Draco Malfoy Imagines

Cute:

I slammed my hands down on the desk, frustration filling my veins.
"What?!" The blonde haired boy raised his eyebrows, smiling an adorable smile.

Draco Malfoy had been staring at me from across the room for a good while now. Almost every time I looked up, he was looking back. Draco scribbled something down on a bit of parchment. I rolled my eyes in frustration.

"Miss Y/L/N? Is there a problem?" A sigh escaped my lips.

"No miss." McGonagall raised her eyebrows at me, before turning back to the board.

"Now, as I was saying-"

My eyes scanned over the work I had written. Not great, it could be better. If someone wasn't distracting me...

"Malfoy, what the hell is your problem?" He had thrown a screwed up bit of paper, which happened to bounce off my head.

"Nothing."

"Quit staring at me then!" He smirked.

"Mr Malfoy! Miss Y/L/N! I am trying to teach a lesson and you two are making it very hard."

"I'm sorry miss, but Malfoy is being a dick!"

"That is it! Y/N, Draco, detention!" I groaned, turning to look at Draco.

"Thanks a bunch." He smiled. Oh, how I wanted to punch him in the face. Suddenly, I remembered Draco had thrown something at me. With a sigh, I unwrapped the parchment and looked at the writing. A blush rose on my face.

You're cute when your angry.

I turned around to look at him. He raised an eyebrow, grinning. Gently, I shook my head, turning to face the board. I had never been more excited for a detention.