This is a request from @pilindielofgondor I hope it’s okay its longer than I expected,
(SORRY it’s so late though, I had a family emergency)
I tried to do it in the third person, i’ve never written for Draco before, not properly anyway I’ve done some imagines, but nothing on this extent.
Pilindiel Gaunt is a transfer student, from Beaxbuton originally living in Spain. she is placed in Slytherin,
[WARNINGS] bullying.
Third-year had passed by so quickly, with all things considering. Transferring to a new school had been difficult at the beginning. The lessons alone were difficult, throw in the language barrier and Pilindiel Gaunt wanted nothing more than to quit. Thankfully the young girl had known a few students, threw her father, with his job at the ministry in Spain he had made plenty of connections, which made the move to England a little easier for Pilindiel. As much as she hated the dinners with the ‘purebloods’ it was handy for her to meet other students at Hogwarts. Most of which were in Slytherin too. For the first few months, Pilindiel would be hounded by other students curious about her heavy Spanish accent, all that quickly dwindled, the excitement of having a foreign student wore off, which was exactly what Pilindiel wanted. It was obvious that most of those who spoke to her were false, in offering their friendship, whether it be because of her dad, or where she was from. Thankfully she did make two genuine friends, Celeste and Judy.
The fourth year was no less eventful, and now it was the start of the fifth year. It was only the first week, and Pilindiel was already done, it felt as though work had doubled already. Which meant more time in the library, which was where she was now, wanting to work on her potions homework in peace, so before grabbing a sit, Pilindiel went in search for the right book to help her. As she was searching, she came across Neville Longbottom, who looked like he was struggling. Pilindiel couldn’t help notice the book that was open in front of him, it was Potions. Neville often struggled with potions, though she had a feeling it was more down to Professor Snape's teaching methods, rather than Neville’s inability. Pilindiel, thought a moment, before deciding to offer to help him.
“Uh, Neville, do you need a hand?” she asked, the poor Gryffindor was shyer than her and that was saying something. He looked up to her, thought a moment then nodded, so Pilindiel, took the seat beside him and talked him through it.
By the end, it seemed like Neville and a basic understanding of the work.
“Thank you” Neville smiled, Pilindiel could see a weight lift off his shoulders.
“If you need anything else let me know” She offered before leaving him, and heading back to her dorm, before she had reached the stairs though, Pansy Parkinson approached her.
“Saw you with Neville,” she said, her tone was mean as usual, when she spoke to Pilindiel, she really didn’t like the ‘new’ girl.
“I was helping him with his homework” Pilindiel replied softly.
“Why?” Pansy asked, in a snarky way.
“He needed help” Pilindiel continued. Pansy looked you up and down, and as she opened her mouth to say something else, Draco and his friends walked through the door. Pansy shut up and glared at Pilindiel then walked off. Leaving Pilindiel standing there a little confused, Pansy was never particularly nice to her, but this was quite harsh. Deciding not to dwell on it, Pilindiel continued onwards to her room.
A few days later, whilst walking to class, Draco, Pansy, and a few others were walking in front of Pilindiel, she couldn’t help overhear Pansy say something bad about her, but Draco stopped her, ‘Was he sticking up for me?’ Pilindiel thought. Pansy didn’t look happy with that and since that day Pansy had become much more hostile towards Pilindiel, making snide comments whenever she walked passed. Pilindiel had asked Celeste and Judy what was happening, their conclusion was jealousy. It was no secret Pansy had a crush on Draco, but Pilindiel couldn’t figure out why Pansy would be jealous, her and Draco barely talked.
A few months had passed since Pansy started bullying Pilindiel, she tried her best to ignore it, to not let it bother her, but it was getting harder and harder, Pilindiel tried her best to avoid Pansy. Pansy would even pick up on how her brown hair could be untameable, of course, it was nothing like Hermione’s but the wavy length would often become frizzy if it wasn’t taken care off, Pansy would even mention how pale she was, comparing her to beasts, but she particularly liked to pick on Pilindiel’s accent, though the Spanish girl could speak excellent English. One day all the bullying got too much, as soon as classes had finished Pilindiel took herself off to a quiet place to cry.
She had barely let the tears out when a voice called out to her, she recognised who it was, Draco. Pilindiel’s cheeks flushed red from embarrassment, someone had seen her cry.
“You okay?” he asked, sounding a little disgusted at first, but when Pilindiel turned round, his mood quickly changed.
“Uh, yeah, sorry” Pilindiel whispered. Draco frowned.~
“Well, uh excuse me” Pilindiel continued walking off and heading to her dorm.
She was so embarrassed that Draco had seen her crying, but days had passed and he hadn’t said anything to her. However, he did seem to be making an effort to sit with her more often, including her in conversations. Which was nice and awkward at the same time. Pilindiel wasn’t keen on Draco, the way he talked to people, especially the Weasley’s and Harry Potter, but after spending some time with him, Pilindiel realised he wasn’t that bad of a person. He could actually be quite funny, he had a dry wit. She was starting to get along with him and it seemed like he enjoyed her company too, as he would often try and spend time with her alone. It was a shame about how he was with people he didn’t like, and there was a lot.
Pilindiel had also noticed that Pansy seemed to dislike her more, but at the same time, the bullying had stopped.
“So what do you think?” Draco asked, Pilindiel wasn’t fully paying attention, she had zoned out a little when Draco had started talking about Dumbledore being mad.
“Pilindiel?” he asked,
“Oh, uh” she wanted to say the truth, that she supports Dumbledore, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it, she had so many opinions in her head, but wording them was hard for her. Draco waited for her reply though. It was only the two of them talking, with their homework in front of them.
“Well, I don’t think Dumbledore’s mad” Pilindiel finally said.
“You support Dumbledore?” Draco continued, he was staring at Pilindiel now.
“Yes” Pilindiel’s tone, Draco scrunched up his face but changed the topic. Pilindiel expected there to be a backlash for her opinion, but it never came. Instead he talked about Spain, asking Pilindiel questions about her former home.
The conversation lasted over an hour, Draco had never heard Pilindiel talk so much, but he quite liked it and it cheered Pilindiel right up. Draco found himself staring at Pilindiel, he hadn’t noticed before, but she had a faint scattering of freckles across her cheeks, standing out against her pale skin. Her eyes reminded him of honey glistening in the light, and her voice was quite angelic to him, her accent only made it more so. ‘Oh no’ he suddenly thought, Draco felt the blossom of a crush for his new friend. His cheeks heated up, but Pilindiel was completely oblivious at that moment.
That Christmas, Pilindiel went home, her parents insisted on it. They wanted her to attend a dinner with the Malfoy’s, she wasn’t looking forward to that, but at least Draco would be there.
Approaching the house, took her breath away, it was bigger than she had imagined, the Gaunt family was rich, but they weren’t as extravagant as the Malfoys. Pilindiel and her parents were lead into the living room, where the Malfoy’s waited. They were all suited up, looking very neat, Pilindiel’s eyes lingered on Draco. He looked quite handsome in his suit, with his black shirt and his hair slicked back. Draco too found himself staring, Pilindiel had a lovely deep blue dress on, with Spanish influences thrown in. she looked beautiful.
After the food was served and eaten, Draco led Pilindiel upstairs to his room, where they could finally relax a bit.
“Draco are you okay?” Pilindiel asked once the door was shut. He had been acting strangely during the dinner.
“Huh yeah, everything's fine” Draco blushed. Pilindiel smiled at him, only making the boys blush deepen.
“You look really huh, good in that dress, I mean lovely, huh” Draco stuttered suddenly.
“Oh, uh, thank you” Pilindiel barely got the words out, she had never been called lovely before.
“Yeah, huh” Draco quickly changed the subject, settling his thumping heart. He started talking about quidditch, which Pilindiel wasn’t too keen on, but he was so she listened patiently. The next topic of conversation was animals, which Pilindiel had a keen interest in. though as far as she knew Draco didn’t, however, Draco wanted to hear her talk about something she was interested in. he really enjoyed the enthusiasm and passion in her tone.
He was watching her talk away, chirping in when he could with his usual dry humor, or sarcastic comment, but before he knew it, he was staring at her lips as the moved, the stood out in colour against her skin. He wanted to kiss her, he never felt like that before, the more he watched the more the urge became unbearable, until he gave in, pressing his lips to hers. Pilindiel froze, losing her train of thought, was this something she wanted?. When Draco pulled away, he had expected Pilindiel to run, but she didn’t she looked down to her knees, he could see a blush forming on her cheeks, matching his own. He was going to apologise, but then Pilindiel looked back up to him, she didn’t realise how much she liked Draco, and how much she wanted him to kiss her again, she would have made the first move, but she was too shy to. She hoped her expression would be enough, and it was, Draco started leaning towards her, ready to kiss again, this time though he waited for her to meet him in the middle. Which she did.
Draco grabbed hold of her hand, holding it tightly in his. Pilindiel had expected his hands to be cold, going by how pale his skin was, but it wasn’t it was warm and comforting. When they pulled away, Pilindiel shared a bright smile, that Draco loved.
“So, huh, wanna be my girlfriend?” Draco asked, he tried to sound confident, he was usually confident, but Pilindiel always made him so nervous.
“Okay” Pilindiel nodded, she couldn’t believe that this was happening, that he would even remotely like her in any way, let alone want to date her. She was speechless.
Two months passed by, it was already nearing the end of February, Draco and Pilindiel had become public with their relationship. Pansy wasn’t too happy with it, but she never vocalised it. Since the two started dating, Draco had stopped being so hostile to those he used to bully, especially when Pilindiel was around. He still had his moments, however.
At the moment, Pilindiel was nose deep in a book, studying for the upcoming exams, that were fast approaching. She only looked up, when someone dropped a heavy book on the table. Her eyes met that of Draco’s how wore a pout on his lips.
“You study to much” he whispered.
“I have to, if I want to pass” Pilindiel replied turning her attention back to her work. Draco folded his arms,
“But we haven’t hung out in ages” he sulked, if Draco had one fault aside from his bullying, it would be that he was pretty needy, often craving Pilindiel’s attention, most of the time she didn’t mind, but right now, when she had so much work to do, it was quite annoying.
When Draco realised Pilindiel wasn’t going to say anything, he plonked himself down on the chair beside her, resting his head on his hand, watching her. As much as he wanted her attention, he quite enjoyed watching her studying, the concentration on her face, the slight frown she wore, and the way she would bite her lip as rather cute.
“You’re ignoring me” Draco spoke,
“Yes” Pilindiel replied, she had become quietly confident with Draco, sometimes talking back to him. Which in truth he loved.
“Well, don’t, I don’t like it” Draco continued, humour in his tone, a side to him that no one else ever saw.
“Not all of us can put in minimal effort and still pass Draco” Pilindiel smiled at him, “If I fail all hell will break loose at him”
“Why does it matter, you don’t need to work after school, not with me,” Draco said absentmindedly, but Pilindiel froze, he was talking about the future with her.
“What do you mean?” she decided to ask, just in case she misunderstood.
“Well, when we’re married you won't have to work” he continued like it was nothing, they had only been dating for two months, yet he was talking about marriage, this should have scared Pilindiel, but it didn’t it made her happy
“But what if I want to” Pilindiel whispered. Draco sighed, but then suddenly froze as if he had realised what he had said,
“Uh, well, fine, study, I’ll just sit here bored” he finally stuttered, wanting to quickly change the subject. While Pilindiel concentrated, Draco began thinking about the future, he quite liked the idea of marrying Pilindiel, his parent’s would also approve, he found himself smiling. They were both happy with each other, it such a short period of time, but would it last?
