#draco feels

[princesse-de-ravenclaw]

That Tosser

Request: A Draco x reader? Draco and the reader are friends and likes the reader but doesn’t know how to tell her, but the reader has a diary and also secretly likes Draco too so she writes in the diary about it. Draco is a little nosy one day and snoops in the diary. He only reads one page about who the reader likes but no name is mentioned so he gets really jealous. He tries to woo the reader in hope her feelings will change until he admits he read her diary and they confess that they like each other.

Word Count: 1,594

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Getting Draco to actually sit down and study was a difficult task, even for Y/N. So when she invited her best friend to her room to study for a Charms test, she didn’t expect him to be on time, let alone early. Draco arrived at Y/N’s dorm seven minutes before they were scheduled to meet, and Y/N, who didn’t expect him to take the study session seriously, was still on her way back from the showers. Draco was surprised to find that Y/N wasn’t there, but her roommates let Draco in as they slipped out to their evening plans. Draco sat down on Y/N’s bed for what felt like forever, but when he checked the time again, it had only been two minutes. He started to look around for something to do, and found a leather notebook on her nightstand. These must be her notes, he thought. He picked it up and flipped to a random page, and when he realized it was her journal, his curiosity got the best of him. Part of him was convinced that he wouldn’t find anything new in there, she was his best friend, she told him everything, didn’t she? But the other part of him, the overwhelming part, told him to keep reading. Why would she keep a journal if she tells me everything? There must be something in here that she hasn’t told me… he decided.

He flipped through the pages until he saw something that caught his eye. ~I’ve never felt this way before and it terrifies me. To feel so strongly for someone, to let them hold your happiness, it’s extremely frightening. I feel like I’ve become so dependent on him and that’s a dangerous thing. When you depend on people, you get hurt. I constantly try to remind myself of this, but I can’t help wanting to always be around him. He makes me happier than I’ve ever felt, and it’s exhilarating. I’ve always been on my own, and then he walked into my life and I couldn’t do anything to stop it…~  This took Draco by surprise. Y/N had feelings for someone? Why hadn’t she told him? Why wasn’t it him? Draco had been dropping hints that he felt more for her since the day he met her, but she wanted someone else? I’ll just have to up my game, Draco thought. Who is the bloke anyway? He pondered. He kept reading. ~and he’s so bloody attractive. How is it even possible for someone to look like that? I’m sure that I’ve never seen anyone that’s even close to how stunning he is~ Draco heard the door beginning to open and he quickly set the book back on Y/N’s nightstand and leaned down, pretending to fix his shoelace.

Y/N yelped when she opened the door to find him sitting on her bed. “Sorry, Love. Didn’t mean to frighten you,” Draco chuckled, standing up to greet his best friend with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “What was that for?” Y/N laughed, referring to the kiss. “Just missed you,” Draco shrugged as if it were something that happened all the time. “Alright,” Y/N said, confusion evident in her voice. “Let’s get to work then…” she grabbed her notes out of her bag on the floor and took a seat next to Draco on her bed. As Y/N started to go through her notes to decipher which spells needed the most practice, Draco scooted closer to her so that their legs and shoulders were touching. Y/N stopped flipping through the pages and turned to give him a questioning look. “What? I couldn’t see the notes,” Draco said innocently. “I could have moved them in between us?” Y/N suggested. “No, no, this is fine. What are we working on?” Draco asked casually. What in the bloody hell…? Y/N thought to herself.

Draco was still behaving strangely at breakfast the next morning. “Morning, love,” Y/N was greeted with an arm around her waist and a kiss to the top of her head. “Morning, Draco,” she replied slowly. “Sleep well?” He asked her. “Mhm,” Y/N nodded, deciding to stop worrying about what Draco was up to and focus on her breakfast and last minute studying for the test. That plan, however, went out the window very quickly, as Draco leaned his head onto her shoulder and placed his large hand on her lower back, rubbing gently with his thumb. “Wh-What are you doing?” Y/N pulled her head back to look at him, hoping her couldn’t hear the change in her breathing. “Just trying to help you relax, Kitten. You’re too stressed,” he reached his arm around to give her waist a gentle squeeze before returning his hand to her lower back. “Right,” Y/N squeaked, quickly turning her attention back to her notes, furiously flipping through the pages to find something, anything to distract her. “Just relax, Love. You’re going to do great,” Draco pecked her cheek. “I’ll relax after I pass this test, she muttered, trying her best to keep her eyes on her notes and away from Draco.

“There’s my girl! Top marks! I’m so proud of you!” Draco exclaimed as he barged into Y/N’s dorm, engulfing her into a hug and spinning her around. “And I might add that second highest marks go to me,” he added as he set her down. “Well look at you, smarty pants!” Y/N laughed, feeling relieved that Draco seemed to be back to his normal self. “And you were so worried about it,” Draco teased, plopping down onto Y/N’s bed. “It’s not like I worried for no reason! It was bloody difficult!” Y/N exclaimed, falling backwards onto the bed next to him. Just as Y/N was thinking about how nice it was to have her Draco back, not whatever persona he had been putting on the last day or so, she felt Draco’s arm snake around her waist and pull her into his chest. “That’s enough,” She huffed, sitting up.

“What is going on with you?” She asked, scooting to the other end of the bed and siting cross-legged. “I’m sure I have no idea what you’re taking about,” Draco shrugged. “Draco, you’ve been acting like a completely different person since last night. What’s your deal?” Y/N asked, tired of feeling so nervous around her best friend. Suddenly, Draco’s mood went from playful to irritated. “Well maybe if you’d bloody open your eyes for once, I wouldn’t have to spell it out for you,” he snapped. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Y/N snapped back, standing up and crossing her arms over her chest. “I mean that I’ve been here all this time and some other bloke is still more important to you!” He berated, also jumping up off of the bed. “What in Merlin’s name are you talking about?” She yelled, absolutely perplexed. “I’m talking about the tosser you scribbled on and on about in your journal!” Draco blurted. “You read my journal?” Y/N shouted, it was her turn to fume now. “Well-I-I mean-You-” Draco tried. “Draco, have you ever heard of these things called boundaries? Because reading my personal journal is far past that line!” Y/N yelled. “I thought it was your notes!” He defended. “And then I opened it and saw your writing about that tosser-” “That tosser is you, you daft pillock!” Y/N shouted. “Well-wait, what?” Draco’ volume lowered drastically.

“Who else would it be? I spend literally all of my time with you? I wouldn’t have time to fall for anyone else even if I wanted to!” Y/N snapped. “Wait, love, okay, hold on. This is a big deal. Relax a little bit so we can talk about this,” Draco told her. “Do you not understand that what you did was a complete invasion of privacy?” She asked, completely baffled by his inability to grasp how serious this was to her. “You had absolutely no right to-” Draco leaped over to her and pressed his lips to hers, just long enough for her to cool down and kiss him back. “Will you bloody shut up for two minutes so that I can apologize and tell you I love you?” He laughed, resting his forehead against hers. Y/N pulled her forehead away from his and raised an eyebrow. “Go on,” She instructed with a dramatic sigh, earning a chuckle.

Draco cleared his throat before speaking,“ Y/N, Love, I am genuinely sorry I read your journal. I picked it up because I really did think it was our notes, and when I saw what you had written about, I got nosy. I was jealous, and I’m sorry.” “Oh, and also I love you, and I’ve been in love with you for years,” he added. Y/N raised an eyebrow. “Are you done?” She asked, sitting back down on her bed. “Yes, yes, I think so,” Draco nodded, taking a seat next to her. “Okay,” Y/N said slowly. “I love you, too. However, if you ever do anything like that again, I will hex you into next year,” Y/N told him. “Understandable,” Draco nodded once. “On a related note, can I call you my girlfriend?” Draco asked her. “Are you going to keep acting like a lunatic if I say yes?” Y/N quipped. “Not if I get to kiss you more often,” Draco smirked. “Then I guess I can handle that,” Y/N smiled and Draco pulled her in for another kiss before she dragged him under the covers. They spent the rest of the evening cuddling, with quiet laughs and soft, long overdue, kisses.

A/N: Thanks so much for requesting! I had a lot of fun writing this one, I hope you enjoy it! I love you guys so much, thanks for being so patient and supportive! ♡♡♡

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[princesse-de-ravenclaw]

I've had a super long day on set, is anyone up for a Draco talk???

[princesse-de-ravenclaw]

Actually, I think I wanna do a Draco Talk today. Send them in and I'll answer them throughout the day!♡

[aleistercrowleysnoww-blog]

For the character thingy, Draco Malfoy? :D

DRACO MALFOY ALRIGHT LET’S GO

character: hate them | don’t really care | like them | LOVE them | THEY ARE MY PRECIOUSSSS

ship with: Harry Potter ofc why is that even a question?

friendship them with: Blaise Zabini. let’s talk about their friendship pls

general opinions: I have so many Draco Malfoy feels bc he was around the same age when he joined the Death Eaters as Tom Riddle was when he literally murdered his family and Draco didn’t even want to kill anyonei j u s t

SEND ME A CHARACTER, I will luffle you forever <3

[poisonchocolatequake]

i need to go see a man about some apples

(x-posted here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/3917833/chapters/8783182)

Draco paced up and down the Slytherin Common Room.

There were words that needed to burst out of his mouth, but they kept dying in his throat.  Crabbe and Goyle had even stopped paying attention to him. They were playing a full-contact game of Exploding Snap.

He stared at them for a moment.

Neither of his friends were much to look at. This was something he had always known. It was not something he had long-considered - the attractiveness of his male companions - men in general -

Just then Blaise walked into the Common Room. Draco stared. He had such high cheekbones, and rather pretty eyes. Broad shoulders. A Slytherin. Almost, exactly what Draco would have chosen for himself.

If well - his choices seemed to be shifting like quicksand today -

Blaise of course, was watching Draco watch him, with a raised eyebrow. He bit down hard into a red apple and grinned at Draco, face smug.

“I don't suppose you know where they keep these apples,” he stated.

Draco stared at him for a long moment.

“Yes,” he replied, at last last. “Apples. I would like some apples.”

He jumped up and ran his hands through his hair. “I'm going to see a man about some apples right now.”

As he fled the Common Room, Draco thought he heard Pansy let out an indignant shout behind him. They had made plans to revise for Potions that evening.

Later, he told himself. Pansy ...Potions …. can wait.

Draco had been barreling towards the kitchens at a break neck speed. His like of thinking was that he would just - well - meander about - until he found him.

Malfoys don't meander, he scolded himself. Malfoys are bold that's why -

-and that of course is when he bowled over Granger who was waiting near the Great Hall for some reason.

She let out a furious shout, but Draco had already been scolded by her big Gryffindor face once that day. No one would want a repeat of that, so he just muttered, “Right, sorry Granger,” and continued rushing on towards … well …. there had to be refuge somewhere in this castle.

He wound up sitting on the  ledge of a high tower in a part of the castle he never went to, eating his apple and staring down at the lake. Draco stayed there until the stars came out.

The next part, shouldn't have been much of a surprise then.

As as he began to wander back to his dorm, a figure appeared from almost out of nowhere and shoved him up against a wall.

This occurrence may have been in fact, part of a master plan, percolating in Draco's mind, he had watched the stars come out.

“Where in Merlin's beard did you come from,” he wheezed.

The breath was knocked out of him, and he was too annoyed to move or fight back.  That is why he did nothing about the hands pinning his shoulders to the wall.

Harry just scowled at him.

“I know you're up to something Malfoy,” he hissed, face only an inch away from Draco's.

To Draco's horror, his heart started pounding. He could feel his blood rising to flush his face red. This really confirmed all his suspicions. In defeat, he let his head bang back against the stone wall.

“Why?” he demanded.

Harry of course, assumed this was a not-rhetorical question, and in actual fact, aimed directly at him.

“Why? Why did you knock over Hermione and then go hide for hours?”

“Why couldn't it have been Blaise,” Draco whispered to himself.

“What?”  Harry emphasized this question with a  shake and Draco realized Harry was speaking to him, thus Draco should probably cease speaking to himself.

“What have you done to Blaise?”

Harry's eyes narrowed with suspicion, but his hands were starting to relax on Draco's shoulders. Draco stared back into Harry's eyes, unflinching. He raised one hand and laid a soft touch against Harry's cheek.

“I haven't done anything to Blaise,” he whispered.

Harry's face was a mask of confusion. Emboldened, Draco continued brushing his hand along Harry's cheekbones, and Harry leaned in closer.

“What is it then Draco,” and Draco stared into his eyes.

They had been standing pressed against each other, almost chest to chest for awhile now, Draco realized. Well … fortune favors the bold.

"Let me show you," he whispered.

He leaned forward and pressed his lips against Harry's and … it was definitely a bit awkward. He banged into Harry's glasses and Harry seemed to kiss much more stiffly than Draco had imagined his kissing. Draco pressed closer, thinking he would try licking into that mouth, and Harry gasped. Encouraged, Draco tried to press much, much closer and his hands went to grasp Harry's shoulders.

That, was what made Harry go leaping backwards.

“What are you doing?”

His face reddened, his stance was one of familiar fury.

“Oh come off it,” snapped Draco, stung. “I'm not a horntail ended skrewt.”

Harry just gaped. It was, reflected Draco with no small unhappiness, starting to look attractive on him.

“That – that isn't funny! You – you can't!”  Harry waved his hands between them, and Draco decided to just raise an eyebrow.

“Malfoys can,” he decreed, with satisfaction.

Harry's face twisted into something ugly then. “Of course,” he snapped. “Same old Malfoy.”

With that, he whirled on his heel and left.

Draco sighed and rubbed his lips.

No of course,  he thought to himself, that would have been just too easy.

[poisonchocolatequake]

Draco’s first friend

Draco sitting in his room, very still, in the middle of the floor. There are shouts and hisses and bangs clanging through the walls. Already stiff, Draco feels his spine drawing up tighter when a familiar voice lets out a small wail. Clenched fists and he stares down at his hands, remembering his mother’s face when Rodolphus had leered at her the night before. Clear your mind, he heard Snape’s voice echo, clear your mind.

Late that night, after suffering through dinner with his lips clenched shut and his mind blank, Draco walks into the Manor’s kitchens. He waits until there is silence all through the house and then takes a few fresh apples and makes his way down to the basement. Alecto is there standing guard.

Arranging his face into a sneer he nods shortly at her then takes a bite of the apple.

“Here to gloat at the little bitch Draco?”

It’s a rhetorical question and her cackles aren’t swayed by his aloofness. He plods slowly down the stairs.

Luna’s hair is bright, even in the dim light of the basement. She’s humming a tuneless melody, and braiding and un-braiding her hair. Her right eye is purple and red, about to swell more before it heals. Stomach about to heave, he bites into the fruit, chewing noisily.

“…narlges,” whispers Luna into the dark. An odd sound escapes Draco’s mouth and he splutters a bit on the flesh of the fruit still in his mouth.

“I don’t mind you laughing at all,” says Luna quietly.

Draco hadn’t quite realized that that is what he had just done.

“…there are always much worse things that could happen.”

With a sigh, Draco walked closer to her. He let the apples down carefully, examined them for blemishes, then handed the reddest to Luna.

His heart was pounding. He had never felt so free.

Luna finished up the apple slowly, biting and chewing carefully. She handed back the core, and Draco slid it into the pocket of his coat.

“Well my friend,” she said in a stately manner, “I’d like it if you could bring the rest of us some nice fresh bread next time. The smell is always so enticing.“

Draco blinked at her a few times.

“I’m not sure if I’ve got any friends,” and the confession was so unbidden Draco felt himself flushing as red as the apple.

“Nonsense,” declared Luna, and her tone was firm. “He thinks about you all the time as well.”

Draco felt his heart stop.

“But I do wish these nargles would behave.”

[tobeleftoutinthedark]

i just want to take draco malfoy, wrap him up in a warm blanket, and give him a hug even though he wouldn't want it