Crush Imagines

“Would you like something to drink love?” Draco asked with a smile as you moved to sit down for a little bit. You had been dancing the night away with the blonde haired ‘prince’ of Slytherin and to be honest you were starting to need a break. So when he suggested drinks you instantly agreed.

His arm stayed looped around your waist, keeping your body close to him. He had been a perfect gentleman all night, romantic and sweet and caring. It was one of the only times he was like this in public. You were enjoying it, his arm keeping you close to him, the dancing, the suit.

“You look tired princess,” Draco smiled softly as you rested your head against his shoulder. It was nearly two am now, the party was finally winding down and so was everyone else. You simply nodded against his shoulder as he smiled, “Come on, we should get you to bed,” He answered.

As you began to walk out the door you felt Draco sweep you off your feet, now carrying you as you looked at him, a giggle escaping your lips, “What are you doing?” You asked as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Fine, since you asked so nicely”

Pairing: Reader X Draco

Word Count: 1,109

Prompt: Could you maybe write an imagine where the reader is in Ravenclaw and she’s dating Draco and they have a super fluffy day in the snow?

Warning(s): None.

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You had always been known for your intellect, even before you went to Hogwarts and were sorted into Ravenclaw. After the Sorting Hat had sang its song describing each of the houses, you weren’t necessarily shocked when the hat shouted, “Ravenclaw.” only seconds after it was placed on your head at the start of your first year at Hogwarts.

You were now in your fifth year at Hogwarts and had been dating the famous Draco Malfoy for two of those years. The two of you tried to spend just about every possible moment together which had a tendency to be very difficult since your houses were almost polar opposites, right after Gryffindor and Slytherin, of course.

Today was a Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff so neither you nor Draco felt obligated to go to it; so the two of you decided to spend this winter afternoon together.

You were walking down the nearly deserted corridor that led to the library which was where you and Draco always met when the two of you were going to do anything.

You were looking down at your feet as you continued walking in the direction of the library. After a few minutes you looked up and saw Draco smiling at you. When you saw him, a smile instantly spread across your face.

Draco stopped walking and set his shoulder bag on the floor, and looked at you determinedly. You set your shoulder bag down as well and looked Draco in the eyes, trying to suppress a smile. “Ready?” you questioned in a devilish voice.

Draco winked at you, “I’m always ready.”

You rolled your eyes and sprinted towards Draco, who had his arms opened widely. When you were about two feet away from him, you jumped. Without a second of hesitation, Draco stepped slightly closer and caught you in his arms, and you immediately wrapped your legs around him.

You pulled your head back and pressed your lips to Draco’s, with a little more force than you meant to use. Draco kissed you back, but pulled away all too soon and set you back on your feet.

You were much shorter than Draco was which meant that you had to literally look up to him. Draco was always exceptionally amused by this. After he had set you down, he ruffled your hair playfully, causing you to roll your eyes.

“Why did we even start doing that?” You wondered aloud.

The two of you picked up your stuff and began to walk to the entrance of the castle. Draco thought silently for a moment until realization dawned on him and he said, “After Christmas break two years ago, you tried to tackle me after I got back from my manor, so it’s basically a tradition now.”

You smiled at the memory, and took Draco’s hand in yours as the two of you approached the entrance of the castle. Very playfully, Draco began swinging your hands as the two of you walked.

There weren’t many people who got to see the playful and loving side of Draco. Most people just got to see the, “My father will hear about this” side of Draco.

“To Hogsmeade?” Draco asked, looking down at you.

“To Hogsmeade.” You agreed.

The two of you walked down the snowy path that led to Hogsmeade, talking about the other’s plans for the upcoming holidays when Draco looked at you with the cutest smirk you had ever seen on him.

“Speaking of the holidays Y/N, I have something for you.” Draco said sheepishly.

You looked at him and raised an eyebrow, “I hope you didn’t spend any money on me.”

Draco quickly shook his head and said, “No. I know how you feel about that, so I made you something.”

You smiled up at him and were eternally grateful that he very grudgingly agreed to not spend money on you anymore, seeing as it made you feel a bit uncomfortable because of the fact that his family had a lot more money than yours.

“Okay, what is it?” you asked, unable to hide your excitement.

Draco clapped his hands together and said excitedly, “Close your eyes. And no peeking.”

You closed your eyes and heard Draco rummaging around in his jacket when you suddenly felt something ice cold slam into your face. You opened your eyes in shock and saw Draco pulling his arm back and throwing another snowball at you, this one hitting your chest.

“DRACO!” you yelled in shock.

You looked at Draco in shock as he was quickly making another snowball. Your instincts kicked in and you bent down, grabbing a handful of snow, trying to shape it into a ball.

Draco threw yet another snowball at you, but missed by a good foot, causing you to yell out, “I’m over here babe!” and throw the snowball you had just made at him.

You bent down and tried to make as many snowballs as you could. You felt another snowball hit you at the base of your neck, causing you to scream out in surprise.

The two of you continued making snowballs and throwing them at each other until you were both exhausted and laughing your lungs out.

“Okay, okay, truce!” Draco yelled in between laughs.

You looked down at the final snowball in your hand then back up at Draco, and threw it at him yelling, “Truce!” immediately after.

Draco looked at you in shock but walked over to you and wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed you lovingly. You entwined your fingers in Draco’s hair and brought his face closer to yours, deepening the kiss.

But then you remembered that the two of you were in a somewhat public place, and pulled away, leaving a slightly flustered looking Draco.

“Let’s make snow angels!” you said excitedly.

“How do we make an angel?” Draco asked confused.

You rolled your eyes and said, “Come here.”

Draco did as you told him and stood in front of you. “Okay, stay there.” You instructed before lying on the ground and moving your arms and legs in the necessary motions.

“What the bloody hell are you doing Y/N?” Draco asked in amusement.

You ignored him and continued on with what you were doing. After a few more moments, you held up your hands to Draco, who grabbed them and pulled you up and into his chest and kissed you lightly.

You smiled into the kiss and turned around looking at your creation, “See, a snow angel. Want to make one?” you asked, looking up into Draco’s eyes.

-Anon request (Alright, so it’s my own request but I absolutely love Malfoy- he successfully spurred on my current love for villains :))

Racing down the stone corridors of Hogwarts, Draco burst into the hospital wing with an expression of utter panic plastered on his usually cool and sneering face.

“Where is she?” he gasped out to Madame Pomfrey, who had come over -still holding an armful of fresh sheets- to investigate the loud slam of doors. “Y/N, I heard she was in an accident during Quidditch Practice?”

The elderly nurse nodded, understanding flashing across her face at his frantic one, and led the blond boy to your bed at the end of the aisle- hidden by faded curtains.

“She needs to be resting,” she warned him, with a firm hand on his arm before he entered. “Miss Y/L/N took a nasty fall off her broom; she’s very lucky to not have any serious damage. But if she doesn’t stop insisting she’s fine and refusing to rest up, she’s going to hurt herself.”

Then she left, leaving Malfoy to hurry past the closed curtains and to your bedside. “Y/N, I got here as soon as I heard,” he panted out, taking your hand in both of his and searching your eyes.

Chuckling quietly at his concern, you batted his hand away and told him, “Draco, I’m fine, you don’t need to worry.”

Annoyed slightly, the boy chewed his lip and muttered, “That’s what Madame Pomfrey said you’d say.”

Shaking your head, you shifted until you were looking straight at the hunched over Slytherin and took his hands in yours again, steering him until he faced you. “Draco, if you get soppy on me, I swear to the gods-” you started, but were interrupted as the tall fifth year leant down and pressed his lips gently to yours.

Can I have like a really fluffy draco imagine? Like where y/n is sleeping and she feels someone kissing her neck and she opens her eyes to see draco doing it. Then she wants to get out of bed to get ready for school but draco won’t let her and he pins her down and started kissing her jaw and neck until she stops wanting to get ready.

Ahh I couldn’t find a good gif for this one ;w; sorryy –

Y/N awoke to a soft press of lips against her neck. The kisses travelled up along her jawline and up to her cheeks, lightly fluttering between her cheeks, nose, and even her eyelids. “Nng, leave me alone,” she mumbled sleepily, rolling over and curling up under the blankets.

“Wake up, love,” Draco’s voice mumbled into her ear. “It’s nearly time for class.”

With a yawn, Y/N stretched out her arms upward and dropped them to her side, now rolled onto her back. “Why are you in my bed? Actually, why are you in the  girl’s room?”

The boy with the silver eyes and sleepy smile looked over at her and slipped an arm around her waist. “I just wanted to visit you. You’re beautiful when you’re sleeping.”

“Sod off you cheesey bastard,” Y/N replied, waking up more. As she began trying to sit up, Draco wordlessly grabbed her around her waist, preventing it. Laughing, Y/N replied, “Get off of me you idiot.”

“No,” he mumbled into the back of her shoulder. The two were intertwined strangely, with Y/N appearing to be leaning on half of her boyfriend’s body. “You’re staying here.”

‘“I have to get to class-” she was cut off suddenly by Draco’s movement as he flip-flopped onto her, pinning her down with his strength. Before Y/N could utter a complaint, Draco’s lips were pressed against hers and then pulled away.

“Shh,” he whispered quietly. He pointed to the curtains drawn closed around her bed.

“Y/N? Are you up?” came the voice of one of her friends.

“Yeah, I’m awake. Have been,” she replied, suppressing a giggle as Draco began to give her tiny little kisses on her neck.

“Alright, well hurry up. We’re already late for our first class. Come one, Penny, let’s get going.” At the sound of shuffling feet moved down the corridor, Draco began to kiss her collarbone and neck, moving along to her jawline again.

Y/N, while trying to push him away, only succeeded in being more restrained by Draco’s strength.

“Just give up. Stay here with me. I want to spend the day with you, Y/N. Let’s skip class,” he whispered with so much conviction that Y/N just gave up with struggling. “There you go.”

“I’ll only stay with you if you don’t stop,” she said, referring to the bliss she felt as Draco’s mouth moved to cover hers.

“I wasn’t planning on stopping, love… Not as long as you’re in bed with me,” he added cheekily.

“Shut up dork.”

-Anon request.

Spotting Malfoy -the boy from Slytherin you thought was cute but had never said more than a word or two to- frowning at his cauldron, your eyes had widened when you realised that he’d crushed the dragon’s root before putting it in the pot.

“For shit’s sake,” you mumbled- your muggle curses sometimes won over the pathetic wizard ones you’d picked up- racing around the table, you shared with him and two others, you quickly snatched the nearest Wanda leaves you could find and threw them in.

Turning back to the boy, who watched you with a look of shock and annoyance, you held your arms out and said, pointedly, “You’re welcome.”

A/N: As a reminder, requests are still closed. 

Draco paced nervously back and forth in his room and weighed the options in his head one more time. It seemed simple enough; either he could erase her from his life like Blaise and Theo wanted him to do, or he could take a chance and finally ask her out after weeks of nonstop talking. He wouldn’t ask her to be his girlfriend, no, he wasn’t completely ready for that yet. All he wanted to do was take her out on one date - away from the school, the teachers, everyone. Just to see what it would be like. To hold her hand as they walked down the street, to see her smile as they talked back and forth, and to see her laugh as he said something funny to her. He wanted to see her cheeks turn an adorable shade of pink from the cold and he wanted to kiss her nose whenever she made that ridiculously cute giggle. 

These feelings were completely foreign to him - and the simple fact that he was feelings these things scared the living shit out of him. But no matter what he did, he couldn’t make them go away. There was no way he’d be able to even if he wanted. She was burned into his brain like a brand on a livestock animal. The image of her never went away - there was always a picture of her somewhere in his mind, smiling, laughing, blushing even. He couldn’t just let her go, there was no way! Draco was not prepared to just simply make her disappear from his world, as if she had never existed. No matter what Blaise and Theo thought what was best for him, Draco knew that letting her slip from his fingers would be the worst decision he could ever possibly make. 

So as he made up his mind and abruptly walked out of his room, past his friends, past the First and Second Years who idolized him, he shoved open the door and made for the Quidditch field. Draco knew she would be practicing there with her team, or at least he hoped she would be there. 

He pushed some of the younger students out of the way as he went outside and took off in a run toward the field. He could see her flying in mid-air as she sped past Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnet. Ginny Weasley was flying behind her, laughing ferociously as Ron Weasley simply sat on his broom and rolled his eyes, a smirk coming to his face every now and then. 

As Draco got closer to the stadium, he started to shout loudly, “(Y/N)! (Y/N)!”

His arms waved in the air dramatically and when (Y/N) finally saw Draco sprinting and yelling in her direction, she immediately halted and flew down to the ground. 

By the time she reached the ground, Draco had finally approached her, panting like crazy and sweating slightly. 

She gently grasped his shoulders concernedly. “Draco, what’s wrong?! Is everything okay?!”

“I…”

Draco wanted to start speaking immediately and tell her everything he was feeling, but he was still severely out of breath. Not only that, Harry Potter had stalked up to the both of them and started to intensely glare at Draco.

“What are you doing here, Malfoy? This is a closed practice.” he said almost menacingly.

Draco glared at him, his words coming back. “I want to talk to (Y/N). Alone.”

She turned around and nodded to Harry, signalling that he could go back to practice. Harry stared cautiously at her, as if she might be giving him some sort of secret message. He raised his eyebrows at her. 

“You’re sure?”

“Harry, I’ll be fine. Go.”

Harry set his mouth in a firm line and nodded, turning around and re-joining his Quidditch team. 

She turned back around and crossed her arms, staring at Draco’s face.

“Are you okay, Draco?”

Draco exhaled loudly and covered his face with his hands, rubbing his face a few times before sighing again and letting them down. 

He finally spoke, “I have to ask you something. But no matter what your answer is, you have to promise me that we’ll still stay friends. Alright?”

She straightened up a bit. “What are you-”

“Just promise me.”

“…alright, I promise.”

In a moment of bravery, Draco took her hands in his and watched as she started to blush - the adorable shade of pink beginning to rise in her cheeks. 

“Listen, I know this is really random and scary and honestly, it might be a terrible idea. But…I wanted to know if you’d like to…go on a date with me…”

He could feel her hands stiffen and he could hear her breath do a small intake. 

“Y'know, as a romantic thing.” he muttered. 

She stood speechless for a minute or two, trying to take it in. It was extremely random, that was for sure. Scary? Possibly. A terrible idea? Well, it wouldn’t necessarily be a good one, what with the different houses and social statuses. The scandal could go through the roof. 

Another minute passed by with still no response from her. Draco sadly nodded and slowly retracted his hands. 

“I’m sorry, I knew it was stupid of me to ask you on a date. I shouldn’t have done it, I’m sorry.”

At hearing his words, she quickly shook her head. 

“No, wait! I’m not declining, believe me. I’m just…surprised. That’s all.” she shyly bit her lip and looked at her shoes. 

“Why would you be surprised?”

“Well…” she muttered as she shifted her feet back and forth, “I never thought you would see me like that. I mean, I’ve liked you ever since we met but I just…I don’t know, I guess I just didn’t expect you to see me this way.”

As abruptly as Draco had stomped out of his room, he picked up her head with his hands and firmly kissed her on the lips. She melted into it within seconds, as did he. His head started spinning and his heart beat even harder with every second he continued to kiss her. 

She could feel her knees turn to jelly as he held her tight against her, one hand on her cheek, the other wrapped tightly around her waist. Draco held her like she was a precious jewel, a heavenly angel who had just crash-landed onto Earth. She held onto him as tightly as she could and when he got the courage to softly bite down on her lower lip, she let out a tiny moan - to which Draco swallowed immediately as he kissed her with a passion he didn’t even know he had. 

She broke away to catch her breath, though she never wanted it to end. At that very moment, all she wanted was for Draco to hold her for as long as he could and kiss her with all of the love in the world. 

“I really like you.” he whispered to her, a whisper so soft that she barely even heard it. 

“I want to try this. I want to see where it goes.” he whispered softly.

“Please.” he nearly whimpered as he softly kissed her nose, “Give me a chance.”

She stared up at him, before nodding softly and shyly smiling up at him. 

You were seated at the Slytherin house table talking to your friends when you heard an annoyingly familiar voice. 

“Stupid Potter,” Draco mumbled under his breath as he sat down next you. You rolled your eyes and went back to talking to your friends. “And who is this mudblood scum?” Draco asked as he looked you up and down in disguise. You had no idea what a “mudblood’ was, but by the surprised looks on your friends’ faces, it wasn’t good. You calmly reached for the (favorite flavor) cake in front of you. You then quickly smashed it in Draco’s face before getting up.

“My name is y/n y/l/n, and nobody gets to call me a mudblood,” you said with a smirk and walked away.

Several years later…

You had a big smile on your face as you were nearly blinded by cameras. But you didn’t care, you were in the arms of your husband. You were finally married to Draco Malfoy.

“Cut the cake! Cut the cake,” the crowd shouted at the both of you. You both carefully cut two small pieces. Draco politely offered you his piece, when you smashed your piece all over his face. The crowd roared with laughter at the sight. Draco smiled as he carefully wiped the cake off the majority of his face. 

A/N: hello, dearies! :D first request of the night! :D hope you guys like it! :)

Request:

Anonymous said:Hi hun! can i get a draco one shot where he broke up with me over summer by owl because he joined voldermort, & he hasn’t talked to me since? During the year hes still distant & its hard for him because he actually really misses me, & the boys make it worse for him by hounding him all the time to get back with me because they miss me too. Then one day I catch him alone in the common room all stressed & I finally confront him, and he breaks down and confesses everything to me&begs for me back? :3 Oh and about the Draco imagine! I’m a pureblood Slytherin too but my dad was a Hufflepuff and my mum was a Ravenclaw, so they managed to stay out of the whole death eater business; but we’re still well liked in the pureblood community because of our wealth! I hope it’s not too much :3

so, here it is! :D I hope you guys like it!

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter

Love Me Again

“Goodbye dear!”

“Goodbye, mum” (Y/N) tried to smile.

“Give Draco my best” Mrs. (Y/L/N) said happily. “I’ll see you both for Christmas break” she said waving goodbye as (Y/N) hopped on the Hogwarts Express.

“Of course, mum” (Y/N) said trying her best not to cry.

She still hadn’t told her. She hadn’t told her that Draco had broken up with her over the summer. They had been dating for over a year now and just out of the blue, he owled her saying that he just couldn’t be with her anymore and that he was very sorry. (Y/N) had cried herself to sleep every night since then but she hadn’t told her parents. They had met Draco the past Christmas and they loved him. Her parents remembered Draco’s parents from when they were at Hogwarts. Even if they weren’t in their house, her dad being a Hufflepuff and her mother being a Ravenclaw, but they still both came from very well-known pure-blood families in the Wizarding World, even if they weren’t supporters of the Dark Lord. The point is, they had met him and they had been very welcoming into their house. Draco had seemed to also like them. But that didn’t really matter anymore. (Y/N) was walking through the halls looking for a compartment but froze when she spotted him sitting there with Crabbe, Goyle and Zabini.

“(Y/N)!” Blaise was the first one to get up and ran over to her, hugging her. Apparently, Draco hadn’t told them either.

“Um, hi, Blaise” she said awkwardly returning the hug.

“How was your summer? Come sit with us!”

“Uh, that’s alright” she said looking apologetically at them while Draco looked anywhere but at her. “I um… have to meet (Y/F/N) anyways” she told them. “I’ll uh… I’ll see you later guys” she said quickly walking out of the compartment as quickly as she could leaving three confused boys and a broken one behind.

“What was that?” Gregory was the first one to ask turning to Draco.

“What was what?” he said looking out the window.

“Did something happen with (Y/N) over the summer?” Blaise said coming back to his place.

“No” he simply said. “Nothing.”

The other three looked weird at each other but decided to drop it.

(Y/N) finally found a compartment with all of her roommates in it. “Hi guys” she said putting up a sad smile.

“(Y/N)!” the three of them said excited getting up to greet her.

“Hey!”

“How was your summer?”

“Um, it was alright” (Y/N) replied with a small smile. “Um… Draco broke up with me though” she said not really being able to keep it in any longer. She needed to tell someone.

“What?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Why?”

“I don’t know” (Y/N) said in the same numb state she had been for the past couple of weeks. “He just did” she said feeling a single tear rolling down her cheek.

“Are you alright?”

“I guess” she told them. “I just… don’t completely understand why he did it. But there’s not much I can do about it” she said with a sad smile.

“Well, we’re here for you, (Y/N)” one of her roommates said.

“Yes, anything you need” another one added.

“Draco is a real idiot for letting you go” the third one told her.

“Yeah, he doesn’t deserve you!”

“And he just… did it. Out of the blue?”

(Y/N) nodded sadly. “Yes” she said making the girls understand that she didn’t want to talk about it anymore so they quickly changed the subject to get her mind off it. But the truth was, there was no way she was going to be able to do that. They did share a house after all.

In the next couple of days, (Y/N) tried her best to stop thinking about Draco. But it was useless. Especially since they had every single class together, they shared the Common Room and they were both on the Quidditch team. Everywhere she turned she’d see him. But he wouldn’t talk to her. At all. She even managed to get a conversation out of him once during dinner but he would ignore her. She could feel the pain in her heart every time he’d do something like that. And she even noticed how different he was. Not only towards her but he seemed to be in a bad mood lately. (Y/N) noticed he wasn’t eating properly, it looked like he hadn’t been sleeping either and he wasn’t concentrating on anything he did. He’d mess up potions, his spells would turn out wrong, and Flint was close to kill him during practice for not being at the top of his game. (Y/N) wanted to help him. She really did but it was hard when he was acting as if she simply didn’t exist anymore. So… she went to his friends.

“Hi” she said sitting down next to the boy.

“Hey, (Y/N)” Blaise said with a nervous smile.

“He told you, didn’t he?”

“What?”

“No!”

“Tell us what?”

“Oh, come on! You guys are horrible liars! I know Draco told you he broke up with me” she said trying to keep her voice from breaking.

“Sorry, (Y/N)” Greg said sadly while Vincent nodded.

“It’s alright… I guess” she muttered the last part, but Blaise heard her. “Look, I just… I’m worried about Draco” she told them. “He doesn’t look like himself lately-“

“Well, obviously” Vincent interrupted her. “He misses you!”

“He- he what?” (Y/N) asked a little confused. Yes, she still loved Draco but she assumed he didn’t love her anymore and that’s why he broke up with her.

“(Y/N), are you really that oblivious? He’s miserable without you” Greg added.

“B-but- but he broke up with me” she informed them.

“Have you asked him why?” Blaise told her.

“Oh, right! Just the other day at dinner we had a very interesting conversation while he ignored me!” she said glaring at him.

“Hey! Don’t be mad at me! I’m not the one ignoring you” Blaise defended himself.

“Ugh, sorry I just… haven’t been myself either” she said looking down.

“How are you doing with all of this?” Blaise asked her.

“I miss him” she said feeling silent tears rolling down her cheeks. “I miss him like crazy but he won’t even talk to me. I’ve tried! I really have but…” she said wiping away her tears. “Look, that’s not why I’m here I just wanted to ask you guys to look out for him. I’m really worried and well… since I can’t do anything… maybe you guys can” she begged them.

“We’ve tried” Vincent informed her.

“He won’t let us” Greg added. “We’ve told him that he should talk to you but you know how stubborn he is” he said.

“He told us to piss off and mind our own business” Blaise told her.

“Well, then try harder!” (Y/N) snapped a little. “Sorry I just… ugh” she said wiping away the new tears that were falling.

“Look, (Y/N), it’ll be alright” Blaise said placing his hand on her shoulder. “Just… give him time” he said with a reassuring smile along with the other two and she only nodded trying to smile.

(Y/N) kept tossing and turning on her bed. She couldn’t sleep. She missed him. She needed him. She knew this was going to be another sleepless night so she got up, grabbed one of her books and went down to the Common Room. She was a bit surprised to find someone in there though. Draco was there with towers of books surrounding him. He seemed pretty messed up. He was talking to himself. He looked irritated and tired. After all, it was nearly 3:00 a.m.

“Draco?” she said quietly making the boy jump scared. (Y/N) felt her heart breaking when she saw just how exhausted he looked.

“(Y/N)?” he said in a shaky voice before he put on an angry expression. “What are you doing here?”

“I couldn’t sleep” she simply said. “Draco, what are you doing here? It’s nearly three in the morning-“

“That’s none of your business!” he snapped at her. (Y/N) noticed his red puffy eyes. She knew he had been crying but he was trying to cover it up with anger. “Is that my sweater?” he asked looking her up and down.

“W-what?”

“That’s my sweater! And I want it back!” he snapped at her.

“B-but you gave it to me last Christmas-“

“I don’t care! It’s mine! And you’re not my girlfriend anymore! Give it to me!” he yelled. All of the sudden, (Y/N)’s sadness was replaced with anger too.

“Fine!” she said taking it off. “Here! Have your bloody sweater back!” she said pushing it in his hands. “You know, I can’t believe I was worried about you! You’re being an unbelievable prick! Honestly, Draco I thought I meant more to you!” she said with angry tears falling from her cheeks. Draco just stood there glaring at her but on the inside, it killed him. He hated to see (Y/N) cry. “Was I just a joke to you?” she asked with her voice breaking. Draco was still avoiding her gaze. “You know what? Fine! If you’re so much of a coward that you couldn’t even break up with me in person- no wait, you couldn’t even tell me why you were breaking up with me then… fine! I won’t bother you again, Malfoy” she spited the last word and that did it for Draco. (Y/N) turned around and was about to leave for her dorm but he stopped her.

“(Y/N), wait, please” he said with his own voice breaking. (Y/N) stopped and hesitated but turned around. When she did, she saw some tears falling from his eyes. Draco couldn’t take it anymore. He ran towards (Y/N) and wrapped his arms around her breaking down and crying his eyes out. “I’m s-so sorry, l-love” he said burying his head on her neck while she wrapped his arms around him.

“Draco” she whispered.

“I am so sorry” he said between sobs. He pulled away and looked her straight in the eye. “I just… I didn’t know what else to do! Please, forgive me” he said as he kept on crying. (Y/N) had never seen him cry before. She knew this was probably worse than she imagined.

“Draco, calm down, love” she said softly as she led him to the couch and they sat down. “It’s alright” she said trying to calm him. “Just… talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong” she begged.

“I c-can’t” he said looking into her big (y/e/c) eyes. “I need to keep you safe” he whispered bringing her closer to him.

“Draco what-?”

“I joined them” he said making her entire body freeze. “Over the summer” he continued. “I had to, (Y/N), I’m so sorry” he said pulling away and lifting his sleeve to reveal the dark mark marked on his skin. “He said- h-he said he’d kill y-you and your p-parents if I d-didn’t” he chocked out making (Y/N) start crying all over again. “I couldn’t let him do that! I can’t let him do that! That’s why I broke up with you! To keep you safe! You need to s-stay away from me so he c-can’t get to you, love” he said putting his sweater around her again. “B-but I c-can’t be without you” he said looking down. “I tried, I really did, love but… you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I promise, please, if you take me back I promise I will do anything to keep you safe I just.. I n-need you” he said hugging her to him again. “I’m so sorry I messed everything up!”

“Draco, look at me” she said softly and he did. “Draco, I love you” she said with a small smile.

“Y-you do?”

“Of course I do” she said in an obvious tone. “I just wish you would’ve told me so I could help you through all of this” she said kissing his forehead. “It’s going to be alright, love” she told him.

“H-how can you know that?”

“I don’t” she admitted. “But I know that we’ll be alright. I have to believe it” she said with a small smile. “And I don’t care if you joined him, Draco. You’re still my Draco” she said managing to get the tiniest smile out of him even if the two of them were still crying. Draco couldn’t resist it anymore and he leaned down to capture (Y/N)’s lips in his. For both of them, it felt like the life was back in them. Everything was perfect again, at least for that moment.

“You love me again” (Y/N) said smiling through the tears when they pulled apart.

“Who said I stopped?” Draco said wiping away the tears before pulling her face towards his and kissing her again.

The End

Hermione blurting out that she’s pregnant in the middle of Draco telling a story about work during dinner because she’s spent the last two days trying to figure out how to tell him and it was stressing her out. 

Draco being so excited about the baby that, against Hermione’s wishes, he tells everyone he knows and the next morning it’s in the Daily Prophet.

Hermione going to the baby wizard shop in Diagon Alley (because come on, imagine how cute would it be) to pick up all the baby wizarding books because she want’s her child to be the smartest witch/wizard of their age.

Draco convinced they are going to have a little girl while Hermione believes they are going to have a little boy. They fight about what color to paint the brand new nursery room.

Hermione buying a beautiful blue paint but Draco turns it a light pink with magic. Hermione is mad but lets him paint the room pink. She tells him that if it’s a boy then he’s going to repaint the room Gryffindor colors.

Draco making the nursery without using magic or the house elves because he knows Hermione would kill him if he used the elves and he wants to make it special by doing it by hand.

Hermione helping him paint the nursery and them getting into a paint fight because Draco accidentally got paint on her nose when he went to poke it.

Draco not being able to fall asleep at night if Hermione’s back isn’t pressed against his chest and his hand resting on her growing belly.

Hermione convincing Draco to go to a muggle baby doctor and finding out they are having a boy.

Draco having to repaint the room red and gold, much to Hermione’s delight.

Hermione reading the baby all kinds of books at night. From muggle books like, Dr. Seuss to her old Hogwarts textbooks like, her History of Magic book.

Draco making mid night runs to muggle stores, trying to find what Hermione is craving. 

Hermione attempting to keep her raging hormones in check but she ends up crying at the smallest things. Like when she accidentally knocked a book off the table and started bawling her eyes out.

Draco not really knowing what to do when she starts having these break downs, so he just sits down and pulls her in his lap and stokes her hair until she calms down. Then he goes and gets her ice cream.

Hermione shopping for baby clothes with Ginny and them ending up buying over two hundred dollars worth of clothes.

Draco singing very softly to the baby when he thinks Hermione is asleep when really she is pretending to be asleep and trying not to smile at his off key singing.

Hermione trying not to make Draco worry more about her then she already has but she ends up stressing him out more because she slips on the stairs and slides down all the way on her butt.

Draco watching her every time she goes downstairs now.

Hermione bumping into everything because her stomach is now huge and she doesn’t really realize how big she is.

Draco freaking out and asking if the baby is coming every time Hermione winces and grabs her stomach. And every time she tells him that the baby is just kicking.

Hermione talking to Ginny at a little friend get together when she feels the first labor pain. She clutches a confused Ginny’s hand and yells for Draco.

Draco completely freaking out and in the mist of Hermione yelling every time she feels a contraction he forgets they are going to a muggle hospital and he accidentally apparates them there.

Hermione wants to yell at him but another contraction hits her and she she just starts yelling at the hospital staff.

Draco crying in the labor room once Hermione is sleeping soundly after the birth and baby Scorpius is sleeping soundly in his own little bed next her. 

SHAWN MENDES IMAGINE #8, PART 2: I do. (SHAWN’S POV)

My girl had asked my dad to walk her down the aisle today, as her dad wasn’t around to do that. She was upset at first, as far as I know, that’s a girl’s closest time with her dad, at her wedding. My dad comforted her though.

A little Stella walked down the aisle, throwing flower petals. She looked happier than me, if that was possible, and I was the one getting married. I waved to her, giving her a big thumbs up. “Shawn!” She smiled, running out of her place to me, earning a glare from her mother telling her to get back in place.

“Hi, Stella!” I smiled, hugging and giving her a high-five. “Are you having fun?” I asked and she nodded fast.

Sierra was whispering for Stella to get back in her place and Stella just pouted back. I gave a nod to Sierra, mouthing to her: ‘it’s fine’. I held Stella’s hand, as she stood with me at the altar.

I stood there on the altar, waiting, and waiting. Panic had started to set in a little as Ian spoke from behind me. “Where is she?”

I turned around, giving a slight shrug of my shoulders. I thought to that moment in Runaway Bride, this movie that I was forced to watch. I imagined myself in that man’s shoes. Surely she didn’t run away, I hoped. I turned back to them, and Gilinsky gave me a reassuring nod.

I started to pace my breathing, when finally, the music started playing. Everyone stood and looking back to the doors leading outside as they opened. There was my bride, and my dad, walking towards me. Tears came to my eyes, as I let go of Stella’s hand to cover my mouth wide open. I thought back to every time I had told her she was beautiful, and every time I had stared at her, amazed by her, but right now, in this very moment, beautiful or any other word you could come up with was an understatement. She looked so amazing. It wasn’t even the beautiful dress that hugged her body like it was made just for her, or the way her gorgeous hair flowed around her shoulders, or the white veil that was draped against the back of her head, or the way she walked down the aisle. It was the way she was looking at me. “Wow, you’re lucky, Shawn.” Stella said pretty loudly, earning laughs from the people seated. I gave her a nod and a little laugh, before looking back to my bride and pinching the bridge of my nose to stop the tears. In this moment, it was all perfect.

My beautiful almost wife, now almost at the altar with me, gave Stella two thumbs up which the little one gladly returned. My dad handed her off to me. She thanked him, and hugged him. “Manny magic, am I right?” She asked, and everyone smiled.

I looked at her, staring as if no one else was there. The officiant spoke. “Ladies and gentlemen, family and friends, we are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the joining of (Y/F/N) and Shawn Peter Raul Mendes in marriage. With love and commitment, they have decided to live their lives together as husband and wife.” She reached over to me, as he was talking, wiping the tears off my cheeks. She gave me a little nod. “Take this moment to exchange your vows.”

I took the microphone from the officiant, smiling. “So, yesterday, when we were talking about today, she said to me that she would rather write the vows that I say and I said the same to her.” I laughed a bit. “So, we have both written vows for the other to say, as well as our own. So, here’s the vows that she wrote for me to say.” I looked at her, pulling the paper out of my pocket. “Oh, babe you look so hot.” Everyone laughed. “I promise to always watch reruns of the Bachelorette with you as I pretend to like it. I promise to always pretend to like your cooking, even if it sucks, which it never does.” Everyone laughed again. “I promise that I won’t leave you when you look nasty in the morning and when your hair is a mess.” I put the paper in my pocket again as everyone finished giggling from that. “Now for my real vows that I wrote. “I promise to love and care for you, and I will try in every way to be worthy of your love. I will always be honest with you, kind, patient and forgiving. I promise to try to be on time, but most of all, I promise to be a true and loyal friend to you. I love you.”

By that point, she was crying too. I offered the mic to her as she took it. She spoke gently in a soft voice. “Let me read the vows that Shawn wrote for me to say.” I handed her a paper that I had for safe keeping in my pocket. “I have not read these before, keep in mind.” Everyone laughed again. “It starts off by saying: Oh, my dear Shawn, you look so incredibly hot today.” She gave me that laugh that lit up my day always. “I promise to never make you watch TV shows that you don’t want to watch.” Everyone smiled at the retort of her statement to me earlier. “I promise to cook good food for you, and to let you make muffins whenever you want. I promise to not be mad when you leave the toilet seat up every day.” She finished, scrunching her nose at that last one. “Now, for my vows that I wrote.” She put the paper down, grabbing my hand with her one free hand and spoke. “I promise faithfulness and patience, respect and lightheartedness, attentiveness and self-improvement. I will celebrate your triumphs, and love you all the more for your failures.”