#draco drabble

The second week, it was a small box of enchanted chocolates—each one shaped like a star, and when you bit into them, they whispered things like, “You’re beautiful,” and “Thinking of you.” The letter that time said:

“A little sweetness to match yours. Don’t share them with Weasley.”

You had giggled at that one, earning a curious look from Harry across the table.

Week three, it was a pressed flower—some kind of rare, deep purple bloom you’d never seen before—enchanted so it would never wilt. The note was shorter that time, but no less meaningful:

“Even something rare and beautiful pales next to you.”

And today? As the owl landed gracefully in front of you, heads turned, and Harry, who had already caught on to the pattern, raised his eyebrows with exaggerated interest. You untied the small parcel and unfolded the parchment first.

It read:

“Meet me tonight. Same place. P.S. You look stunning when you smile at my letters.”

You couldn’t help the grin that spread across your face as you unwrapped the gift—a silver locket. When you clicked it open, inside was a tiny photo of you (one you didn’t even remember being taken) smiling down at something out of frame. Opposite it was a moving image of Draco, eyes soft and a rare, genuine smile tugging at his lips. Your heart squeezed.

“Alright,” Harry said, setting down his fork and leaning forward on his elbows. “This is getting serious now. A locket? You have to tell me who it is.”

Ron and Hermione both looked up, curious and amused, but Harry was the most relentless.

“I’m guessing—hmm—Ernie Macmillan.”

You rolled your eyes, tucking the locket carefully into your pocket. “Nope.”

“Michael Corner?”

“Wrong again.”

“Hmm…” He tapped his chin thoughtfully. “Zabini? He’s smooth.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Lockhart?!” Harry gasped suddenly, eyes wide with mock horror. “Is it Lockhart? You can tell me!”

“Harry!” you squeaked, swatting at him, your face burning as you laughed.

“Look at her blush!” Harry crowed. “It’s Lockhart. Case closed.”

Ron groaned. “Please, no one wants to think about that.”

That night, you slipped out like usual, heart thudding as you made your way through the secret passage to your hidden meeting spot. And sure enough, there was Draco, already waiting, arms crossed, expression… stormy.

You frowned. “Hey… what’s wrong?”

He didn’t answer at first, just glared down at the ground. His jaw was tight, and he seemed to be brooding even more than usual.

“Draco?” you pressed, stepping closer.

Finally, he huffed and muttered, “If your brother keeps talking about other boys, I swear I’m going to hex him into next week.”

You blinked, startled—then burst out laughing. “That’s why you’re sulking?”

Draco scowled but didn’t deny it. “It’s annoying. All day, it’s been Corner this and Zabini that—and Lockhart?! Are you kidding me? I should’ve hexed Potter right then and there.”

You giggled, sliding your arms around his waist. “Jealous, much?”

“Maybe.” Draco didn’t even try to hide it. His eyes were sharp but softened when you reached up to brush his hair back.

“You know it’s only ever you, right?”

That earned a rare, genuine smile. He leaned down and kissed you, slow and deep, pulling you flush against him like he never wanted to let go.

“Let them guess,” you whispered against his lips. “It’s more fun that way.”

“As long as you remember who you belong to,” Draco murmured, smirking now, possessive but playful.

You laughed, pecking his lips. “Always.”

⸻

The following Friday, you thought maybe things would settle down. But oh, how wrong you were.

The owl swooped in as usual—but this time, it carried a huge box. Bigger than any gift so far. You stared as it dropped the package in front of you with a graceful thud.

“Oh, this is serious now,” Harry announced, eyes lighting up as he grabbed the box before you could. “Come on, let’s see what lover boy sent this time.”

You groaned, but Hermione and Ron were already leaning in curiously, and of course, the Weasley twins—never ones to miss out on teasing—slid onto the bench with identical grins.

Harry opened the box dramatically—and all five of them gasped.

Inside was the most stunning gown you’d ever seen: emerald-green silk, shimmering faintly, clearly enchanted, with intricate embroidery that looked too expensive to even touch. You couldn’t stop staring at it.

“Holy—” Fred began.

“—bloody hell,” George finished.

“Is that designer?” Hermione whispered, eyes wide.

Harry held it up, gaping. “This must’ve cost a fortune! Okay, okay, this is big money. We need to think. Who’s rich enough to pull this off?”

You tried to grab it back, face burning. “Harry, stop—”

“Theodore Nott?” Harry guessed first.

“Nope.”

“Mclaggen?”

“Wrong.”

“Zabini?” Hermione chimed in, clearly entertained now.

“Montague?” Fred suggested, holding the dress up to himself with a wink. “If it is, tell him I want one too.”

“Ohhh,” George added dramatically, “I bet it’s one of those international students. Super rich.”

You groaned, hiding your face. “You guys are ridiculous.”

Fred and George shared a look and started chanting, “She’s getting married! She’s getting married!”

“I am NOT—!"

And then it happened.

A sudden clatter of footsteps, sharp and purposeful, echoed across the Great Hall. Everyone turned—and your stomach dropped.

Draco Malfoy was storming across the room, eyes locked on you, face like thunder.

The table fell dead silent.

“Uh… why’s Malfoy coming over here?” Ron muttered nervously.

Draco didn’t stop until he was standing right behind Harry, towering over him with his arms crossed and that deadly glare fixed in place.

“I’m the one who bought the dress, Potter,” Draco announced, his voice cool but sharp, loud enough for half the hall to hear. “Not the cheap students you’re rattling off like some pathetic guessing game."

Silence.

Harry’s jaw dropped. Fred dropped his fork. Hermione blinked like she couldn’t process what had just happened.

Draco turned to you then, gaze softening ever so slightly. “You’ll look stunning in it, by the way.”

Harry's eyes widen even more, practically bulging out of his eye sockets, as Draco leans in to kiss your forehead.

And with that, he spun on his heel and strode out, his cloak following behind him.

There was a beat of stunned silence… and then chaos.

“MALFOY?!” Harry exploded, whipping around to stare at you. “You’re dating MALFOY?!”

Fred and George howled with laughter, practically falling off the bench.

“Ohhh, this is gold,” George gasped between wheezes.

“Best reveal ever,” Fred agreed, wiping tears from his eyes.

Ron just looked horrified, and Hermione… Hermione slowly closed her book, gave you a look, and said, “I knew it.”

You buried your face in your hands, groaning. “…Well. I guess the mystery’s solved.”

⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰

after divination class you and your group of friends headed straight to the great hall for dinner

you still were in your own headspace while your friends had already moved onto something else to gossip about

but as soon as you sat down for dinner you suddenly didn’t feel like eating

“I’m gonna head out..” you muttered, gathered your things and left

your friends just nodded and continued with their conversations

sure they were a bit confused but they were sure you would tell them what was on your mind when you got a chance

but how could you break it to them that you had draco malfoy on your mind 

especially when you would tell them that you had no interest for the pretentious brat 

but for some reason, he didn’t seem like one anymore 

draco was already in the great halls with his group 

also in his own headspace, thinking about you

he saw your every move as soon as you entered the great halls for dinner

when he didn’t see you eat at all, he snuck his favorite type of apple into his robes and excused himself

his friends try to intervene and see what was up with draco but he didn’t give them the chance 

it was only 7 when you entered the library

you thought it was a good chance to do some assignments ahead of time while you waited for draco

every person that walked by made you think that it was draco

why were you so eager to see him?

you were just doing him a favor

it meant nothing to you.. right?

draco made sure that he didn’t seem like he ran to the library to see you 

he made sure to catch his breath (check his breath) and fix his hair 

he positioned himself so that his arm was propped up on the shelves to look “cool”

“hey y/n.. hope you didn’t wait too long..”

like last time, you didn’t have to look up to figure out who the person was 

you looked at your watch, “it’s not even 8 yet”

“yeah I wasn’t that hungry so I thought that I could just head to the library and get some work done..”

silence took over as you both just stayed in your spots

you looked anywhere but him, moving some of your things around to make some space for him

“well lets get started on what you need help with for the upcoming potions quiz..” 

you didn’t expect to sit across from you

usually when you help someone with studying, they sit next to you so that it’s easy to show them your notes 

so you looked up at him, “wouldn’t it be easier if you sat next to me?”

that question caused draco to smirk

“sorry y/n.. I didn’t know that you wanted me to sit next to you.. did you want me to sit closer to you?”

you furrowed your brows in offense, “I just thought it would be easier to show my notes but I would rather have you sit as far away from me as possible..”

draco dramatically pouted and grabbed at his shirt over his heart

“man y/n.. you know how to break a man’s heart.. but.. I’m a visual learner, I’d rather sit across from you and watch your every move. I wanna make sure I don’t miss a single thing..”

draco didn’t break eye contact with you while he said that 

which made you slightly uncomfortable 

“anyways.. since the quiz is on chapters 20 to 25, let’s start with chapter 20...” 

why did he make your heart create millions and billions of little heart-shaped butterflies fly through your veins?

maybe it was the lack of food that made you feel this way

maybe if you had a little snack, you wouldn’t be feeling so fluttery 

as soon as you thought that, your stomach grumbled 

draco let out a stifled chuckle

he thought it was completely adorable

thank merlin he had an apple in his robe

“care for snack, y/n? maybe you didn’t have dinner?” 

he knew you didn’t have dinner but he already felt like he came off as a little creepy and he wanted to back off.. just a bit 

“no.. I didn’t feel like eating at the time... but now...”

you gave him a stern look while you reached your hand out to grab the apple

but he pulled it back from your grasp, “ah-ah.. I’ll give you the apple on one condition”

“what condition? I’m already helping you study and now I need to do something else for you?”

you were starting to get a little hangry and draco could tell

it made him want to tease you more since you looked so cute when your angry but he didn’t want you to dislike him even more 

he wants to show his best version of himself to you after all 

he leaned in closer to you and his joking demeanor softened 

“the condition is that you promise me that you’ll eat even if you don’t feel like it.. your brain is tricking your body that you don’t want food even when you need it... your health is important, ya know?”

your mouth slighted opened before turning pressing your lips together, that surprised you

it seemed so out of character for draco malfoy to be so.. caring?

it was like there’s this whole side to him that you didn’t know

maybe you should try to reach for apple that professor trelawney told you about

maybe you should try to see if that apple is truly sweet or if it’s sour

it doesn’t hurt to try.. right?

you fiddled with your fingers before looking up at draco and gave him a smile, though you felt a little self-conscious about it 

“I promise..”

it was like a whole new world opened for draco

he has seen you smile but he’s never received a smile from you 

after seeing you smile, he swore to himself that he’ll be that person to protect that smile 

no words were needed; he handed you the apple and opened his book to chapter 20

you noticed that while you were helping him study, draco really didn’t need your help at all 

but you didn’t say anything about it

that was until professor pince told you two needed to leave the library; it was already close to midnight

“damn we were in there for a while, huh?” 

you two were gathering your things; constantly grazing each others’ hands but ignoring the lovey-dovey tension

“it’s your fault, draco.. we could’ve finished this study sess earlier if you look at your notes instead of looking at me the whole time..” 

draco smiled; that was the first time he’s ever heard you call him by his first name

you and draco were making your way out of the library

he was holding your things for you; he insisted that you had a long day and that he’d be a gentleman and hold them for you

“I thought I told you y/n..” draco bent down to look at you eye to eye, “I’m a visual learner”

this whole time you thought you were suppressing the natural reaction to blush but it was only because the library was cold and dim  

he could clearly see that you were blushing and he felt like he just won the quidditch championships

you looked away and started to grab your things from him in a hurry out of embarrassment 

“anyways.. I noticed that you really didn’t need me to help you study.. so what was all of this about?” 

you made sure to hide your tomato face from him 

you stopped in your tracks when you didn’t hear his footsteps next to you

“isn’t it obvious, y/n?”

his question made you turn around

“I wanted to spend time with you.. I’ve noticed you for a while and I’ve always wanted to-”

“so this is what you were up to, draco..” you both heard blaise coming around the corner with the rest of the slytherin gang

“is this your victim this time? you could’ve just told us!” theo echoed the same amount of mischief as blaise 

“I’mdefinitelyprettythanher...” pansy muttered under her breath

all of those comments made your heart drop into your stomach

“WHAT ARE YOU GUYS EVEN TALKING ABOUT? FUCK OFF!” 

his friends ruined this moment for him and he didn’t know if he could dig himself out of this hole

he used to go for girls who would give anything to be with him and it was only to forget the fact that you were with bloody potter 

they were just there to distract him from your relationship with potter at the time

he wasn’t that guy anymore because now he has a chance with you, this was his only chance

because if he fucked this up, he’ll never have the chance with you 

“am I just another one of those girls to you?” 

those words were heavy on his heart; he felt like he couldn’t breath

you weren’t those other girls; you were different

it was never about them, it was always about you

you made him feel like he could be a better person 

as a better person, he wanted to cherish you and protect your smile

and now that smile was no where to be found

your voice was soft enough for only draco to hear but the others got the gist of what you said

“I bet ya draco only went after for her because he heard that she didn’t like him..” goyle wanted to add onto the banter 

crabbe continued to throw the fuel to the fire, “saw her as a challenge, I bet”

you didn’t want to hear anything else

that was all you needed to hear that figure out that any apple from draco malfoy was going to be sour anyways 

so why did you even consider trying in the first place?

you scoffed at their attempt to try to get you to cry and run down the hall like all the other girls that were heartbroken by draco 

“you all must be daft.. even if malfoy did see me as a challenge and wanted to pursue me.. doesn’t mean that I’d give him the time or day..”

you glared at all of them in the eyes, “I just had some extra time to spare to help out a classmate.. besides if you all need any help with your classes, which I’m sure you do, just let me know.. I’d be so glad to help out my dim-witted classmates..”

that made a lot of them pretty mad, “did you just call us dumb?” pansy shrieked, “you filthy half-blood!”

you gave her a half-hearted smile, “I may be a half-blood but at least, I’m not dumb..”

that made some of them raise their wands at you until draco came in between them and you

that made them lower their wands

he was filled with rage and all of his friends realized that they all just made a huge mistake

but before anyone could say anything, you just walked away 

you didn’t need anyone protecting you 

you could fend for yourself 

and if you could walk away from a situation, you would

you didn’t need to get into a wand fight to prove a point, let alone a physical one 

you didn’t need these uptight, dumb rich kids ruining your education 

“HEY I WAS TALKING TO YOU!” pansy tried to run after you with her wand but draco grabbed it out of her hand

“leave. her. alone. or I’ll make you... that goes for every one of you”

draco threw her wand across the hall and ran after you 

none of his friends said anything

“maybe we shouldn’t have jumped into conclusions..” blaise said as he noticed how troubled his friend really was with his emotions for you

theo attached himself to blaise’s hip, “yeah it’s all pansy’s fault that draco is mad at us now..”

as the group of slytherins’ bickering was fading into darkness, draco was sweating trying to find you and fix this problem 

he was crazy about you and he wanted you to see that he really did have feelings for you, real feelings 

all of that hard work he put in during the study session were flushed down the drain

he knew that you didn’t like him at first 

he knew that you didn’t fawn over him like those other girls 

why would he pursue someone that he knows doesn’t like him?

he can’t control his feelings

he can’t control how his heart feels when he brushes pass you in a busy hallway

or how it feels when he sees you in the same class as him 

or how it feels when he hears you laugh 

he saw you make your way to the astronomy tower and he follows suit 

draco stops in his tracks when he hears you throw your bag to the ground and start crying

if his heart was cracked earlier, it’s completely shattered now

“stupid girl... it’s not like you ever liked him anyways.. your mind is tricking you that you like him... if there is such thing as love, I don’t wanna taste it.. I’m just so afraid... so why...” 

you were fighting with yourself; crying into your sleeves and talking out loud

“..so why am I fighting these feelings I have for bloody draco lucius malfoy...”

“feelings are weird like that, huh..”

like all the times before, you didn’t need to look behind you to hear who that voice belonged to 

“go away, malfoy”

but you really didn’t want him to 

and he didn’t 

draco sat next to you but there was a significant amount of space between you two 

“I want to apologize on the behalf of my friends’ actions and words and-”

“-and for playing me?” you cut him off, “you should get yourself an acting career..”

no matter how sincere he sounded, you figured that he’s just used to acting like it 

“and for not telling them how I really felt about you..”

you were so confused, you ended up looking up at him; not caring about your current appearance

your appearance made draco come closer, out of concern for you

he cupped your face but you didn’t have enough strength at the moment to push him away, you only had enough strength to not look at him 

your eyes were red from the crying, runny nose sniffing every second and brows furrowed not with irritation but furrowed with utter sadness

“y/n.. please answer me.. are you okay?”

“okay!?” you pulled his hands off of your face

“no, if you can’t tell by my puffy, teary-eyed face. I’m NOT okay! I’m not okay with having my feeling played with like a puppet! I’m not okay because the moment I felt like I could trust you, I found out that I was just one of your collection of other girls that played victim to your little sick game and-”

draco suddenly took one of your hand and put it over his chest

“would my heart be beating this fast for a girl I didn’t care about?” his voice was soft but stern 

the adrenaline made you lash out your inner thoughts; you took a breath to try to return back into your calm, cool and collect self

“you could be faking it,” you replied 

he got up immediately, “then I’ll go steal veritaserum from snape’s private collection to prove to you!”

if you didn’t physically hold the determined draco back, he would’ve dashed down the tower and actually go steal the truth serum 

“why would you risk yourself for that?! don’t you know that you could get detention or even expelled-” 

“because, y/n, I want to prove to you that I really.. truly like you.. ever since I sat next to you in charms class, I always thought you were no one I’ve ever met..”

“the first time you sat next to me in charms class? that was our first year...” 

your grasp on his arm loosened and you gave him the chance to voice his inner thoughts

“yeah.. you were smart but you didn’t act like a know-it-all like granger.. or make it your whole personality like all of those ravenclaws.. you were always nice to everyone and anyone but you never let anyone walk over you.. I was so happy I got a chance to talk to you because I enjoyed our conversations in the library.. you made me feel like I could be  my 100% self.. I always thought that if you could get sorted into any house and you would do extremely well anywhere you went... and also...”

draco brought his hand up to “wipe” his nose to hide the blush that was blooming onto his face

“also?” your curiosity was peaked 

“also you were just about the prettiest girl in our class.. our whole school even..”

“but I’m a half-blooded Hufflepuff..”

“none of that matters.. I just like you for you.. every moment I have with you makes my feelings for you grow fonder.. I just hope that, that’s enough for you..”

you sniffled a little laugh through your stuffy nose, “draco lucius malfoy.. you really are full of surprises..”

you looked up at him through your damp lashes

the moonlight was shining onto his platinum blonde hair

his eyes held that twinkly baby blue sliver of hope

hoping that you would be able to give him a chance 

“if I give you a chance, am I going to regret it?” 

“if you gave me a chance, I’d do everything in my power to never ask for a second chance...”

you really pondered at his words and professor trelawney’s prophecy 

“I swear to merlin, draco if you do-”

“you can hex me, send a bludger my way or even use any unforgivable curses on me!” he had his hand over his heart as if he was pledging himself to you 

you took the hand that was over his heart and just held it tight, “let’s not have it get to that point..”

draco was so happy he wanted to kiss you

his eyes were wavering at where to kiss you

would it be too much to kiss you on the lips?

what if he kisses you on the cheek and he misses and kisses your nose?

would it be okay to kiss your nose? 

he was so distracted with his thoughts that he didn’t notice you get on your tippy toes to kiss him on the lips 

draco’s smile grew and he pulled you closer to him so that he could kiss you better under the moonlight

although these new feelings were unripe and green, they still tasted sweet on your lips 

The end.

[part one] [part two]

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