《Whispers (Draco Malfoy x reader)》7
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It was now a few minutes into midnight. The Great Hall was quieter than before as most of the students had already left. There only a few couples left; slow dancing to the slow romantic tune playing.
Draco and Y/n were one of those couples. Draco's arms wrapped loosely but securely around Y/n's waist. Her own were wrapped around his neck whilst she nuzzled her head deeper into the crook of his neck.
"It's quite late, Draco. I think we should go back soon." She whispered softly, her voice slightly muffled by his shoulder.
"But I don't want to leave you yet." He whined, dragging his words.
"We could just go to one of our dorms together."
"Is that even allowed." He whined again.
"It's no big deal, you're a prefect. Besides, everyone else is doing it." She reasoned.
"Aright then." He agreed.
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They were walking in silence in the deserted corridor. The atmosphere seemed a little more awkward without the music playing in the background, but they managed.
They had decided to go to the dungeons as it was closest and they were both already extremely exhausted.
Their hands kept brushing against each other as they walked. So after a while, Draco decided to hold her hand.
Y/n was slightly shocked for a few seconds before she smiled and gave his hand a slight squeeze. She glanced over at him to see he was smiling slightly as well, his face was flushed and he looked very different from the usual Malfoy facade he would put up. And she liked it, very much.
When they reached the entrance of the Slytherin common room, Draco softly whispered the password to the portrait, hand still intertwined with Y/n's.
The portrait looked slightly skeptical but it decided it was only fair since he had let Padma in for Blaise earlier.
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"This is the first time I've been in the Slytherin common room." She said, eyes scanning the dimly lit common room with curiosity.
"No surprise." He replied.
"Now let's go to my room."
And they strode up to the prefects private bedrooms.
"I'm so lucky you're a prefect." She sighed in relief and she didn't think she would enjoy being woken up by one of Draco's nosy house mates.
"We should get changed." Draco suggested, going over to his wardrobe to take out some comfy clothes.
"I didn't bring any clothes with me."
"I'll just give you one of mine." He said, tossing her one of his jumpers as he did so.
He let her change inside his bathroom while he quickly slipped on his clothes.
"Um, Draco." She said from behind the door.
"What is it, love?" He replied.
"I haven't got any pants." She blushed at the nickname he gave her.
"Oh, sorry. Open the door for a minute and I'll pass you a pair."
She opened the door slightly and he stuck his arm inside, holding a pair of sweatpants. She thanked him as she took it and put it on.
When she came out of the bathroom, she saw Draco already sitting on his bed, patting the empty spot in between his legs, indicating for her to get in the bed with him.
Without much hesitation, she claimed in bed with him.
They were now laying in bed. Y/n was laying on her stomach, arms hugging Draco's waist snugly. Their legs were tangled, the blanket was covering them. Draco has a hand in her hair lightly stroking as they both drifted off to sleep.
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Y/n's eyes fluttered open as she realised they were in the same position as the night before, her arms were still wrapped around his waist in the same snug manner.
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Before she could do anything else, she felt him shift slightly under her, she glanced up to see he too, had woken up.
"Good morning, love." He said, voice slightly hoarse.
"Good morning to you as well, Draco."
"Are you going home for the holidays?" He asked.
"No, my mother's a bit busy so she insisted on me staying at Hogwarts this year." She replied, voice slightly muffled.
"If you're staying then I'm staying as well."
After that, they got ready for breakfast.
A/n
Hi! Thank you for being patient and do understand I know my writing skill has dropped a tad bit, but expect a more update since I've finished my exams. Thanks for reading!
- Lyss🌸
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