𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐅𝐎𝐘 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

Tired

You're in Slytherin | 7th Grade | Fluff - Voldy Moldy doesn't exist.

You were studying DADA with Pansy at the library for the upcoming final exam. After nearly two hours of studying, Pansy started grumbling about how tired she is from all the studies and that you should stop.

"God, Pansy, we're almost done, so quit grumbling all the time," you told her. She groaned and said, "Fine."

You were done in five minutes. You inquired, "We're done, happy now?" "Yes, " she responded with a grin. "Come on, let's go to the common room," she said, dragging you behind her once you had packed your books.

You ran into Hermione as you both departed the library. "I'm sorry, Mione, I didn't notice you." You express regret to her. "It's fine, Y/n, don't worry," she said with a smile. "Where are you going?" she inquired. Pansy responded, "Back to the common room." "Yeah, after all Pans' grumbles," you replied, chuckling with Hermione as Pansy scoffs amusingly.

"Well, it was good chatting with you; we'll meet up later," Hermione remarked as she made her way to the library to study for the hundredth time.

There was no one else in the common room, but you two and Pansy's boyfriend, Blaise. "Here's your lover boy," you said jokingly as she flushed and playfully hit you. As you plopped down on the couch, you said to him, "Hey Blaise." He said, "Hey, Y/n."

As the two lovebirds walked who knows where, you went and grabbed a random book and started reading. Your thoughts wandered to Draco, your boyfriend, while you read your book. Since the morning, you hadn't seen him. The entrance to the common room then opened, and a weary Draco entered.

"Hey," he murmured, his voice exhausted. As he sat alongside you, you asked, "Hey, love, how was Quidditch practice?" "It was all right," he said. "Dray, are you all right?" you inquired softly. "Mmm," he muttered. "I'm just a bit tired, from all the finals study and practice for the last game"

You said, "Oh, baby, come here." "What?" he said, puzzled, as he turned to face you. You responded, "Come lay on my lap, darling, you need to relax," and his eyes lighted up. He jumped on you and wrapped his arms around your waist to hold you close to him.

He said, "I love you, Y/n." You kissed his forehead and whispered, "I love you more, Dray." "Not possible," he muttered as he went off to sleep as you played with his hair and sang his favorite song to him.