a/n: it’s for @mrzweasley’s writing challenge and i’m so sorry because i got a huge writer’s block
warnings: sexual tension, kissing, injury
word count: 1.2k
summary: draco decided to let you go from an arranged marriage
draco malfoy x pureblood!slytherin!reader
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No one wants to marry a Malfoy- at least none of your family does, right? but your financial problems are telling otherwise. When you were a kid, your family and the Malfoys had a deal to restore your family’s fortune. If you and Draco come of age, you’re going to marry each other
That ‘age’ is certainly near from now that you both are by now fifteen, You have to put a smile on your face every time you’re having dinner with them even if your blood is boiling. You couldn’t imagine marrying a pureblood supremacist like him and you don’t want them to hold the future of your soon-to-be family
“why can’t you just accept that I’m going to be your husband,” Draco said, his cold ring is sending shivers through your spine while he grips tightly on your waist and his other hand is rested on your cheeks. You’re standing in a dim-lit deserted corridor with him
“never,” you spat angrily, containing your serious face so he can’t hear the loud thumping of your heart. He scoffed cockily as he tightens his hold
“We all know you can’t escape,” he muttered eagerly as he slowly leans his face towards yours, his hot breath is fanning your lips. You pushed him aggressively, he lost his tight grip on you and started to chuckle
“in your dreams, Malfoy,” your voice echoed, you ran away from him leaving him empty. He’s not going to lie, he kinda likes the way you’re playing hard to get but his feeling are only growing deep inside and he couldn’t accept that his presence is always making you mad
Christmas is one of the holidays you hate, not because it’s boring or unhappy but because of the fact that it’s either you’re going to spend it at Malfoy Manor or Draco’s going to spend it at your house
“Are you two doing well with each other?” here you are again, in the Malfoy Manor and all you can hear is the clanking of fork and knife when no one is speaking
“yes father,” Draco said maniacally as he roughly holds your free hand and shove them on the table “and she wanted a beach wedding,” how did he know that you like a beach wedding? You’re not telling that to anyone
You widened your eyes in shock as you shifted your gaze from your food to him
“Please can you just let me go?” you plead with him, you’re standing beside your bed while he’s looking at you standing leaning his back on the door frame. He just laughs a bit
“and why would I?” he asked furrowing his eyebrows
“I don’t love you!” you spat hardly making him jolt a bit but didn’t show it. Although he’s hurt, he tried to act threatening and dominate you. He walked forward to your bedside and hold your arms a bit rough
“oh yeah?” he spoke, his hot breath hitch whiffing over your ears “I know you do,” his lips started to travel from your ear to your bare neck, his other hand is holding the small of your back and the other is still holding your arm
His deep mysterious thick voice spoke again “and you will do. Forever” you let out a small whimper and instantly regret it because he heard it, he smirked. You’ll be lying if you said that you’re not enjoying every second of it
“let me go!” you whisper playing hard to get, but his lips landed on your unclothed neck and suck it harshly to make sure he would leave a mark. Tears flooded from your eyes, not from dread but from pleasure
You used that tears to beseech him “please stop it, Draco” his gaze soften and started to loosen his grip from you
“I’m sorry I-” he stated as if the demon inside him got out “if you wanted to cancel the wedding I will tell mum,” he said softly, so different from the blond Malfoy boy a minute ago
“thank you,” you don’t know if you’re thankful that he’s not going to be your husband or you regret it a bit because you have to admit it, you already developed some affection for the boy and you just don’t want it to be huge
After Christmas, your father disappointedly said that his partnership with Malfoys was cut off and the marriage is canceled. Now you’re starting to regret it, your father’s face caused you to pity him because his business is everything for him. Lucius is too cold-hearted to let Narcissa meet your mother even for one dinner together
Going back to Hogwarts was too hard for you, Draco is ignoring you every time you tried to talk to him
You never imagined that you’re going to be jealous every time Draco talks to other girls, but what’s your authority to get jealous when you’re not his fiancé anymore? Is it wrong for you to envy your own friend, Daphne every time he’s with him?
“You’re going to watch Quidditch?” Daphne asked happily after bidding goodbye to Draco and the rest of the Quidditch team
“why would I? I have no one to support anyway,” you said bluntly rolling your eyes at her
“yes you have,” she said, smile not leaving her lips as she holds your left hand and starts walking outside the pitch. Your face frowned in confusion “Draco,”
“for Salazar’s sake Daphne, how many times do I have to tell you that our marriage is canceled?” you said rapidly defending yourself guiltily
“oh yeah? That’s why you’re glaring at us when we were talking?” Daphne teased, still holding your hand and sitting on the chosen bench
“I’m not!” before Daphne could answer you, Lee Jordan spoke loudly from the commentator’s box indicating that the game is already starting
You saw the Slytherin and Ravenclaw team flew above the field, your eyes are constantly landing on a certain blond Slytherin boy who seems to gander around the pitch to find the tiny golden round object
“110-170 Slytherin on the lead,” Lee Jordan announced after saying jokes after joke which pisses Professor McGonagall off
All you can hear is the voice of all the students cheering for their house “Malfoy caught the snitch,” said Lee Jordan but before your eyes land on the boy, you heard some students’ gasp. You saw Draco was falling from above the pitch
He landed with a loud thud, you can’t think straight, and started running down from your sit
“what the hell, Malfoy” tears spilling from your eyes whilst hugging the boy “you could’ve killed yourself,” you continued, his eyes slowly dripping close but he still manages to laugh
They brought him to the Hospital Wing and all day you stayed beside him “what are you doing here?” he asked softly
“waiting for you to wake up, and tell you something,” you replied irritably but with a hint of a smile
“tell me that you love me?” he teasingly said
“I do, but I’m here to tell you that don’t ever put yourself in danger again,”
“you really love me?” he asked ignoring the last paragraph you said instead he focused on the words ‘I do’
“I said what I said and I’m not going to repeat it,” instead of replying, he grabs your hand and pulls you closer to him, and smashed his lips to yours. The pleasure, the love, and the butterflies you’re eager to feel is already happening but this time, no arrangements and pretending, your lips danced together as if you’re in a cloud 9, he pulled away and rested his head to yours began smiling
