Idiots in love
Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Gryffindor!Reader Summary: Draco hates you for being a muggle Gryffindor but slowly falls in love with you Warnings: swearing Word Count: 1,461
Draco grinned running beside you, his coat over your heads. The rain poured down heavily, the pitter patter drowning the sounds of your giggles. His cheeks hurt with how much he had laughed tonight and yet something about your red cheeks and hair licking the sides of your face made him smile wider. He had been wrong about you. So wrong.
“Whatever, mudblood.” Draco spat at you as you rolled your eyes.
Professor Sprout had made you both partners for the next assignment and he couldn’t be more annoyed. What pestered him even more was that none of his jabs seemed to work on you.
“Do you want to plant those roots or shall I?” you asked, not doing much as looking at him. He huffed.
“I’ll do it. Not letting you lions spoil my grade,” he said, internally groaning at the sticky mess of a plant the teacher had handed them for the day.
He picked it up by the ends, hastily dropping it into the pot. Did it have to be so slimy? You cracked out laughing making him snap towards you.
“What’s so funny?” he said, his cheeks turning pink as he saw you bending over in laughter.
“You. You can’t even touch a plant can you?” you said in between laughs as he frowned.
“It’s slimy,” he whined, narrowing his eyes at you as you took over to adding the humus to pot.
“Whatever you say pretty boy.”
Draco removed the coat as the two of you reached the corridors, catching your breath. The heat of the torches felt good against his skin as he looked over to you. You had placed your hand over your stomach, panting. As your eyes caught his, they shone with a wicked gleam. He was certain his own mirrored them. You shook your head wildly, making your hair spray water droplets around.
“Eeeeeesh! Don’t get me dirty now, will you?” Draco said groaning making you smirk at him. Draco raised an eyebrow.
“Oh, yeah?” you said coming closer to him, making his heat beat faster. You took some water in your palm and splashed it on him. Draco made a face at you, which did nothing to hide his grin. You made a face back at him crinkling your nose, making you look adorable.
Draco hissed as you uttered some healing spells on his leg.
“Promfey wouldn’t have made it hurt so much,” he said making you scoff.
“Yeah, it would’ve hurt more seeing the sting only increases the more the time passes by,” you said as Draco looked at you. You were extremely cautious and looked more scared than him, treating him so tenderly. You looked up at him and something in your expression changed. You gave him a small smile.
Draco heard some footsteps as you turned towards him with widened eyes.
“Run,” You said in an undertone taking his hand and running along the corridor.
You continued to write as Draco groaned beside you. Couldn’t you stop, for like a second?
“Y/n,” he said dragging out your name. “Can we do this later, please?”
“Draco, just two more pages and then we can rest,” you said shaking your head.
“No. We’re taking a break now,” he said, snatching away your book, making your eyes widen. You heaved looking at him.
“Okay, what do you wanna do?” you asked as Draco’s face went blank.
“Uh- why don’t you tell me about your boring muggle life?” he said making you roll your eyes. He looked at you, feigning an interested expression so very obviously.
“Fine,” you said, launching into your favourite memories as a child. Draco listened on to you, laughing and smiling. He found himself imagining a younger version of you and liking every second of it. Maybe you weren’t so bad after all.
Draco didn’t know what were louder their footsteps or the giggles. All he knew was that he never quite felt this alive yet. You did that to him, you made him lighter than anyone or anything ever had. He would see your smile and his day would immediately become better. You had his back, he knew you did. He never would have thought he would start liking a muggleborn Gryffindor. He didn’t care about what his parents would think. Not when it came to you. He could not not have you in his life now. You fit in seamlessly and Draco was only too happy to let you.
You turned towards him, pointing towards the room of requirement. He nodded furiously, his face showing a wide grin as you closed your eyes, thinking about what you wanted. Better the room of requirement than Snape catching him out of bed. You took his hands, eyes gleaming, taking him inside.
“Draco?” your voice came making him shudder. Draco quickly wiped away his tears as you sat down beside him cautiously.
“How did you find me?” he said, voice a little rough from all the crying.
“Draco. The lake calms you, you always come here to this tree when you are sad”
Draco just gave you a tight-lipped smile, as you looked straight ahead. You could hear the cicadas from the grass and flies that buzzed around you both. It was a windy day.
“Do you wanna talk about it?” you whispered, not sure what to say. Draco sighed.
“My father wants me to take over his job at the ministry as soon as I leave Hogwarts. I just- I wanted to pursue charms further, maybe in Japan, but father won’t bend. I hate that ministry job.”
“Maybe once you get out of Hogwarts, you could decide for yourself”
“No, you don’t get it Y/n. My life, it’s all planned out without my say in anything. Get top grades, work at the ministry, sit like that, talk like that. It’s suffocating. I’ve become into this monster, the monster my father always wanted me to be. I have two fools for friends and I can’t even run away. I can’t even run away because I’m the only thing that keeps mum going,” Draco didn’t know when tears fell down his cheeks. Your heart thumped in your chest as you brought your hand up to slowly wipe them away. Draco leaned in to your touch.
“You are not a monster Draco. You’re not. If we start judging ourselves so harshly, there would be no saint. It’s okay. You realize that you did wrong things. That’s more than many people do. And,” you took in a deep breath, “I don’t know about you, but I’d consider us friends and close ones at that. So unless I’m one of those fools you better take that statement back.”
Draco let out a laugh, feeling better after your words.
“Okay. I change my statement. I have 3 fools for friends,” he said as you smacked his arm giggling.
Draco entered a huge room with a spacious sofa and a huge bed. The fire was lit and it warmed his skin pleasantly. You removed your over-cloak, as Draco raked at your form. You were perfect.
“See something you like?” you asked, a smug look on your face which made his heart do a little jump.
“Pretty sure she’s the girl I love,” he said, coming towards you making goosebumps erupt on your skin. Draco cupped your face leaning down to kiss you. You sighed, feeling his arms around your waist, pulling you closer as your fingers let themselves loose in his hair. He sucked on your lower lip, biting it a little making you gasp. Draco pressed his lips against your forehead as you both caught your breath.
“Remember the first time we kissed?” Draco said as a smile emerged on your lips.
“Yes I do. You were an idiot.”
Draco was fuming as you sat down beside him.
“How did your date go?” he asked, putting on a sickly sweet smile.
“What date?”
“Your date with Dean”
“I’m not dating Dean?” you said, raising an eyebrow.
“Well, you two looked awfully close for ones who don’t”
You opened your mouth to retort, but closed it thinking.
“What if we were?” you asked instead as Draco’s head snapped towards you.
“He’s not good enough for you.”
“And you are?” you said making him stop.
“I wish I were,” he whispered making you drop the playful mood. You had pulled him closer and kissed him, and then again and again and again.
“Well I was an idiot in love,” Draco said fondly, pressing his lips on yours. He trailed kisses along your jaw, his mouth finding your neck sucking a little there. You sighed, your hands pulling him closer as he un-zipped your dress, making it pool at the floor. Maybe he wasn’t the only idiot.
A/N: This was written for the lovely anon! I hope you enjoy ;)
