The Yule Ball Part II // Draco Malfoy

“hello there! can i please request yule ball pt. II and Harry tries so hard to kiss her and then she gets really drunk and then unconsciously kisses him back? i love your blog sO MUCH”

things took a little bit of a different turn i hope thats okay! let me know if you enjoy it and please feel free to request me anything you’d like me to write about.

As the night went on, thing’s got a little more hazier. Someone had spiked the drinks with whiskey which surprisingly had gone unnoticed by the chaperones tonight. The more I consumed the alcoholic beverages, the more I became a little loose. I never noticed Draco’s eyes watching my every move, making sure no boy, especially Harry, get too close to me. I pulled Ginny closer to me whilst dancing, swinging my hips to one of the popular songs performed by The Weird Sisters. We danced with a couple of other Gryffindor girls before Ginny decided to take a break and sit the next song out. I gasped when I saw Harry walk past me, grabbing his hand and pulling him close to me.

“You’re the star of the show tonight Mr Potter and you’ve barely been on the dance floor.” I chuckled at him, sliding my arms around his shoulders. I didn’t noticed his cheeks go red as the lights in the hall dimmed down a little. 

“You look very beautiful tonight, not that you don’t look beautiful every other day but tonight, specifically, with your nice dress and all. I,” Harry rambled on nervously and I laughed at him in the process which confused him. 

“Thank you, for the hundredth time.” I whispered, feeling my head spin but still feeling like I’m on cloud nine. Harry leaned in a little closer to my face. “Oh shit!” I yelled, and he immediately pulled back shocked. “I was supposed to fix Mione’s hair and makeup! Harry stay put, I’ll be right back.” And I dashed to the restrooms to find her. 

I entered the ladies room, finding her panicking over her hair which had frizzed up a little. 

“There you are! I’ve been waiting for ages!” She frantically yelled. “Look at my hair, it’s a birds nest!” 

“Calm down ‘Mione, I’ve come to your rescue.” I unclipped the pins and redid her hair, but this time looking much more neater. “Turn to me.” I instructed and she complied. I blotted her face with some dry paper towels. “Done.” I smiled at her, stumbling over as she hugged me. 

“Are you intoxicated?” She asked. 

I shrugged, turning to the mirror to see the horror of my own face. “Ew, I really looked like this all night?” 

“Don’t be silly Y/N, you look absolutely drop dead gorgeous. All the boys seem to think so as well.” She winked at me and I rolled my eyes at her. “Thank you so much again.”

“What are best friends for? Now go find your man and flaunt him off to everyone.” She shook her head laughing at me, leaving the restrooms. I fixed up my face and hair a little before making my way out to the hall. I found Potter sitting down with Ron and made my way up to him. “I refuse to let you sit down all night Potter, now get up and dance with me.” I said sneaking up behind him, causing him to jump. “Come on!” He reluctantly stood up, grabbing my hands. “Want a drink?” I asked him and he shook his head. I grabbed a cup and downed the content and pulled him to the dance floor with me. He stopped in his tracks and I turned around to look at him. 

“I was thinking actually, want to go outside for some fresh air?” He asked nervously and I nodded. 

“Actually, that would be good.” 

We exited the hall and found a a few students outside hanging around, some even making out in public. I had stumbled a little but Harry didn’t see it. “So.” He started off, looking at me. I felt my head get a little heavier and somehow kept seeing Draco’s face on Harry’s body. I shook my head to clear those thoughts. He stepped closer to me, taking my hands. I giggled at nothing, and he laughed also. Oh Draco, you look so cute tonight, I thought to myself. He leaned in to me and I kissed him, noticing his lips weren’t the same lips I love to kiss. 

“Get the fuck away from her, Potter.” I heard in my head, which sounded a lot like Malfoy’s voice. Which is weird, am I not kissing him right now? My eyes were closed as I felt him being pulled away from me. 

“Excuse me?” I heard, which clearly weren’t voices in my head. I opened my eyes, which took a little to adjust to my surrounding environment. My vision finally cleared up and was met by Potter and Malfoy standing face to face, both looking livid. 

“You heard me, Potter.” Draco spat out. “Leave.” Oh boy. 

“What the hell is your problem, Malfoy. This is none of your business -” Harry was cut off by a punch to the face from Malfoy. I screamed which attracted attention as Ron and Dean appeared by Harry’s side in a flash. 

Ron went to hit Malfoy but was stopped by Dean, who was shaking his head furiously at him. “Don’t do it Ron, you’ll get expelled for this.” 

“You’re going to pay for this Malfoy.” Ron spat out at him and Malfoy stalked off, unaffected by Ron’s threat. “What the fuck just happened?” He turned to me, instead of answering him I ran off after Malfoy.

“Draco, wait.” I called out to him but he didn’t stop. I ripped off my heels and ran after him. “Malfoy!” I yelled out and he stopped in his tracks and turned to me. If looks could kill, I would be dead, no doubt. “I’m, I”

“Sorry?” He maliciously let out a laugh. 

“I thought he was you” I tried reasoning with him but I sounded stupid. “It meant nothing.” 

“I don’t need to hear that shit, Y/L/N.” 

“Draco, listen I’m not lying. I got confused and mixed you two up, I had too much to drink.” I dropped my head into my hands, feeling dizzy. 

“Are you okay?” He asked, his facial expression changing to concern. 

“I feel sick.” I groaned, then gasped as Draco lifted me up bridal style. I rested my head onto his chest, trying to think of things that would prevent me from throwing up right then and there. 

I didn’t realise he had taken me to the Slytherin common room and up to his dorm when he placed me on his bed and handed me one of his pyjama button down shirt. He helped me out of my dress and into his shirt. I crawled under his blanket and let my head, which felt like it weighed a ton, fall onto the pillow. He finally came to bed with me after changing, turning off the light and freeing the curtains on his four poster bed. He lightly touched my face and played with my hair. 

I sighed to myself. “You really hit a person because of me?” 

“I wasn’t lying when I said I would lose control of myself.” He shrugged. 

“I know.” I whispered. 

“You make me go crazy sometimes.” He said, half smiling. 

“What if you get into huge trouble? 

“We’ll worry about that tomorrow. You look very tired, go to sleep.” He kissed my forehead and wrapped his arms around my body. I fell asleep instantly. 

Mudblood // Draco Malfoy

can i request a draco malfoy imagine where reader WAS his best friend before he called her mudblood and he loses her but he is too stubborn to apologise and because of that the reader befriend the golden trio and draco gets jealous because of he have feelings for the gryffindor/reader. 

Draco unwarily stared at Y/N from across the Slytherin table, sitting in between Granger and Weasley and across from Potter. She was laughing at Weasley as pumpkin juice accidentally shot out of his nose. He watched her carefree expression, her laughter ringing in his ears although she sat tables away from him. 

“This one tastes like blueberry!” Y/N giggled excitedly after she hesitantly bit into another Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Bean. They sat outside during their lunch break together, playing around with the box of sweets his parents had sent him. It was her second time experiencing the very strangely accurate flavoured beans and each time she managed to get lucky.

“Ugh!” Draco spat his out of disgust while Y/N doubled over in laughter. “I think I got a bogey flavoured one.” He whined as he wiped his tongue over and over with the back of his hand. “How come you keep getting the good ones.” He pouted.

Y/N continued to laugh at his facial expression, Draco watching her with a small smile on his face. He playfully rolled his eyes at her. “It’s almost time for class. We should go.” Draco announced as he stood up from the grass they sat on and extended his hand out for her, which she gladly took as she still giggled. “What do you have now?” he asked. 

“History of Magic. You?” She replied. “Charms.” He felt disappointed that he didn’t share his next class with his best friend. She nodded as they walked towards the castle together. “Can you keep a secret?” Draco questioned her, although knowing he can trust her. “Of course.” She giggled. “I’m the new seeker for my Quidditch house.” He revealed to her proudly. “And my dad’s getting my team new brooms too! Nimbus 2001.” “Wow really Draco, that’s amazing!” She beamed, putting her short arm around him and squealed out of excitement. Although she didn’t fully understand the concept of the different types of broom models yet, she was still happy for him.  Y/N’s warm eyes met his from across the Gryffindor table, frowning perplexedly as she watched him stare at her with a blank face. His poker face slowly turned into a scowl as hers turned into sadness. He instantly felt regretful as he watched her hurt face turn away and fake a smile to her friends. He left the Slytherin table almost immediately. Whether or not he’d like to admit to himself, he couldn’t bear seeing his Y/N around the people he despised the most. But he despised himself more for inflicting hurt onto Y/N like this. ‘She should be with me.’ He thought. He stopped in his tracks for a brief second and shook his head. ‘No. she’s a traitor.’  

Potions class was his next class, which also was Y/N’s. He nodded at Zabini and Goyle as he took his usual seat beside them. His seat had the perfect view of where Y/N sat, although he never knew whether to be pleased or annoyed about it. More than often, Y/N would catch Draco’s glances towards her. As much as Y/N tried to convince herself that she loathes Draco Malfoy, she knew deep down she couldn’t. A part of her remains hopeful that Draco will turn his attitude around and apologies to her. But it was wishful thinking, she knew how stubborn and impulsive he is. Heck, everyone in the whole school knew that. 

And no matter how hard she tries to move on from the past, she could never forget the day when Draco’s harsh words had cost them their friendship.

Y/N followed her classmates down the hill, cautiously holding her copy of Monsters of Monsters Book by Edwardus Lima. She gasped as she witnessed the book viciously attack Neville, her worried eyes meeting her friend who was laughing at him.

“Neville, you’re supposed to stroke the book!” She called out to him. As she was too busy trying to help Neville, she didn’t hear the impolite comment Draco made towards Harry and his friends.  “... Shut up Malfoy.” She distinctly heard Harry say from behind her, which caught her attention and turned away from Neville. Her attention then turned to Draco who snickered at Harry before his face dropped so quickly and stared past him with a shocked facial expression. “Dementor, dementor!” He shouted whilst pointing which caused everyone, including her, to immediately turn around out of horror, frightening Harry the most.   The Slytherins broke out into laughter, inflicting anger towards the Gryffindors. Y/N knew the loathness Draco felt towards Harry and vice versa, though she never understood why as she never got involved in the conflict between them. She felt disappointment and distaste about Draco’s inappropriate joke, not finding any humour in it at all.    “Cheap joke Malfoy.” Y/N spoke out harshly as she glared at Draco. That was also the first time she ever referred to Draco by his surname. Everyone’s attention was suddenly on her. “Oh, and I suspect you’ve got a better joke up your sleeve? You little mudblood.” Draco spat out as he stood closer to her. Y/N felt her heart drop and tears instantly fill her eyes. At the time, she hadn’t possessed the bravery she had today. Just when she was starting to overcome her timidness, the person who she considered her best friend knocked down at lot of her confidence. She felt impotent and intimidated by him.  Although that day it was clear she had lost a friend, she gained three new ones and has been inseparable from them ever since.  

Overcome with sorrow, Y/N frowned at the unpleasant and unforgettable memory. At night, she had countlessly gone over the scenario in her head as to how she wished she could’ve handled the situation, instead of embarrassing herself in front of him by crying. During the duration of their friendship, Draco had opened up and unveiled a side of him that no one will ever witness. His vulnerable side. She sometime wishes she could see that side of him again.

The hatred between the pair is just as strong as their love for each other. Draco could never admit to himself that he holds a soft spot for Y/N in his heart, because it was overshadowed by his resentment towards her.

Her association ‘golden trio’ alone caused him to become so spiteful towards her. How could she ever betray him like that and befriend his enemies? He couldn’t stomach the relationship she had with them. It caused him so much jealousy without realising it himself. 

“Y/N... Y/N!” Y/N turned to Hermione who had wore a puzzled expression. “You’ve been distracted the entire class. Are you okay?” She asked concerned.

“Yeah ‘Mione, I’m fine.” She waved her off. 

The trio realised Y/N wasn’t her usual self, so they attempted to cheer her up whilst brewing their potions. Draco become noticeably snappy towards his fellow Slytherins each time he heard Y/N laugh. 

“What’s got your knickers in a bloody knot?” Zabini questioned him as he stirred the contents in his cauldron. Draco ignored him, trying his best not to look up from his potion. The last thing he wanted was to see her and them laughing together. 

Y/N had gotten out of her seat to get more powdered moonstones from the cupboard near the back of the room because Ron had accidentally poured all the content into his potion, which caused it to bubble up and overspill. 

"Probably thinking of ways to get Potter and his friends into trouble with Umbridge.” Goyle carelessly spoke out loud. 

“Shut it Goyle.” Draco retorted a little too loudly, gaining the attention of Y/N as she walked past his table. She watched him as she grabbed another jar, Draco finally lifting his chin up and accidentally locking his gaze with her.  

“Take a picture Y/L/N.” He spat at her. 

“You know, there’s no reason for you to get all hostile, Malfoy.” She responded confidently. 

“There is a reason if you’re going to keep staring at me all day.” He said glaring at her. 

“I’m not the one who keeps staring.” And with that, she strode off to her table. Her response had left Draco startled. His friends snickered at him but he immediately sent them a glare which shut them up for the rest of the class.

For once, Y/N felt like she had the upper hand. She felt pleased with herself for not letting Draco's words affect her so her mood had turned around. She had also done really well with her potion, earning 10 points to Gryffindor. 

At the end of class Y/N glanced over at Draco one last time, and thought to herself how she doesn’t recognise him anymore. He’s become a completely different person and she’s glad she is no longer friends with a negative person like him.  

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