You had just started dating your very first boyfriend, and to everyone else, he was the most pretentious guy ever. But to you, he was so much more than just a fake blonde with too much attitude—he was sweet, and honestly, so beautiful.

can guys even be beautiful?

despite the horrible rap sheet, he was a great boyfriend. It was honestly surprising, given the rumors and assumptions surrounding him. but to be frank, he was definitely a bit… dramatic at times.

Every Friday, he’d buy you your favorite flowers. He’d save you your favorite foods from dinner, so you could have them for breakfast. He’d write you random love letters and poems. Sure, it was sappy, but you both were completely head over heels for each other.

in spite of your undying love for each other, your parents absolutely hated him. They despised him. He was a Malfoy, and even worse—closely related to the Black family, infamous for breeding Death Eaters. Not to mention, he was a Slytherin. A Gryffindor and a Slytherin? What a joke.

You’d planned for him to come over during winter holidays for dinner with your parents. hopefully, they could at least try to get along..

your nervous energy caused you to take three hours getting ready. you shaved everything, blow dried your hair, applied makeup, and even did some cleaning up.

when you heard a knock on the door around 5:45 PM, a little earlier than planned, you eagerly opened it. draco stood by the doorway, grinning and holding a bouquet in his hands. after all, it was friday, and draco was never one to give up tradition.