Hypothetically (Draco Malfoy X Reader)

Draco gritted his teeth, aggressively chopping a piece of ginger in an attempt to distract himself.

He was getting seriously annoyed.

__y/n__, his crush, whom he had no right to be possessive over but was anyway, was talking to Potter.
Stupid, annoying, everyone’s-hero Potter.

It really shouldn’t have made him as angry as it did; you weren’t dating, you didn’t know of his feelings, you didn’t even talk to each other that often.
 
But still, it did.

He wanted to walk right up there, kick Potter out of his chair, and kiss you senseless.

Which, in all honesty, was a terrible plan. But his anger was growing and growing, and his idea was seriously seeming like the best option as you laughed at something Potter said, your cheeks going slightly pink and your eyes sparkling.

He wanted to be the one to make you laugh, he wanted to be the one to make you blush, he wanted to be the one helping you make your potion, he wanted to sit next to you, he just wanted to be with you.

You felt like someone was looking at you and you turned your head slightly, extremely surprised to see Draco glaring daggers at you and Harry. You raised an eyebrow curiously, you thought Draco was your friend, but he just huffed and went back to chopping up his root.

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“What’s wrong?” You asked curiously, following Draco out the classroom door as class ended.

“Nothing.” Draco answered, shooting you a very half-hearted glare. You scowled, standing on your tiptoes in front of him and carefully placing your hands on his shoulders.

“What’s really wrong?” You questioned firmly, staring into his grey eyes with determined __e/c__ ones.

“I think Potter was flirting with a girl I like.” Draco said quietly, eyes flitting away from yours, extremely aware of your close proximity.

You were silent for a moment, trying to figure out how to help with that.

“Well,” You started slowly, trying to find the right words. “If it bothers you so much, then you should tell her how you feel before Harry does.” You finished, flashing him a smile before bringing your arms back and letting them fall to your sides.

“Now come on, we’re late for lunch!” You exclaimed, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the Great Hall. Draco dug his feet into the ground, wrenching his hand free from your grasp.

You gazed up at him, eyes wide and confused at the sudden action. He smiled slightly as he walked closer to you, closing the distance between you and pressing you into a wall.

“What would you do if I told you, hypothetically of course, that I like you?” Draco asked, his voice calm even though inside he was terrified of your answer.
 
“I’d say, hypothetically of course, that I like you too.” You said teasingly, leaning up and pressing a sweet kiss to his cheek. Draco smiled before you wriggled away from his body, sprinting towards the Great Hall.

“Come on! I’m hungry.” You whined, turning around and rubbing your stomach as he just stared at you. Draco smiled slyly, striding towards you and draping an arm around your shoulders before leading you to the Great Hall.

You had never been happier for someone to take your advice.

End.  <3