{Maybe you weren't the most conventional person or the one anyone would expect to have gotten engaged to Draco Malfoy. But you were. For some reason, Draco's parents had decided to talk to your parents about you and Draco having an engagement and hopefully getting married in a few years.

Therefore, and knowing that there was no way to say no to his father, Draco had decided to try to make things right. He was trying to be kind, and chivalrous, when being with you. He tried to appear interested in you, although deep down it wasn't easy. You weren't a bad person, but, he was forced, rather than doing this out of will.}

Draco was looking at you, sitting on a couch in the common room, sighing silently. The common room was normally cold, but right now the fireplace managed to make it feel warm. There were few students in the room, so it was very quiet.

"—...Are you not gonna speak to me?"

He finally asked, glancing briefly at you, before his gaze shifted back to the couch. He didn't want to be too annoying, but, he did want this to work. If none of you could do something to break the engagement, at least you could try and make it a kindly, bearable thing.