Harry Potter Characters x Reader Imagines

Draco Malfoy x Reader- My Inconvenience Part 1

This is my first request on this book! A massive thank you to @JuzLovDraco4Eva for this request:) I loved your idea so much!

Request by:
JuzLovDraco4Eva

Warning: torture, angst

Being best friends with Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley sounds like a dream come true. And it is, unless you happen to fancy the one and only Draco Malfoy.

Y/n wasn't really sure how it happened, she was everything he hated: a Gryffindor, Harry's best friend and a muggle-born. Y/n knew that, in fact he never missed an opportunity to remind her of it. But there was something about him she found almost alluring, his blonde hair, his cool composure, his snappy retorts, his undeniably handsome face. 

That was exactly where Y/n's thoughts wandered as she made her way down to Care of Magical Creatures class along with Harry, Ron and Hermione. Malfoy was walking not to far ahead of them so that Y/n still had a great view of his hair which, much to her delight, was not gelled back like last year but almost carelessly left to hang over his forehead. Y/n couldn't help imagining what it would be like to be able to touch it, to run her fingers through it, to be the only one he would allow to ruffle it.

"What's up, Y/n/n? You're unusually quiet.", said Harry nudging her.

"Just thinking.", Y/n answered shooting Harry a brief smile to cement her lie.

"Looked intense.", he laughed lightly.

"It was.", she replied simply and looked back ahead where Malfoy had arrived outside Hagrid's hut along with the rest of the class. Y/n watched him mutter something under his breath causing Crabbe and Goyle to burst out laughing. For a brief second, their eyes connected, she felt the world swirl around her but it was broken by Malfoy turning his head in what Y/n could only guess to be disgust. The grip Y/n had on her monster book tightened as she swallowed down a disappointed sigh which threatened to spill out from her lips. 

Hagrid led the way to a kind of empty paddock and cleared his throat, "Everyone gather round the fence here! That's it- make sure yeh can see. Now, firs' thing yeh'll want ter do is open yer books-"

"How?", Malfoy said coldly.

"Eh?", Hagrid looked towards the voice.

"How do we open our books?", repeated Malfoy holding up his book which he, like herself Y/n noticed, had roped shut with a length of magical rope. 

A low snort left Y/n as Hagrid explained to the class they had to stroke the damned things, Y/n adored Hagrid but often found herself having little patience for his strange and likely dangerous creatures.

"Oh, how silly we've all been!", Malfoy sneered, "We should have stroked them! Why didn't we guess!"

"I... I thought they were funny.", Hagrid said to Hermione and Y/n uncertainly, Y/n felt a pang of pity wash over her, she knew how much this meant to Hagrid.

"I agree.", said Y/n with false enthusiasm and began untying the knot she had tied on the book, "Quite interesting how they do that really."

"Oh, tremendously funny!", said Malfoy in his usual sarcastic tone, "Really witty, giving us books that try to rip our hands off! Really interesting!"

"Shut up Malfoy.", hissed Harry staring daggers at the blonde Slytherin.

"Righ' then,", said Hagrid, who seemed to have lost his thread, "So... so yeh've got yer books an'... an'... now yeh need the Magical Creatures. Yeah. So I'll go an' get 'em. Hang on..."