Love for the Music Lover

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"What's wrong, Malfoy?" Blaise asks teasingly.  "Am I gonna find something you don't want me to see?"

"N-No," I stutter quietly.

"Well?   Are you chicken or not?" Blaise taunts and I pick up my bag from under the table only after minorly shoving Pansy off of me for a split second, and shove it across the table to him.  Pansy climbs back on me and wraps her arms around me and I scowl.  Blaise opens up my leather bag and rummages through it.  I can sense what he's doing.  he's going past the parchment and quills and unzipping the pockets and unbuttoning the sides to search for something good.  I watch as he pulls out a piece of crisp, neatly folded paper with "y/n" written on it.  "Well, well, well.  Look at what we have here!"

Blaise turns the paper over and looks at it.

"It looks like a letter Blaise!  To y/n!" Theo says enthusiastically

"Well, Malfoy.  Why haven't you sent it?" Blaise asks, raising an eyebrow. 

"I wrote it the other day!  It just asks her if she'd help me with homework!" I say, trying to make an excuse for it being there.

"Hmmm..  Are you sure because it was in a deep pocket of your bag and you could have just given it to her before you sat down...," Blaise says.   "Why didn't you?"

I feel my cheeks flush.

"I thought so...," Blaise says, taking out his want. "Wingardium Leviosa!"

"Stop!" I shout, reaching out to the love letter to y/n, but I'm too slow.  Blaise levitates the letter out of my reach and over to y/n.  I watch in shock as it floats onto her book and she leans back, mildly surprised to see something there.  Her hair falls perfectly off her shoulders and she puts down her book and softly grabs the letter and starts to unwrap it. "BLAISE YOU IDIOT!" I hiss across the table.

(A/N: Start le music now!)

She opens it and I hear a recording of myself saying "This is for you, y/n.  I've been wanting to say this for a long time," and then the familiar sounds of a guitar strumming.  In slow motion, I see the faces of all my friends turn to me.  They're all pointing at me or at y/n.  The music echoes through the Great Hall.

"Is that Malfoy singing?" some Ravenclaw shouts from across the hall.

"He sounds awful!  What is that?" a Gryffindor girl complains, plugging her ears.

"Is this supposed to be good?" someone else says.

I can see everyone pointing at me and laughing, too.  Everyone in the hall is staring at me.  My heart takes a freefall as I look at y/n's face.  She has no emotion on her face.  She doesn't like it at all.  I can tell.  Nobody with a face like that can ever like what they're hearing.  I get up from the table, ignoring Pansy's shouts of "Drakie!" and run out for the Great Hall, almost in tears.  

The day I would have given y/n the letter should have been special.  I wanted it to be just us and I wanted to wait until the right moment when we were together.  Nobody else.  I would have waited until she was comfortable with me. Maybe we would have been better friends, I don't know.  That'll never happen now.  It would have been on a weekend when there's little stress.  Maybe in Hogsmeade or something.  I would have had a casual date with her or something and then at the end of the visit at the perfect time, I'd have given it to her.  That's out of the question now.

I round the corner and plop myself down in an empty hallway, sliding down the wall in shame and humiliation.  I hide my face in my hands, even if there's nobody around to see it.  What am I going to do now?  I'm a joke.  Nobody liked my music.  Even y/n didn't like it.  How can I face my friends after that fiasco?  I feel salty tears form in my eyes.  I should stop this.  There's no use feeling bad.  Y/n will never talk to me so I should get over it now.  Never will she ever see me the same again...  I sigh and I fall over onto the floor and I feel the tears drip onto the floor and I let them.

"Draco?"  I hear a soft voice say.  I look over to where it came from and through the blurriness of my tears, I see it's y/n.  I gasp and try to hide from her, but she kneels down at my side. "Draco...  Cheer up."

"H-How can I?  How can I when I've embarrassed myself in front of you like that?" I cry, burying my face behind my hands.  She grabs my wrists softly and brings them to my sides and gets me to sit up against the wall.  I sigh and lay by head back.  I look at her and expect her to be solemn or angry.  I expect her to say how embarrassed she is of opening my love letter to her and how little of a chance of her ever loving me there is, but instead, she smiles warmly.  She cups her hands around my damp cheeks and presses her lips firmly onto mine.  I slowly bring my hand to her waist and she leans into the kiss, pulling me in further and I feel our chemistry.  It's wonderful and blissful.  Her lips are soft and smooth and my lips and hers meld together as if they were really meant to be.  I gasp a little as we pick up the pace and she breaks away reluctantly and looks into my eyes kindly.

"I loved the card, Draco.  You have a wonderful voice," she whispered to me.  "It's an original song, right?"

"Yeah...," I reply, savouring the moment with her.

"It sounded amazing.  I could never have written a song like that and it sounded like it was really from the heart.  I can tell that you put your real emotions into writing that song.  Thank you for that, Draco.  It made my day," she says and I smile.

"Thank you, y/n.  I was worried you hated it."

"Not at all," she smiles back.  

"Does this mean we're together?" I ask hopefully and she nods with a grin.

"Of course Draco.  I would be stupid not to say yes to a boy who wrote an original song for his crush!" she giggles.  "So, Draco.  I have a question for you."

"And what is that, y/n?" I ask.

"If you could be anywhere, where would you be?" she sings softly.  Her voice is light, beautiful, and soothing.  I pull her into my arms and kiss her forehead.  

"If I could be anywhere, I'd be there with you, girl."

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