Draco Malfoy Imagines

Bet:

Tears brimmed my eyes as I stared at my test score. 47%? When I had worked so hard? Quickly, I stuffed the paper into my bag and walked out the classroom, making my way to the Slytherin common room. Tears cascaded down my cheeks. It wasn't only the test. Many things had been going wrong in my life lately. Without Draco, I don't know what i would do. Everything would be.... wrong.

My feet carried me faster. All I wanted to do was snuggle up infront of the fire cuddled up to Draco. I practically run into the common room. But slow down when I hear laughter.
"Just a few more weeks. Then I'll end it."

"Dude, I cant believe you've lasted this long!"

"Yeah, Drakey. I'm impressed." Confusion filled my veins; That was Draco talking just a second ago. End what?

"Hey! How long did you reckon I'd last then?"

"Three days!

"A week?"

"An hour!"

Laughs echoed through the common room. "But seriously. 4 months? That's a long time to be fake-dating someone. How'd you cope?"

"Pfft, please. Y/N's gullible. I say 'I love you' and she falls for it. God, I don't know how I could cope with her annoying ass for longer than a few more days, let alone weeks!" Tears streamed down my cheeks. That. Arsehole. Quickly, I stormed through the common room. I stopped to look at Draco, right in the eyes, before making my exit upstairs; he wasn't worth the words.

I didn't bother changing out of my school uniform. I didn't care who heard my sobs. After about half an hour, girls started filling up the dorm. The pillow muffled my sobs, but I knew they could all hear me. All of them. They all knew. They all knew it was a bet. A dare.

Because who would waste their life on me, right?

I half expected Draco to come running up to my room, barging through the door and taking my shaking frame into his warmth. He would kiss my head, tell me he was sorry and actually did fall in love with me. But he didn't. And probably wouldn't.

~•~

The next day was bad. My clothes were crinkled from where I had slept on them. My hair was messier than normal. My eyes were puffy. I skipped breakfast; I couldn't handle sitting with all of the Slytherin's.

But at about 3rd period, I finally came out of bed. I brushed my hair, changing into clean clothes. Splashing water on my face to wake myself up and even applying some mascara to my eyelashes. I was late for Potions class.

The whole room stared as I walked in. Sympathetic looks were sent my way but I brushed them off. They knew. They all knew. Apart from me.

Snape didn't pay much attention as I muttered an apology then took my seat next to Draco. I didn't look at him once. I only sat there because we were partners. "The project is due next Monday, so you'd better get started. If it is not good enough you will suffer the consequences." Draco sighed from next to me. "I suggest you use this time and the rest of your free time to work on it. Begin."

Great. Now I have to work on an essay with my fake boyfriend who has been lying to me the whole time. I'm an idiot. Why didn't I see it sooner? Popular, bad, rich boy Draco Malfoy dating me? Y/N Y/L\N? Tears brimmed my eyes which I furiously blinked away. He played me. He doesn't deserve anymore tears.

"Y/N?" My head snapped to the side. Draco was looking at me, nervously.

"What?" I snapped. He pointed next to me to the parchment.

"I need to read what we've done so far." My mouth hung open.

"How fucking dare you." I muttered. Draco furrowed his eyebrows. "Months, Malfoy. Months. Are you even sorry?" Draco shook his head, grabbing my wrist.

"Look, I didn't mean for you to hear that. If you'd just let me explain-"

"No! You haven't even tried to apologise. I would at least want you to put up a fight for me once I found out it was a fucking bet!" He tried to talk again but I covered his mouth with my hand. "I'm not done! How dare you use me like that! Is that seriously what you think of me? I'm a fucking toy that you can throw around?"

Draco tried to speak but my hand was muffling his mouth. I wasn't going to give in. Until I felt something wet on my hand. I pulled away disgusted.

"Did you just lick me?!" He smirked.

"Well, it worked, didn't it?" I was fuming. Gathering my stuff off the desk, I rose from the seat.

"See you around, dick-face." A flash of guilt crossed by his face.

"Wait, Y/N-" Quickly, I rushed from the classroom, ignoring Draco's shouts and Snape altogether. Draco was a dick. He played me. So.... Why did I feel so empty?

It wasn't long before I was pulled into a chest. A squeal left my lips but it was stopped by lips on mine. I tried to fight them off- I knew it was Draco- but the harder I fought, the rougher I kissed. Call me an idiot. Call me naïve. Call me a kid in love.

Which I was.

Draco pulled away, grabbing my wrists softly. "I love you. No bets, no nothing. I love you."

"Bullshit." I mumbled before kissing him again. Maybe it was. But bet or no bet, I loved him. More than a stupid bet.

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