak ask her with a smile as she follow Y/N around the store finding the book she saw.
“I will get this please? It’s on him” she says nodding her head towards Draco smiling at him as she clutches the book on her chest.
“What? You're the one who wants the book not me.” He said sternly as he shove his hands inside its winter coat`s pocket.
“You`re the man between us, you should pay for it,” she said smirking. “You said that phrase not too long ago Dray.”
“Blimey” The young Malfoy then paid for the item sighing deeply as his company got away with her stubbornness again.
Spoiling her must be a bad thing he tolerated. He thought.
The next year felt different, mainly for Y/N. she felt different, getting flustered when Draco would go near her; even hug her before smiling to her afterwards. She even blushes slightly when he compliments her. That same year she had found that that friendship that had been going since first year has gone to her actually falling for the Young Malfoy. With the help of her friends and her close friend Luna and Cho.
“You`re inlove Y/N!” Luna said in her soft dreamy voice.
“I knew it.” Cho said smirking before looking up from the book she`s reading.
The three of them are sat at their common room, they have been talking for hours about that weird feeling Y/N been sulking lately.Weird feelings towards her best friend, Draco Malfoy.
“But—how? Since when?” she said questioningly, tilting her head to the side.
“Well maybe you have been falling for him after years of being close to him?” Cho said, shrugging it`s shoulders.
“Good God its weird…”she says burying her face on her palms hiding her flushed face.
“Its not weird Y/N, its love!” Luna said smiling at her
When they had Christmas break, Draco insisted Y/N to stay at the Malfoy manor she got excited and also nervous. Excited cause she got to spend the holidays with Draco, nervous for the fact she can`t muster her feelings for the other.
Before they knew it, they got to sleep in each other’s grasp after a rough and loud night. Their fifth year gone high, a well-known charm for containing the composition they make when beneath the sheets. Getting touchy and flirty for one who calls themselves best friends. Apparating to the male`s room for some heated “discussion” they say.
It became their thing. The best friends who laugh and save each other`s arses from trouble are now lost in silk sheets, travelling in that vast bed of the male. The moonlight shining over their damp figures, mouths ajar as the other drive for pleasure and delight while the other takes it, her hair splayed across the jade cushion.
Grasping each other as they heave on open mouths. Moving in sync their bodies intertwine and connect. They became one, tangled in green silk sheets at twilight. Sometimes a quick heat relief at dawn before classes could start.
They would be more affectionate to each other, the male giving random gifts to the female. Both of them being more protective and thoughtful to the other. But it still left her in confusion.
What are they?
Her feelings didn’t have that chance to waver especially when they did it for the first time. She just got confused more. But she does know that she needs to tell the other how she really feels. For the last three years of her blooming adoration for the other.
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The cold climate surrounds us, the pitch black world envelopes us in our own little cocoon. The moon illuminating us—letting us see only each other and the snowy vague reality. The forest whispers little nothings while we stood there; vulnerable and soft to each other`s grasp.
Our hands are intertwined together. The warmth we shared, the aloofness we took away. The care we committed, the glances we gaze at. The pain we inflicted, the love we denied slowly sinks in each other`s hearts.
It’s been almost six years since we have known each other. Five years of looking out for each other’s back. Four years of taking good care of each other. Three years of this one-sided affection budding. And two years of sharing one bed for the dawn and twilight.
‘It`s now or never ‘ I thought taking a deep breath I then look him in the eyes, while he observes my every move, his greyish-blue eyes looking straight at my Y/E/C. Our hands still link together, his large ones took a fancy to my small ones, the warmth between it gradually warms our palms; slowly his thumb caresses my hand.
Breathing deeply I averted my eyes away from his gaze. Looking anywhere but his gaze I then whispered,
“I have fallen for you Dray” I lean my head on his hard chest my hands covering my face somewhat petrified by the revelation I have made. The world gone soft—went numb. His breathe went uneven like mine as we stayed there. The heat we share is cherished while the dark swallow us whole as time pass by.
He slowly released his tight grasp on our hands however he then gently places his hands on my hair caressing that instead. Silence triumph took over us again only our shallow breaths and the gentle breeze of the artic wind can be heard.
“Please say something.” I said voice quivering, though going dry afterwards trying to swallow that lump on my throat. He then replied minutes later. “I`m not that person your falling to.”
Looking swiftly at him, I felt frozen, I felt weak like i`m going to break. Both of us are on the same page right? Our relationship is in stake. I thought it was clear—I thought it was bright.
His eyes are also averted away from my questioning eyes. His jawline moves in sync rhythm, his chest heaving, somewhat scared, troubled, petrified.
“And I can`t be that person that`ll fit perfectly with you” looking down at me once again his eyes are full with confusion and sadness. He then slowly took a step back, leaving me hanging. Those words he said, I need to respond with something…
I shook my head then I look straight at him. “You are the person am falling for. For three years now, Dray” I said biting my lips afterwards. The anxiety of our relationship on the edge frightens me as he look at me. His loving and caring stare turned into useless hesitance and sorrow sulk.
A cry shook my throat, leaving me heaving and tears started running down my cheeks. His hands reach my faces, moving his thumb across my cheeks wiping off the tears that have thread along my feature.
“I don`t want you falling for a person you thought it was” He said holding both my hands enveloping them inside his large ones moving it close to his face, softly blowing a kiss on it, like he always do when i`m feeling down.
“You can`t be in love with me while you think it’s someone worthy by your love, cause i`m not close to that person.”
“So those days we laugh and stare at each other are nothing to you? Those dusks we shared in each other’s heat means nothing?” my lips quiver as I remember those times, those moments we graze on.
“We might just hurt each other in the end” he said quietly, his profile getting gloomy.
“How would we hurt each other?” I breath out, “It’s like we’ve been made for each other Dray,”
“I don`t want to hurt you…”
“I`m sorry” with that he then left me, standing—alone, in the dark with nothing but shattered pieces of shards of adorned feelings for him.
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The sun faintly hides behind dense dark clouds as the current of the air carried it slow; quarter of the world is concealed with untainted white snow. I quickened my steps across the frothy slush my dark boots sinking in each stride I took, the breeze blew chilly wind; airstream that rushes through the trees mumbles as it blustered cried in a shook.
My long silky Y/H/C hair that freely drifts as the air passes through the strands as it leisurely glides in the air as it swifts. Rubbing my hands together I blew at it creating white soft mist as the chilly air outside and warmth from my breath condense in bliss.
As I walk along the lateral of the frozen black lake I saw a black figure towering over its own shadow. Slowly walking towards it I sure can tell that is none other than the “Prince of Slytherin”— Draco Malfoy. He`s wearing an all-black winter clothes.
It is a freezing daytime at this time and the figure of this tundra climate is strolling today in a climate so cold. Draco Malfoy and icy temperature, astounding combination.
Sensing my slowly approaching presence his eyes met mine his lips left ajar; mist from his breathe can be seen and so as mine. His gaze burrows through me seeing me again for the first time. His look gives questions to my presence in his face as I look at him with the same question though with other hidden question in queue.
The night we shared on where we outlook those words I unleashed at him. How I gathered all those courage tucked just for him, those eloquent words prepared just for him. Are all thrown out to this very lake, escaping with zero probability of surviving. I sank with it as he look at me, those caring stare turned into cold presence that mostly just bumping of shoulders.
And now here we are again.
It’s been months since our last ‘heat discussion’ it’s been months since we look at each other like this, been months since we’ve spoken to each other.
Cold eyes stare back at me yet I can sense how it hunger after those heartwarming sight. Those piercing words he lashes that night, clutches that toxic venom of death which can be heard as pleas of love not threat. His heart devours those chains of pain and wrath however it is still longing that love he deserves.
But he hides the fact that he loves me too, I can’t fathom how obscure he is about it. On second thoughts maybe he`s not hiding it…
“I don’t care anymore Y/N” he murmured, some of his platinum blond hair getting blown by the gush of the winter breeze, “I`m not hiding it anymore”
That ambiguous feeling he felt …..he`s denying….
I want to embrace him, comfort him, cradle him to safety. I know his hurting, his in agony the cause of it is indefinite but I am ready to know it and acknowledge how to face it together. We have known each other since we were toddlers and I know that he have changed—drastically.
His cunning and snarky comments and words are now gone, just the remnants of his cold shoulder persona and emotionless vision are now left from something that had happened this past few months.
“I`m not perfect… but with you, I’ll be a complete piece”
“I`m here,” I whispered reaching his sharp jaw that could cut me if it was possible, his jaw clenched as my dainty fingers brush over his pale skin. “I`m here”
My palm now resting at his cheeks I now look straight at him, I tried not to flinch when he slowly lean his head towards my hand more. Closing his eyes he then sinks towards my arms as I wrapped my arms around him and he did too. His arms enclosed around my waist as he sighs deeply burying his faces on the crook of my neck.
Those icy barricades he built these past few months, those words he hissed at me to prevent me from coming towards him. It all melted, those ice barricades are now gone, their all liquefied and now a pool formed from the heat that he freely unleashed letting me in, letting me know.
He finally accepted…
“I`m falling again,” he whispered enough for just us to hear. “but this time—this time. I won’t fight it. I`ll be willing to fall towards it.”
“Cause I know it`s you who will I be with in the end.”
“And I’ll catch you, I’ll catch the person who`s been there since day one.” I said as I caress his hair, tangling my fingers through his platinum blond locks.
Sighing deeply again he lifts his head up before he stare straight at me, he then and there lean in before hovering his lips above mine. His breath fanning over mine that minty and apple breathe that I tasted that night, every night. I missed it. He lean his forehead against mine holding me more closer than a while ago.
“I`ll protect you from them,” I said, my hands found its way to his cheeks guiding and lifting his head for me to look him in the eyes. He looked at me, those eyes that hold pain, horror and sorrow are now giving me a gaze finally filled with love and trust.
“I love you, darling” he breath out smiling down at me.
“I love you too, Dray” once again I dwindle towards his warmth, his hand reaches for mine intertwining them as we stood there, motionless. Our hearts beating in sync. A perfect puzzle are we.
“We`re gonna fight them together” he said leaning towards me, capturing my breathe once again.