Draco Malfoy Imagines

My World:

SHORT:

"Draco?" You muttered softly, your head resting on his chest. His hands were trailing up and down your thigh, making random patterns and occasional words. 

"Yes, babe?"

"What will you do after we leave?" The question caught him off guard. It was rare for the two of you to talk about life beyond school, and the only time you had deep talks was when it was late at night, and you were cuddled up in the common room in front of a blazing fire, or when either of you had been drinking, which wasn't often.

"Oh. Well, I'm not really sure." He took a moment to squeeze your hip before resting his hand on your upper thigh. "I know my father wants me to join his work. And I guess my parents have some kind of future planned out for me..." He sighed. "I heard them talking. They were talking about this internship in which I would have to travel across the world, learn more about the dark arts and whatever the hell else they want me to learn about."

"That sounds pretty cool, Draco. I mean, you would gain experience and get great opportunities, more than what you would have if you stayed here." You gently pushed up off his chest so you could look into his eyes. He smiled softly. 

"Yeah. But I don't even know what I want to do in the future. It's like they are giving me my life, and I don't want that." He said. You sympathised. Draco came from such a well-known family. He was the Malfoy heir. He was the one who had to keep their reputation. 

"Well whatever you decided, I'll support you." You said softly, reaching out your hand to caress his cheek gently. You allowed your fingers to trace over his features, so softly you were barely touching him, over the bridge of his nose, his temple, across his defined jawline, before back down his chest, where you rested your hands. He bit his lip in thought. Then he smirked. 

"Yeah well, I'm pretty sure I've already decided." You raised an eyebrow. 

"Oh yeah?" 

"Yeah. I'm going to stay here. With you." You sighed. As much as you wanted Draco in your life, always, you knew his parents. You knew the extremes they would go to, just to get him to do what they want him to do. 

"But Draco. I don't want to be the reason you don't get the future your parents want you to have! I mean, I just want you to be happy. But don't you want to travel? Don't you want to see the world?"

A small grin came onto Draco's lips. "Y/N," He muttered, interlocking his fingers with yours. "You are my world."

omg guys it's been a while I am so sorry. How are you?

(Also those who have requested, sorry it's taking so long I'm super busy so just... hang in there, and have a great day x)