You were at your boyfriend, Ron’s quidditch game, you accidentally spilled coffee on yourself, not to mention it was freezing outside

Draco, offered you his jersey as he wasn’t playing today it was kinda odd, but you accepted as you were quite literally freezing.

It was after the game and Gryffindor won of course, Ron came to greet you, picking you up with a swift motion, his smile quickly faded when he realized what you were wearing

“is that Malfoy’s jersey??” i he asked setting you back down on the ground

You explained yourself in hopes he would understand your situation

He just sighed slightly a small pout forming on his lips. “I have plenty of jerseys you could’ve worn, You know. I don’t want to see you in ferret boys jersey again. do you understand?” he said, still all love behind it of course.