Draco Malfoy Imagines

Imagjne#14:The Last Days of Summer

"Y/n,that dress cannot brag itself if you won't come out and join everyone downstairs."

That was my sister speaking.And the music,dancing,drinking,and all that jazz happening downstairs is because of her.Not that I'm blaming her,I love her.It's just that...

"I've had enough being discriminated and being looked at like I was a threat to the world.I don't belong here,s/n.And everybody knows that,"I told her as I crouched by my bed.

"Magical or not,you're part of this family.It's your duty to represent it.And I'm personally asking you to join me downstairs.This farewell party will never be worth remembering if it doesn't have my sister in it."

Squib.That is the worst thing to have in a pureblood family for generations.And I was an embarrassment to the world of wizards.

Ever since I could remember,I've always been looking up to being a witch.My parents saw that I was very interested on magic more than my sister could ever be,so they always bought me books that I'm not even suppose to have before I was even 11 yet.But I read them anyway,and I've practiced everything I could.I memorised a lot of spells and remembered ingredients for a lot of potions and how to use them.I was bright,at least that's what my parents always bragged out when I was younger.

When I turned 11,my Hogwarts letter never came.My parents didn't mind at first and said it might just come at the same time s/n would receive hers since we're not really born far apart.But that wasn't the case.It turns out,s/n had always been the only witch between the both of us.I was just a squib.A filthy muggle as some would say.

Before s/n leaves for Hogwarts,we throw her a farewell party three days before departure.And we've been doing it four times already.This being the fifth.

"Fine,but I don't want any of your Slytherin friends picking on me like last time,"I say.

"I swear to Merlin,I'll hex them if they even thought about it."

We just really had to be a fucking rich family,and my parents just really had to be famous Ministry workers.And I'm the most famous squib there ever was.And now,I'm entering a ball room full of the rich and famous wizarding families.

"Presenting Ms.y/n of l/n manor,"said the announcer.

Everyone applauded...forcefully if you ask me.I mean,you know,because I'm one of the hosts of this freaking party.

"Malfoy's here,"s/n whispered while she walked down the steps with me.

Somehow,s/n knows that Draco Malfoy had a thing for me despite their family values of muggle hatred.I didn't want to believe her but I do.It was sort of obvious but embarrassing a family is enough already.I don't want to put my future husband to shame if he was a wizard.Better off looking for a muggle to love.

People say Draco Malfoy was a different person in Hogwarts.He despised Muggleborn wizards,so it would be dull to say he would admire a squib.His father would never had approved.That's why my heads all confused if I should even believe he likes me.

Well,there's this his habit of stuttering when he speaks to me,he never had discriminated me,and there wasn't a summer he hadn't visited me.And letters would come weekly from Hogwarts addressed to me by his name.He would tell me all about the school year and what Potter was up to.For all I know,we were friends.Best friend in his perspective.It was fine by me until he told everyone he liked me.

"Attention everyone,"My father called out to the crowd,"We are now going to witness a special dance between my two daughters and two willing boys from the crowd to begin the waltz as is tradition in S/N's farewell party.Now,everyone in place.We're gonna have an enchanting time."