"I lost my Lily, so don't lose yours."
Draco Malfoy and Y/N Rosecharm are best friends, but would one engagement deal change everything?
Engaged to a Malfoy ( completed ) :
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——— "Cheers." They said then clinked the cups.
I grimaced in disgust. "Good thing I'm not drinking that." I said.
"Why don't you disguise as Pansy?" Ron asked.
"No way am I gonna make googly eyes on Draco." I said.
"Okay then." They said then drank the potion.
"I think I'm going to be sick!"
"Me too." Ron and Hermione rushed to the toilet.
I looked at Harry. "Wow. It's working! You look like Goyle now." I said.
Ron went to Harry. "Harry,"
"Ron,"
"Bloody hell."
"Good luck, you two! But where's Hermione?" I said.
"Hermione, are you alright?" I asked.
"I'm fine! Ron, Harry, you should go! You're wasting time." Hermione called out.
———
Harry's POV
"Crabbe, Goyle, where've you two been? Pigging out in the halls all this time?" Draco Malfoy asked, approaching us.
"Why are you wearing glasses?" Draco asked.
"Uh- reading." I lied.
"Reading? I didn't know you could read." Draco said then faced Percy.
"What do you want, Weasley?" He sneered.
"Watch your attitude, Malfoy." Percy said.
Draco raised his eyebrows then walked to the Slytherin common room with us following behind.
He sat on the couch then faced us. "Well sit down."
We sat on the couch. "I didn't know the Weasleys are purebloods. They're an embarrassment to the wizarding world. All of them," he said with a smirk.
Crabbe (Ron) growled then clenched his fists.
"What's wrong with you, Crabbe?" Draco asked.
I nudged Ron. "Stomachache."
Draco nodded. "You know, I'm surprised that the Daily Prophet hasn't report any of these attacks. I'm supposed Dumbledore is trying to hush it all up. Father always say that Dumbledore was the worst thing that ever happened in this place." He said.
"You're wrong!" I yelled.
He stared at me then stood. "What? You think there's someone here who's worse than Dumbledore?" He asked me.
I stayed silent. "Well? Do you?!" Draco asked.
"Harry Potter?" I replied.
He grinned. "Good one, Goyle. You're absolutely right! Saint Potter, and people actually thinks that he's the heir of Slytherin?" He said then scoffed.
"They must have some ideas." I said.
He sat on the table then got a small box.
"You know they don't, Goyle. I told you yesterday. How many times do I have to tell you?" He said, shaking the tiny box then faced me. "Is this yours?"
I shook my head. He put it in his robe pocket.
He sighed. "I miss her."
"What?" I asked.
"Who?" Ron asked.
"Y/N." He replied.
"I thought you guys are okay." I said.
"We were, Goyle. I don't know about now. This is my fault. I'm such a terrible person." He said.
I'm surprised. I never seen this side of Draco.
"Do you like her?" Ron asked.
"I-I don't know. She's cunning, smart, loyal, beautiful, ambitious, witty, adventurous, sarcastic, loving. I don't like her. I think I love her," Draco said. "I like her since we're eight. Tricky, that one. I wish we're friends again."
———
"Hermione, Y/N! We got loads to tell you!" I said.
"Go away!" Hermione yelled.
"Hermione, are you okay?" I asked.
Just then, Moaning Myrtle approached us.
"You should see her face. So terrible." She giggled then flew away.
"Y/N, what happened?" Ron asked.
She sighed. "See for yourselves." She said then revealed Hermione.
"Look at my face." She said, pointing at her cat face.
