A/n: y/n and Draco are at Malfoy Manor to practice dancing with Draco's mother Narcissa, and well y/n is about to be forced into a marriage and tells about that
Your pov:
I have to learn how to dance properly for my wedding. I can dance, but it looks terrible so my best friend Draco asked his mother if she was willing to teach me how to dance properly and she said yes. I sat on the ground and drank some water.
"Are you ready y/n?" Narcissa asked and sat down by my side.
"To dance yes, but not for the wedding."
"A wedding?" She was surprised.
"Yes, I have to marry someone who I don't know. That's the reason why Draco asked you if you could teach me how to dance properly."
"What? You're just 18. Are your parents okay with that?"
"They are the once forcing me. For fucks sake I don't even like men!" 'shit!' I mentally cursed myself for using that language.
"Did you try to tell that to your parents?"
"They ignored it, they said it was just a phase and that it will end."
"Who would you rather spend the rest of your life with?"
"Someone."
"Who is that someone?"
"I'm not telling." If she knew that I want to spend the rest of my life with her she would probably kill me.
"Oh, come on y/n. You can tell me."
"I don't want to die so I'm not telling you."
"You think I'll kill you if you tell me?" She wraps her arms around my waist and rests her head on my shoulder. My heart did a Millon flips at her action.
"Yes I do."
"Come on darling, tell me."
"You." I mumbled quietly.
"Who?"
"You." I looked at her. She smiled and kissed me. My heart melted away. She pulled away and hugged me.
"What do you think about moving in here with Draco and I and leave that crazy life behind. And most importantly not to attend that wedding."
"Yes please." I smile.
