Draco Malfoy Imagines

Cheater:

Draco had been acting weird. He had been for a while actually, but you had decided to not take any notice. But it had been a few weeks now, nearing a month. His hugs were less tight, his kisses a little less. You wanted to ask him what was wrong but something held you back.

Perhaps you didn't want to know the answer.

Today. You thought to yourself. Today I will find out what's up. You decided to go to the Slytherin common room, hoping to find him there. You muttered the password and were let in. You wiped your sweat palms on your robes, a sour feeling in your mouth. As soon as the room came into view, you could already see Draco wasn't there.

You noticed a group of boys sat in the corner and walked over to them. Blaise, Crabbe, Goyle and Theo. "Hey." You said, making your presence known. The group turned to look at you.

"You alright?" You nodded briefly.

"Have any of you seen Draco?" Blaise turned around to look at the boys, his eyes slightly wider. After having a silent conversation with their eyes, he finally sighed. "What? Is everything okay?" He hesitated.

"Yeah. Yeah, it's gonna be okay. Just, um, I dont know where he is. Sorry." You were confused. Gonna be okay? That wasn't what you asked.

"Oh. Okay. Thank you." You slowly walked away, contemplating on where to go next.

After wandering around the school, and asking many people, you found yourself by the Room of Requirement. You had only been in here a few times, either sneaking in with Draco, or just having a moments peace. Could he be in there? You placed your hands on the door, ready to push it open, when you heard something.

A moan.

You stopped. Pushing your ear up against the door, you tried to listen.
"Fuck Draco." A voice, a girl's voice, rang out, muffled by the door.

"Shh Daph, someone might hear us." That was him. Your boyfriend. The boy who everyone wanted but couldn't have because he was dating you. Maybe it isn't anything. You tried to debate with yourself. Go on, Y/N. Open the door.

With a final deep breath, you pushed open the door. Your eyes adjusted to the slightly darker room. And when they did, you gasped. Draco was on top of Daphne Greengrass, his hands on her hips and her blouse unbuttoned. They hadn't seen you, not even heard the door open, too invested in eachother to care.

It was like the world snapped into place. You saw him in another light and it made you... angry. Storming over, you practically ripped him off of her. He tumbled over slightly, shocked, as she began to protest. Draco turned to face you, almost angry until he saw your face.

"Shit." He whispered. "Y/N-"

"Don't you dare." You said, voice strong. Unbreaking. "Don't you fucking dare."

"But it's not what it looks like! I didn't even-"

"It's not what it looks like?! Do you think I'm blind?! How fucking naive do you think I am?" You shouted. He shook his head, rushing foward to touch you, try and hold you, anything to get you to stay. "Don't touch me! I don't want you cheating hands anywhere near me ever again!" He stopped in his tracks. Rather than protesting, he stepped back.

"Y/N-"

"Don't even say my name! You seriously thought that you would get away with this? That I wouldn't find out? Who do you think you are?! In fact, who do you think I am?" You swiped a stray tear from your cheek and carried on. He wasn't worth the tears. "So come on then. How long? How long have you been playing me?"

Draco looked to the floor. "2 months." Your eyes widened.

"2 months?" Your voice had dropped down to a whisper now. "We've only been together 6. Am I really bit that good enough for you? That you could only last 4 fucking months? Without even telling me something was up?" You scoffed.

"I'm sorry!" He shouted. You almost laughed.

"Your sorry?! What for? Sorry for cheating or sorry I found out?" He opened his mouth to talk but you had already had enough of his bullshit. "You know what, fuck you. Get the fuck out of my life, I can't... you deserve eachother."

With that, you stormed out the room, leaving Draco behind. Which is where he should be. Behind you. Which made you think:

He was only really cheating himself.

Yes or no?