the one that got away (d.malfoy)
description: a friendly bet that turned into a dangerous spell gone too far. lovers ripped from one another, leaving draco to wonder if she’ll forever be the one that got away.
pairing: draco malfoy x anyhouse!reader
requested: yes / no
warnings: light cursing, blaise is the antagonist so i apologize to the blaise simps<33
a/n: i apologize for my absence !! writer’s block and mental health do be kicking ass right now<33 more parts for ruin me coming soon !! italicized parts are flashbacks ! also lmk if u want a part two hehe
taglist: @killiansawyer @potatothingsz
draco’s pov:
“no, darling,” i let out a light laugh at the flustered girl beside me, her eyebrows furrowed into a look of frustration. “you’ll want to use peppermint, not sage.”
y/n looked up at me from her parchment, her writing messy nearly indecipherable as she messily scrawled the potions ingredients for the elixir. her furrowed brows unwound themselves into a light smile, her stress dissolving as i wound my arms around her.
she let out a sigh, letting herself nuzzle into my embrace. the fire in front of us flickered, dancing betwixt the wooden embers and ashes in the stone hearth. it was much too peaceful, but that’s what i loved most about it. about her. she was peace, even when i was chaos.
“what would i do without you?” she mumbled into the skin of my neck, placing a light kiss against my collarbone. i smiled deeply, resting my cheek against the top of her head. we stayed like this for a while, taking in each other’s presence in front of the fireplace. i couldn’t even tell you what time it was now; i couldn’t care less, either. all i cared about in this moment was being with her.
much to my dismay, the moment didn’t last forever. she untangled herself from my delicate hold, packing away her belongings as she yawned quietly into her hand.
“i should get to bed,” she mumbled, rubbing the sleepiness out of her eyes. as much as i hated to see her go, i knew she was right. we had classes in the morning, and i wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if the next time i saw her, she had dark bags under her eyes and longing for sleep strewn across her face. i smiled fondly at her as she stood up from the couch. i stood up with her, taking her hands in mine and tugging her to face me.
“i love you.” my voice was barely above a whisper, my own restlessness consuming my entirety. she smiled widely up at me; she told me countless times how much she loved to hear those three sweet words; how true they sounded coming from my lips. i would tell her time and time again if it meant i could see her smile just as she was in this moment.
“i love you more,” she said through her bright smile. she stood up on the tips of her toes to capture my lips in a soft, breathless kiss. i couldn’t help but smile against her lips as i cupped her face, bringing her even closer to me.
she left before i knew it; bidding me sweet ‘good nights’ and ‘sweet dreams’ before heading towards her own dorm. i was dumbfounded as i stood in the midst of the common room, my hands shoved deep in my pockets and i couldn’t help but smile widely even after she was gone.
“and what’s a bloke like you done to get someone like that?” a voice behind me pushed me out of my deep thoughts and daydreams of her. startled, i looked to the source of the voice, my eyes immediately falling upon blaise. i couldn’t help but smirk slightly seeing the annoyance brushing upon his face.
“it’s a miracle, i know. i don’t know what she sees in me, but merlin i’m thankful,” my smirk slowly turned into a smile as she began to consume my thoughts once more. blaise only rolled his eyes at my comment, scoffing and crossing his arms over his chest in defiance.
“i bet you anything i’d having her falling over me in a heartbeat,” blaise retorted, his cocky attitude suddenly consuming his demeanor. i only furrowed my brows and gave him a half-hearted scoff.
“right, mate; game on. we love each other,” i stated confidently. blaise’s smirk only deepened, nodding slightly in our verbal agreement.
“deal.”
i thought about that day more times than i could count. i thought about how i desperately wished to hold her longer, how i would’ve kissed her deeper, how i would’ve never agreed to blaise’s game if i knew it would end like this. my mistakes consumed me entirely, turning me into a hollow shell of someone i’ve never known. someone i never wanted to know.
it had been merely three months since she left. she left abruptly, without warning. she had broken up with me in the middle of the courtyard with the wind whipping around us in a winter daze. i remembered sobbing insufferably, begging her to stay with tears dripping to the corners of my mouth. all while she stood emotionlessly, blankly. it didn’t even seem like her; it seemed like a stranger was in my midst as she stood in front of me, turning my heart into minuscule fragments.
less than three days later, i spotted her walking around the corridors with blaise hanging off of her. her smile didn’t seem quite as bright, her eyes didn’t seem quite as vibrant. but when she caught glimpses of me softly crying at the sight of them together, she looked like she didn’t even know me at all.
i became numb. i became inconsolable as i resided in the haven of my dorm room walls. the only person that ever came to see me was pansy, y/n’s best friend. i appreciated her company; she made me feel slightly less crazy when she told me how glazed over her eyes looked whenever she saw y/n. she told me how she never stuck around anyone besides blaise anymore; how she seemed to treat everyone besides him like a stranger now.
it would’ve been comforting to hear if i hadn’t drowned myself in my own sorrows. hearing how she treated everyone else the same wasn’t relieving when i still loved her after all this time. theoretically speaking, i should hate her. i should curse her for breaking my heart so easily, for leaving me as if it was nothing.
but i couldn’t. i couldn’t bring myself to hate anything about her. she was everything to me. and even if i was nothing to her now, it didn’t change a damn way about how i felt towards her.
i stared up blankly at the ceiling in my dormitory, letting my eyes stare emotionlessly into the wood until they grew dry and red. the days grew longer as i spent the majority of my time in solitude. i longed for human interaction, laughter and happiness. but more than that, i longed for her.
in the midst of my pathetic non-verbal drabbles, my door burst open with a fuming pansy storming inside. i sat up startled, watching her closely as she breathed heavily, her face flushed with anger and a questionable sadness as she slammed the door shut. i eyed her silently but curiously, wondering what had her so flustered in the first place.
“he put a spell on her,” she finally breathed out, wiping away a tear that fell down her cheek. my eyebrows furrowed as she muttered these words, my mouth falling open but my plethora of unanswered questions failing to fall out.
“who?” was the only question i could muster. i couldn’t help but notice how hoarse and emotionless my voice sounded as i spoke.
“that git zabini! he cursed y/n so she would break up with you and be with him. that foul twat has stolen my best friend so he can just get off!” pansy’s voice came out in a shrill yell.
my heart dropped as she spoke. my mouth dried up suddenly and i couldn’t tell if my chest pounded with pure anger or sympathetic sadness. a dull ringing consumed my senses, filling my eardrums. i couldn’t even hear pansy’s rambling as i stood up and stormed past her.
it was all his fault. a stupid bet that he had taken too far; a bet that ended with him living in a happy lie while i longed for some sense of her return to me. it burned within me, becoming more blatant with every step i took. i didn’t have a plan of where i was going or what i would say once i got there. all i knew was i needed to fix this; i could fix this.
i was going to fix this.
