Draco Malfoy Imagines

Pansy Parkinson

Thanks Dorina for the idea <3

I watch as the couple once again begin another heated make-out session. I'm wedged in between Crabbe and Goyle who seem to have no where else to go without their one and only beloved Draco Malfoy. I sigh and roll my eyes while slamming my book shut and storming out of the Slytherin commons.

I walk into my shared room with Pansy who is too busy making out with Draco at the moment. I flop onto the bed and let out a long and exasperated sigh. While closing my eyes, I hear the door creak open.

"It's okay, babe, she's asleep." Pansy's irritating voice echo's through the room. I scrunch my eyes at her cringe worthy voice. She should never have got given a bloody voice box. I hear more kissing sounds and groan out in frustration. I sit up in my bed and see Draco hovering over Pansy on the bed next to mine.

"Okay, ew. Get out." I state bluntly. Draco sit's up and stares into my (e/c) eyes intensely. I forget that I actually have a crush on this guy.

"Okay, I better get to bed anyway." Draco says while pecking Pansy's lips. I roll my eyes and roll over. "Night babe."

"Night." Pansy returns the greet.

"Good-night, (y/n)" Draco says, placing a hand on my shoulder. I just grunt in response.

Once the door is shut and the footsteps have quietened signalling Malfoy is well away from the door, Pansy shoots out of bed and grabs me by the collar, heaving me up.

"Okay, what the fuck, Pansy?" I curse. She glares into my eyes evilly.

"I should be asking you that, (y/n)" She spits my name. I raise and eyebrow at her sudden outburst. "Why did Draco say 'good' night, to you but just 'night' to me? AND WHY DID HE TOUCH YOUR SHOULDER?!" She squeals in my face, causing me to wince.

"How the fuck should I know?" I reply, truthfully. She scowls and leans closer into my face and stares right into my eyes.

"Let me say one thing, (y/n)," She starts. I simply stare at her with a bored expression which she doesn't seem to like. "You stay away from my boyfriend, got it? Or something bad will happen." I yawn at her statement.

"Okay, now get the fuck off me." Pansy throws me back slightly, causing me to stumble but nothing more.

~The next day~

I was walking to the dinner hall with my friend (f/n) when we hear loud footsteps echoing behind us. We whip our heads around to see Malfoy and a bunch of his friends running down the hall playing some game. I just roll my eyes and turn back around until I'm suddenly on the ground.

"(Y/n)!" (F/n) squeals. I attempt to lift myself up from the ground when a hand in visible in front of my face, I grab it and pull myself up.

"Sorry bout' that, love." Draco says, letting go of my hand. I shrug.

"Nah it's fine." I wave him off and he's soon back to running down the hall.

~After the eating of food~

I'm heading to potions class, (f/n) left earlier since she ate fast and hates being late, especially if the teacher's Professor Snape. Next thing I know, I slammed against a wall with Pansy right in front of me, breathing on my neck causing me to shiver from the close proximity.

"What do you think you're doing?!" She squeals. I wince from the sound and shrug. "With Draco! I saw that little 'incident' earlier." I place my hands on Pansy's shoulders and gently push her back.

"Pansy, listen to me." I haven't moved my hands off her shoulders as I stare into her eyes. "Shut up." At this, I turn around and walk off, only to be grabbed by my wrist and forcefully turned around to come into contact with a hand.

Pansy just slapped me.

Pansy just slapped me.

Pansy fucking slapped me?!?!

"You bitch." I mutter and raise a hand only to be caught mid-air. I turn to see none other than Draco Malfoy holding my wrist.

"What's going on here?" He threatens. I turn to Pansy who is now fake cowering and crying.

"Oh, Draco. (Y/n)'s hurting me." She fake sobs. My eyes widen. I look at Draco and shake my head.

"What the fuck, No! She's lying!" I don't know why I really care but I just hate being accused of something I didn't do. Draco sighs and let's go of my wrist.

"Why are you hurting my girlfriend, (y/n)?" Draco asks, bluntly. My eyes widen but then my expression turns into an evil glare as I storm past them, thinking they're not worth my time. I can pretty much feel Pansy's smirk as I barge off to class, not wanting to be late.

Now, every time I walk past Pansy she bumps me with her shoulder and pretends that I hit her makes a huge scene out of it.

"(Y/n)," A familiar voice echo's behind me. "(Y/n) wait!" Draco's voice continues. I ignore him and proceed to make my way down the  empty halls. "(Y/n)!" Draco now has grabbed my arm and I turn to him while glaring.

"What?!" I exclaim.

"I-I just want to know why you keep hurting-"

"I'm not fucking hurting her!" I yell.

"Then why does she keep saying you are? And how come I found you about to slap her, calling her a bitch?"

"Because she slapped me!"

"And why would she do that?!"

"Because she's a control freak and an over-protective girlfriend who thinks I keep flirting with you because I have a crush on you!" Draco doesn't speak for a while, taking in everything I've just said.

"And do you?" Was all he said.

"Oh my Myrtle, get off me, Draco." His grip only tightens.

"Do you?" He repeats. I glare at him for a while before letting out a long sigh.

"FINE! YES I DO! But I don't actually give a shit anymore, so let me go!" I yell. I pull my hand out of Draco's grip and continue walking down the halls.

I turn a corner, out of sight of Draco, only to be stopped. Again. In front of me stands none other than Pansy Parkinson. She has a scowl on her face.

"I. Heard. Everything." She spits. "Son of a bitch!" She raises her hand in the air, ready to slap me, but another pale hand grips around her wrist.

"Fuck off, Pansy." Draco spits.

"D-Drakey?"

"And don't call me that!" He shoves Pansy away and she instantly runs off. Draco then turns to me and without warning, smashes his lips against mine which I gladly accept. He smiles into the kiss as do I.

I'm glad this is settled.