Pretty Girl ; Draco Malfoy
inspired by “pretty girl” by maggie lindemann
“For a Hufflepuff, (Y/N), you’re pretty strong.”
She huffed and shut her Everything, Everything book with a snap. She then looked up to see those grey eyes she hated, and that irritable smirk he formed.
“And what is your point, Malfoy?”
The boy with his blonde hair slicked back let out a chuckle, though he was rather nervous- he was trying not to show it. “My point is-”
He leaned forward and her breath hitched, “You’re different. And I like that.”
She returned to her book and Draco’s arrogant smirk fell from his face; did he fucked up everything?
“Wait, no, (Y/N)-”
“What are you trying to say exactly?” She rolled her eyes, “I don’t have time for you. If this is for you to say something about my-” she looked at her book, “Muggle novels then I had enough. If this is about my shoes-” she looked at her shoes, “Those are called Adidas. If you please, Malfoy-” she looked back at him, “I have a book about a sick kid falling in love to read.”
He stood awkwardly in front of her as he tried numerous times to think of something to charm her- surely there was, something?
“Nice cover. The book, I mean.”
“Why are you still here?” she asked, a tone annoyance laced in her voice. “I thought I’ve made it clear that I have no mood whatsoever to talk to you.”
“Look-” he closed his eyes, “I know, that you hate me-”
“Yes, right, but, please, hear me out-” he took a deep breath, “Would you like to go on a date with me?”
He heard her laugh and felt his whole confidence came crashing down - what was he thinking?
“Who do you think I am, Malfoy?” she looked at him. “Some other girls? Do you think-” she gulped, “Do you think I’m that cheap?”
“No! Merlin, (Y/N), it’s not like that!”
“Is this some stupid dare you and your obnoxious Slytherins discussed? To date a Hufflepuff girl only to break her heart later? I’m not surprised. Even a Gryffindor have done the same thing.”
Draco stared into her eyes, “Who did that to you? Who broke your heart?”
“Like you care, Draco!” she expressed, “It’s Cormac McLaggen, if you’re wondering!- That stupid son of a bitch of a Gryffindor!”
“I’m-” he took a step nearer towards her, “I’m not Cormac, love. I’ll never be him. I’m just… I thought… you’re the prettiest girl my eyes have ever land on, (Y/N). I want to go out with you because… because I thought; being with someone as nice as you could change me to become a better person.”
“I just-” he stared at the floor, afraid to look into the pair of (E/C) orbs. “I like you, (Y/N). And I would so damn like to bring you out to The Three Broomsticks.”
It took her a few minutes to finally gave him her beautiful smile that gave him the butterflies, the one that got him weak.
“I’ll wait in front of the Hufflepuff common room. Tomorrow, at 6.”
“Tomorrow? Aren’t we waiting until the next trip?”
“I like some adventure,” she shrugged, “Don’t you?”
“Once again, (Y/F/N), you surprised me.”