You are (Y/N) (L/N), a sixth year muggleborn Gryffindor. You are the same year as Abraxas Malfoy, your crush. He's a Slytherin so he's supposed to hate you, right?
*Your POV*
I was hurrying through the halls, trying to make it to my Potions class on time. I turned a corner, bumping into someone.
"Sorry 'bout that." The person said, helping me collect my stuff that had scattered across the floor.
"It was my fault, I'm in a bit of a hurry." I said, taking my stuff from the person's hand.
I glance up, freezing for a moment. Abraxas Malfoy looked down at me.
"Are you okay?" He asked, waving a hand infront of my face.
"Yeah, I have to go. I'll see you around." I said before hurrying away.
Abraxas Malfoy was nice to me, what the hell is going on?
The next day, we were partnered up in Potions class. I was about to put lizard scales into the cauldron when Abraxas stopped me.
"It'll blow up if you put that in." He said, softly pulling my arm away froom the cauldron.
I smiled sheepishly, setting the lizard scales down. We got through the potions class without blowing up, thank Merlin. After class, Abraxas pulled me into an empty corridor.
"What's wrong?" I asked, seeing the nervous look on his face.
"Nothing." He mumbled.
"Then why did you drag me here?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.
He took a deep breath.
"I like you, okay!" Abraxas exclaimed before looking down, turning bright red.
"It's a good thing, then, that I like you too." I said, smiling.
"Wait, really?" He asked, jerking his head up to look at me.
"Yeah." I said laughing, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
"Is that why you've been acting weird lately?" I asked, causing him to turn red again.
"Maybe." He mumbled.
I laughed, causing him to look me in the eye. I leaned up, pressing a short kiss to his lips. When we pulled away, Abraxas had a shocked expression on his face.
"Come on, we don't want to miss our next class." I said as I started walking.
Abraxas easily caught up with me.
"Did that really just happen?" He asked.
"Yes." I laughed.
