《love and snake bites》1/10
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐳𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧
Winter season hit Hogwarts. This was Y/n's favourite time of the year. When she woke up on the day of the trip to Hogsmeade, a smile was on her face, she was excited for the trip. She wrapped her white robe around her and walked up to the grand window, looking out on to the grounds. Snow heavily fell onto the grounds, blanketing the concrete floor. Bitter cold wind flew through the halls as she walked down to breakfast. A cold hand gripped the side of her neck,stopping her in her treks.
"You excited for the trip?" Draco asked a smiling Y/n.
"I am indeed, you promised me you'd take me for a drink didn't you? I haven't forgetten" She teased and nudged his shoulder.
"Yeah about that. I'm sorry but I can't come with you. Father needs me today. I'll see you in the hall this evening though" Draco said apologetically.
"Oh. I understand. Stay safe and I'll see you this evening then" Y/n replied. She boldly kissed Draco on the cheek, without realizing what she just did.
A huge grin smacked his face and turned almost bubblegum pink after she walked away. Y/n strode off confidently after kissing his cheek, she didn't even realise she did it until she pulled away. This would leave him thinking about it all day, which is just what she wanted.
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As she approached the train for Hogsmeade, she saw Hermione. This would be a perfect chance for her to become closer to her and possibly Harry. She knew her Father would forbid her to speak to him, but he wasn't here right now and she wanted to know more about him. With no regrets, she strolled over to the trio.
"Hi Hermione, can I come with you? Draco can't come and Pansy is with the boys" She asked Hermione seemed hesitant at first.
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"Well okay then, as long as Malfoy doesn't show up" She replied reluctantly. Y/n grinned at her response.
"Hi Y/n. I'm Harry. Harry Potter" Somebody interjected from behind,
Y/n whipped around at met eyes with the boy. Weirdly, his eyes looked exactly the same. Her whole life, she was told to avoid Harry, but he seemed nice enough.
"Famous Harry Potter. I've heard so much about you. Don't worry I've ignored all of Draco's snarly comments. It's so lovely to meet you" Y/n said, and shook his hand.
Ron introduced himself with a wave, whilst sausage roll crumbs flew out his mouth.
"Do you ever stop eating?" Hermione asked the ginger boy, to which he replied with an eye roll and another bite.
"You look freezing Y/n. Come on, you need a butterbeer" Harry proposed. They got on the train and it wasn't long until they reached Hogsmeade. It was a small town, dusted like icing sugar in snow. They all walked towards a wooden old bar, The Three Broomsticks.
Y/n slid into a booth next to Hermione, with Ron and Harry opposite. Ron threw four fingers up in the air to the man behind the bar and soon after he brought over four dark yellow drinks, with whipped cream and gold dust on top.
"What exactly is this?" Y/n frowned and turned her nose up to it.
"Butterbeer. Doesn't taste of butter or beer for that matter. Try it" Ron answered, with cream on his top lip.
Taking a small sip, she was hit with a sweet caramel smell before it reached her lips. It was quite sickly and strong, but she liked it.
Draco promised he'd be the first person to take her to Hogsmeade and try a butterbeer. Her smile faded when she was reminded he wasn't by her side.
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"It's alright Y/n he'll be back soon. You'll just have to put up with us for now" Harry said, obviously noticing she was in a deep thought.
"Sorry you guys are amazing you really are. I just miss him you know? He promised to take me."
"Bloody hell I didn't know it was possible for someone to actually like that blonde dimwit" Ron told the table. Hermione puts her arm around Y/N.
"Ronald shush, have some respect. I despise Malfoy as much as the next Gryffindor, but that doesn't mean we should feel the need to foul mouth him" Hermione spat back. Y/n weakly smiled at her new friend, thanking her for sticking up for Draco, to which she knew is the last thing she planned to do.
The day goes by and the four of them made their way around Hogsmeade. She now saw Harry as a good friend to her, same with Hermione and Ron. They made their way back to Hogwarts, all linked arms and chatting away. When they reach the great hall, she waved her new friends goodbye and is reunited with Pansy. Her body slumped next to hers, throwing her arm around her, relieved to see her. But, her blonde friend wasn't sat in front of her.
"Where's Draco?" Y/n asked Theo and Blaise, who just looked at each other and shrug.
Before bed, Y/n couldn't help but wonder where Draco was. The curious girl opened her door and tiptoed down to the boys dorms, where she was met by a boy rushing towards her.
The pair say nothing, Draco just pulled her in for a tight hug, making her stumble back.
"I've missed you today, having my first butterbeer wasn't the same without you" Y/n told him, still clinging onto her.
"You had one? I need to hear about your day properly. Come on lets go to the common room for a bit" Draco replied, as they walk hand in hand down to the common room.
They tiptoed in and flopped themselves onto the leather sofa in front of the fire. Enthusiastically, she told him all about her day. He seems to ignore all that was said about Harry and focused on everything else she was telling him. They seemed to natter on for awhile, not caring about the time. Eventually, Y/N dosed off in Draco's arms.
Making little noise he grabbed a black blanket and pulled it over her, letting her sleep. Draco felt the warmth off Y/N's body as she cuddled in a ball like a cat next to him. It was only a matter of minutes before he nodded off as well.
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