Hogwarts Library

Promise 

 Y/N - your name 

 Y/F/N - your female friend's name 

Potions Class

Y/N - your name

Y/N POV

It was a long day. Trasfiguration test, Double Potions, and Detention with Snape. There was only one good thing that came out of all of that and that was seeing Draco. You both sat next to each other in Potions. Draco and you were, not dating, but flirting, a lot. It was clear that you both liked each other a lot, but you were a Gryffindoor, so naturally all of the other slytherins hated you. That was fine because nothing could stop you and Draco from flirting.

You walked quietly through the halls with the sound your heels clicking echoing through the corridor. As you passed the doors to the Great hall, you spotted a platinum blonde boy, it was Draco. You glanced over at the figure. He appeared to be smirking when he said, “Hey Y/N” 

You smirked in his direction and winked, while continuing to walk down the hall, not giving Draco a second look, you couldn’t look desperate. Playing hard to get was a hobby of yours. 

You arrived at the gryffindoor common room, walked to your dorm, wrote an essay and went to sleep, more ready for potions tomorrow than ever.

You woke up early this morning to make sure you looked absolutely perfect. You weren’t one to wear makeup, but decided this was a special occasion. You wore red lipstick, intense winged eyeliner, and there were no flaws in your skin. After leaving your dorm, the day seemed to go at turtle speed. It was a Friday, and it was a hogsmead weekend, and, most obviously, you couldn’t wait to see Draco. 

Finally it was your last class of the day, Potions. Before you walked into class, you stopped in the bathroom to make sure your makeup and hair was perfect, and it was, but before you left you sprayed on a bit more perfume. Than you clicked out of the bathroom and down the hall and into potions. You were 5 minutes early, so you got the ingredients that were on the list that was written on the board. Draco was the last to arrive, and when he got there you had all the ingredients set out on the desk. Draco walked over to your desk mindlessly, he appeared to be in deep thought. “Oh hey, Y/N”

“You okay, Draco?” You said sweetly, batting you eyelashes as you spoke.

“I...uh yeah” he stuttered.

You and Draco brewed the potion, but he was more distant and quiet that unusual. You had abandoned your flirty attitude and were just being yourself. You even put you hair up in a pony tail, A because potion making is hot, and B because you despised having you hair down. 

You and Draco had finished the potion, successfully and 15 minutes early. After putting everything away, Draco rushed out of class. You didn’t rush, but left 1 minute after Draco. Your shoes clicked down the hall and you heard a door open a a voice call after you. “Y/N!” 

“Oh hey Draco.” You said softly.

In a rushed tone he said, “Youlookedreallyprettytodayandiwasgoingtoaskyouinpotions butiwaswonderingigyouwantedtogotohogsmeadwithmetomorrow?”

“I’m sorry? You asked 

“Do you want to go to hogsmead with me tomorrow?” His face was filled with fear.

The Potions Test

The Potions Test 

Y/B/F - your best friend (female; in ravenclaw)

Y/F/B - your favorite book

Y/N- your name

You sat in the syltherin common room with your feet slung over the arm of the comfy couch reading Y/F/B, which happens to be your favorite book ever. There was only one thing that could make this moment more perfect, and that you be your best friend/crush, Draco Malfoy. You had been friends since first year, but he seemed so much more distant this year. It could be that Potter was in the tri-wizard tournament and he was jealous, or it could be that you are friendly with people with all houses, regardless of blood status, you were a pureblood yourself, but could care less.  You accepted Draco not wanting to be close anymore. Yeah it hurt, losing your best friend, but it must have been for the best. Now you could have a crush on him and not feel guilty that you were ruining the friendship. You sat reading for a few more minutes before getting up from the couch, shoving your book into your bag, and wondering our of the common room to head to the library.

Once you arrived in the library you spotted your best friend, Y/B/F, she was a half-blood, but you loved her all the same. “Hey, Y/B/F” you said as you pulled a chair up next to her.

“Look who finally left the dungeon,” She commented sarcastically, “Come to study for the test tomorrow?”

“What test?” You asked with a nervous tone.

“Potions, you know, your worst subject, and if you fail you won’t be passing, and no you cannot borrow my notes, I don’t even have them with me.” 

“Dammit, I forgot, I have to run back to the dungeons, give me 15 minutes.”

You quickly walked out, having no regard for anyone else in the halls. You nearly knocked over a couple of slow first years. You were practically sprinting down the thin hallway in the direction of the slytherin common room. You were spaced out, so much so that you ran into another person, knocked them over, and managed to fall on top of them. “Oh my God, I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to,” you stuttered as you sat up grabbing for you bag, not even realizing that the person you had fallen on was none other than, your crush, Draco Malfoy. 

“No, no, my bad, I should have gotten out of your way, I could see you were in a rush,” Draco said slowly, as he stood up, offering you his hand up.

You looked up, grabbed his hand, and stood up just as your eyes met Draco’s glimmering grey ones, “Sorry Draco, big potions test tomorrow.”  You said, voice lowering with every word. This is the first time you had talked to Draco in weeks, “I should probably go gra-”

You were cut off my Draco smashing his lips into yours, you kissed back, you thought it was a dream. Draco, your old best friend, kissed you, no warning. After several moments, you pulled apart. “What the hell Draco?” you said laughing. 

“What?’ he asked seriously.

“You ignore me all year and we bump into each other and you kiss me? I really don’t get you,” you laughed some more.

“I couldn’t risk our friendship, I’ve had a crush on you for years, but it became to much so I had to stay away.”

Eyes and Smiles

Y/N - your first name

Y/E/C - your eye color

Y/H/C - your hair color 

Y/N’s POV

You sprinted down the hallway, laughing uncontrollably with your 2 best friends, Fred and George Weasley. Your group turned the corner in the direction of the gryfindoor common room and you all enter in seconds. This was the after math of a prank, running for 10 minutes, and hiding in the common room as a sanctuary for a couple of hours. You sat on the couch in between Fred and George, and you were content, it felt like this is where you belonged. 

You all had been best friends long before first year. Your parents had gone to Hogwarts together and been rather good friends. You spent weeks over summer holiday at the burrow with the twins. You were pretty anti-social, unless you were with the twins. They gave you a vibe that you could do whatever you wanted and they wouldn’t judge. So spending time with them so much turned you into a outgoing prankster. You loved the twins, as brothers, well George was like your brother, but you had a massive crush on Fred. His huge smile made your heart melt, and that look in his eyes paired with the smirk he had when he got an idea for a new prank made your heart skip a beat. He was the one you loved, but you couldn’t tell him that. It would ruin the friendship. Things would get all awkward, and you would lose both your best friends because Fred and George were inseparable.  

Fred’s POV 

After some running we finally arrived back to the sanctuary of the gryfindoor common room. I sat on the couch, followed by my twin, George, and Y/N, the most beautiful girl in the whole school. Whenever she looks at me with those Y/E/C I melt on the inside, and the way the light reflects off of her Y/H/C hair I can feel my heart skip a beat. I think I’m in love, but I can’t tell her, it would make things awkward, and I would lose my best friend. But I may have kinda sorta accidentally told George about my little crush. I’m so screwed.

Y/N’s POV

“You know what, it’s been a long day for me, and I have a transfiguration quiz to study for, I think I’m going to turn in for the night,” George said with a devilish grin sprawled across his cheeks. You were going to protest about how it was only 6:30, but the ginger had already disappeared up the stairs. 

Now it was just you and Fred, the common room was empty except for you two because everyone was still at dinner. You look up at Fred as he opens his mouth to talk at top speed, “Look Y/N I really like you, like the way your eyes sparkle and how your hair glows and I know were like really close friends and I don’t wanna ruin this but I need to ask you, do you wanna go get butterbeer sometime?” his voice got higher and higher pitched as he spoke.

Night on the Tower

Eyes and Smiles

It was late at night, maybe midnight, you were walking back to the griffindoor common room from a rather awful detention with Professor Umbitch. She made you “write lines” so naturally it left a scar on your hand that read “I must not set off fireworks at breakfast”. Personally one of your favorite pranks. You weren’t feeling sleep, you were under too much stress, so you walked to one of your favorite places, the Astronomy tower. It was so peaceful up there, your mum loved the stars, she taught you all the constellations when you were young, but unfortunately she passed away some time ago, you were only 8. When you looked up at the stars it calmed you, because you felt your mothers presence, although it has been nearly 9 years. When you arrive there you lean against a railing, and stared at the stars. It felt like minutes, what might have been hours, and than you heard foot steps behind you. You don’t bother turning around, no one would ever be up at this hour. It had to have been at least 3 am at this point. Eventually you feel a figure appear at your side, you turn and see one of your best friends, Fred Weasley. Him and his twin brother, George, have been your best friends since first year. You all pulled pranks together and you all played for the house qudditch team. They were beaters, but you were a chaser. You all had been so close, you usually go to the burrow for winter holiday, since mum died.