#draco malfoy imagines

nerves

summary: harry finally builds up the courage to ask you out.

warnings: gender neutral reader!, nervous harry, one curse word, fluff

word count: 1,206

ever since harry’s first year at hogwarts, a certain somebody had his attention.

y/n y/l/n.

they were sorted into gryffindor just like harry. but never really made an effort to get to know the boy, just like everyone else at hogwarts.

harry was practically swarmed by everyone from all four houses—not much from slytherin but you get the point. he jumped from just arriving to hogwarts, to being the most popular kid at school.

all the attention was nice of course, at least he didn’t feel alone or excluded like he did at the dursley’s, but none of the attention came from you—no matter how arrogant he sounded, it was true.

“staring at y/n again?” hermione asked, the book in her hands coming to shut as she tapped his shoulder.

“huh?”

“he’s whipped” ron said, shaking his head as harry’s eyebrows furrowed together.

“whipped?”

“in love” ron clarified, his best friend letting out a scoff before turning his attention back to you, but you were gone.

you must’ve left the library during the golden trios conversation, harry cursing quietly under his breath as hermione frowned—“harry.”

“yeah?”

“don’t you think…this little crush of yours ha-”

“little?” ron cut off, looking at hermione like she had three heads, “more like major. he’s been head over heels for y/n since first year—not to mention its now our sixth.”

“whatever it is…” hermione said, narrowing her eyes at the red head before turning back to harry, “…you should ask them out…before someone else does.”

“someone else?” harry asked, worry laced in his words as he thought about what the curly haired girl had just said.

of course you’ve had relationships before in the past, but they were nothing serious.

at least that’s what harry was trying to tell himself.

“i heard cedric was going to ask her out sometime this week, but i’m not positive. it could’ve been a rumor—”

“i need to go” harry abruptly said, excusing himself from the small table they sat at and exiting the quiet library.

harry had thought about asking you out for a while now, even thinking of scenarios and what could possibly happen.

but hermione was right, if he kept stalling and thinking of the worse, someone would beat him too it, and it would overall be too late.

he turned the corner in a rush, thankful that not many students were in the corridors due to it being break, and made his way to the common room.

you usually spent your time in the common room either sitting in front of the fire with a book or playing wizards chest with your friends, and when you weren’t, you were in the library studying.

he was about to turn the next corner but stopped when he heard a familiar voice along with another.

that familiar voice was yours.

“hi cedric! so nice to see you today” your friendly voice rang out, harry’s stomach twisting into knots as he pressed himself further along the wall, trying not to make noise.

“hello, y/n. looking lovely as usual” cedric said, a giggle erupting from y/n as harry’s heart dropped.

hermione was right.

“i just wanted to ask you something.”

“what is it, cedric?”

“can i take you to hogsmeade tomorrow? after classes?”

there it was, the one sentence harry dreaded to hear.

he leaned against the wall and let his head fall back, wincing slightly before letting his eyelids flutter shut.

he felt so hopeless, stupid—he should’ve asked you out earlier. but now it was too late, and he had to accept that.

“oh” you finally breathed out, your eyes dropping from cedrics to look around the empty corridor, “like a date?”

you were friends with cedric and didn’t want to decline his offer if he was only being nice—but if it was a date…

“yeah, a date.”

it was quiet for a good 10 seconds, harry’s heart practically beating a million miles an hour, almost feeling like it was about to jump out.

“i’m sorry, cedric. i really am” you started, harry finally opening his eyes as his mouth went slightly ajar, “but i like you as a friend, and want to keep it like that.”

“no worries, y/n” cedric said, giving them a half smile before sputtering out words harry couldn’t quite hear.

“i’ll see you around?”

“of course” you smiled, nodding as he then walked off in the opposite direction.

harry let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding, going to rub at his eyes but failing as he accidentally knocked off his glasses.

the thin spectacles hit the ground with a “clink,” harry silently cursing at himself as he prayed to merlin you had left.

his vision was now blurred, now bending down to try and find his glasses.

he patted the cold floor from under him but froze as he touched a hand, y/n’s hand.

“looking for these?” you asked, harry quickly standing up as you laughed quietly to yourself.

you placed them on harry’s nose and pushed them back up, harry absolutely melting from the action as his legs started to feel like jelly.

“s-sorry—knocked them off” he quickly said, his face red as a tomato as you smiled sweetly at him.

‘their even more (gorgeous/handsome) in person’ he thought to himself, still completely baffled that you were right in front of him—nevermind talking to him.

“i’m guessing you heard my conversation with cedric then?” y/n asked, his eyes widening as he quickly shook his head—“no-n-no i didn’t. i-i just got here-”

“harry—” you cut off, laughing at his slight panic, “i could hear you from around the corner, you’re not the quietest, y’know.”

harry gulped down what felt like a rock in his throat, only nodding before breaking eye contact, deeply wishing he could disappear.

“but you- y-you said no” harry couldn’t help but finally choke out, watching you nod slowly before sighing quietly.

“he’s good looking, yeah. and he doesn’t have an ugly personality…” you trailed off, almost like you were trying to find the right words, “but, i’m into someone else.”

‘someone else?’ harry thought, heart breaking as his eyes dropped to the ground.

his face was hot and his palms with sweaty, his glasses slowly sliding down his nose as you quickly pushed them back up.

your fingers gripped harry’s chin lightly, your touch sending sparks to the boy as he looked up slowly.

“are you really that daft, harry?”

“daft?” harry asked, eyebrows furrowed at your choice of words.

considering how fast his heart was beating, it wouldn’t be impossible for y/n to hear it, just knowing how nervous he was.

“that someone is you.”

“m-me?”

“shut up and kiss me.”

harry wasted no time in capturing your lips with his, your fingers leaving his chin to now run through his soft hair that you’ve thought about touching way more than you should’ve.

harry wasn’t experienced, far from it. but he was doing a pretty good fucking job at kissing the person he’s been in love with for almost six years.

“go to hogsmeade with me?” harry asked, only pulling away for a second before pulling you into another kiss, the two of you smiling into one another.

“id love too.”

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a/n: i thought of this imagine idea in the doctors office

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