Everyone was in shock.

Draco, the cold, sharp-tongued, distant boy, had a girlfriend. And the most surprising of all? She was a muggleborn, and a Gryffindor.

Draco didnt want to be with you. He didn’t want to be with anyone, really. But last week, he got into an argument with his father. They were on bad terms, and Draco wanted to show his father that he could to what he wanted.

So Draco searched, observant as ever. They needed to be muggleborn, and bonus points if she was Gryffindor. And he found you, who was the least annoying of all. So he asked you out. He lied about his feelings towards you. He didn’t like you, he didn’t like anyone. But he wanted to rebel. That’s all you were. Just an act of rebellion. And you had no idea.

You two had just walked in his room. He stared coldly at you as you walked around.

“Don’t touch anything.” He said sharply as you picked up a book.