When We Met {Draco Malfoy X Reader X Mattheo Riddle}

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-Y/N-

I ate my breakfast, but my eyes were constantly searching around the Great Hall.

"Looking for someone?" Draco asked, noticing my gaze.

"Do you know where the Ilvermorny students are staying?" I questioned. Perhaps Draco would know.

"Yeah, they're living in lodges on the grounds behind the school. I see them on the way to the quidditch pitch." Draco nodded.

"Could you take me to them?" I leaned forward eagerly.

"Why?" He asked, popping a strawberry in his mouth.

"I need to talk to Timothee."

"Why?"

"It's about the First Task." Before Draco could ask another question, I interrupted him. "Which is next Friday, mind you, so it's important. Can you please take me?"

"Fine." Draco put down his fork. "But..." He paused, looking up at me. "Remember I won that bet."

At first, I was confused. But then I remembered he was referring to the bet with Fred and George trying to put their name in the Goblet of Fire. I had forgotten all about it with becoming a Champion.

"Remember I won too?" I said smugly. "You're supposed to do my homework."

"For a month." He corrected. "But yes, that's true. I'll start that today. You have to give me two hours of your weekend though."

"Draco, I might die next week." I said seriously. There was not much luck for me surviving the first task. Especially with Dragons involved.

"All the more reason you should spend time with your boyfriend." He grinned.

"Fake boyfriend." I corrected. "But okay fine, let's go." I stood up from my seat.

Draco stood up as well and we started walking down the halls. Once we went outside, the chilly air made me shiver. I linked my arm with Draco's trying to feel a bit warmer. We walked across the grassy fields. In the distance I saw people practicing quidditch on the grounds.

"Did you ever want to play quidditch?" Draco asked looking at my gaze.

"Oh no... I haven't been on a broom since first year." I shook my head.

"What?" Draco was genuinely astonished. "Being on a broom... it's so freeing. Being that high up in the sky, all the people look so little, and your problems just seem to vanish." Draco wondered. Looking at him talk about Quidditch with such passion was a new light I had seen Draco in. Never had I seen him talk about something with so much interest. I don't know why, but I found myself smiling.

"The height that frees you fears me." I told him. We had arrived at the Ilvermorny lodges.

"We'll fix that fear of yours." He winked before arriving at a door. I didn't know what he meant by that, and I wasn't sure I wanted to find out.

I stepped forward and knocked on the door. The door was immediately opened by a girl.

"Hi, sorry for the intrusion, I'm looking for Timothee's cabin?" I asked. She arched an eyebrow and looked me down.

"Cabin 7." She said before shutting the door in my face.

"And they said Slytherins were mean." Draco grumbled. We walked over to Cabin 7, and I knocked again. I heard two voices shuffle inside and whispering. Then the door was opened by Leo.

"Y/N." Leo gave a dazzling smile as he leaned on the doorway.

"Who's that?" Draco whispered.

"Leo?" I said, a little surprised. "Sorry, I was looking for Timothee."