Engaged to a Malfoy

It Can't Be True!

Chapter 41: It Can't Be True!

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It's now bedtime. Everyone is off to their dormitories.

I entered Draco and I's shared bedroom.

Draco isn't here when I entered.

I went to my desk to write to mom and dad.

I really miss them. It's been too long since I last saw them.

I grabbed a parchment, quill, and I think I purposely grabbed Draco's ink.

As soon as I was able to write, someone entered the room.

I looked up.

It's Draco.

He glanced at me then quickly looked away.

"Would you mind if I sleep here tonight?" Draco asked, still not looking at me. "The couch is too small."

"It's fine. Go ahead." I said without looking at him too.

Minutes later, I finally finished writing!

"Finally!" I exclaimed then went to my owl.

"What?" Draco asked.

"None of your business." I said then placed the letter in the owl's claw.

"I'm just asking a question," he said.

"A letter to my parents." I answered.

The owl flew away.

I removed my robe then sat on the chair next to the desk.

He looked at me. "Y/N, I'm sorry for being a huge jerk to you these past few days."

I didn't reply, so he continued talking.

"I thought that maybe if I'll be rude and mean to you, my feelings for you will go away," then he looked down. "But that's not it, it's getting stronger."

"I forgive you," I said. "I'll always will."

"That's the problem, Y/N. You're too kind. You shouldn't forgive me. I'm a terrible person. I don't deserve you." He said.

"Would you rather be with Parkinson then?" I asked.

"I'd rather die."

I went to him then hugged him. "You aren't a bad person, Draco. You're just misunderstood. I know you. We've been best friends since we're five."

"I never got to ask, why are you Potter's treasure?" He asked.

I shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe it's because he's my date at the Yule Ball." I wondered.

Then I remembered something.

"Scorpius." I blurted out.