Childhood Sweetheart Draco × Y/N
First day
The steam hissed, a dragon's breath against the crisp autumn air, as the Hogwarts Express chugged into Platform Nine and Three-Quarters. A wave of excited chatter, the clatter of luggage, and the scent of woodsmoke and pumpkin pasties filled the air. Amidst the throng of students and parents, a figure stood out. Half-giant, half-man, Rubeus Hagrid, his beard a tangled forest of brown and grey, surveyed the scene with a mixture of anticipation and good-natured impatience. His massive hands, usually occupied with rescuing creatures or wielding a magical axe, fidgeted nervously. He adjusted his worn tweed jacket, his eyes scanning the faces hurrying past, searching for one in particular. A small, hopeful smile played on his lips. He’d been waiting for this moment for months, ever since that owl had delivered the news. He knew, with a certainty that only a half-giant could possess, that this year would be special. This year, he was waiting for Y/n. And as a familiar figure emerged from the crowd, a wave of warmth washed over him, a feeling deeper and more profound than the comforting glow of a crackling fire.
Hagrid
You're finally here Y/n
Y/n
Sorry for coming here late
Hagrid
It's alright I know it's your first time
Hagrid gave Y/n a Hogwarts uniform and she smile
Y/n
Thank you... Uhm who are you again mister?
Hagrid
You can call me Hagrid
Y/n
What am I to you Hagrid?
Hagrid
Hhm.. judging your appearance.. You'll be an Gryffindor
Hagrid
Yeah but maybe tonight we might know it
The Hogwarts grounds unfolded before them like a magical tapestry woven from ancient trees, shimmering lakes, and imposing stone structures. Y/n, perched precariously on the back of Hagrid's motorbike, clung to his massive shoulders, the wind whipping through her hair. The journey had been exhilarating, a blur of speeding landscapes and breathtaking views. Now, as they approached the castle, a sense of awe settled over her. Hogwarts stood majestically before them, a breathtaking monument to centuries of magic and history, its countless windows glowing warmly in the twilight. Hagrid slowed the bike, the powerful engine rumbling to a gentle purr. The imposing stone walls seemed to draw closer, their ancient stones whispering secrets only the wind could understand. Y/n felt a thrill of anticipation mixed with a touch of nervousness. This was it. The moment she'd dreamed of for years. The moment she stepped through the gates of Hogwarts, into a world beyond her wildest imagination. Hagrid dismounted, a wide grin splitting his face.
Hagrid
Welcome to Hogwarts Y/n!
Severus Snape
Hhm? Who's that Hagrid?
Hagrid
The new student Y/n
Y/n
Hello.. Who might you be?
Severus Snape
Oh.. I'm professor Severus..
That night at the Hogwarts dining room everyone was laughing and talking, Dumbledore hush them clearing his throat
Albus Dumbledore
Everyone silence!.. Everyone meet Y/n
Draco felt a rush of memories
Y/n looked at the Slytherin side and saw Draco he looked handsome than last time they saw each other
Albus Dumbledore
Please sit on that chair right over there Y/n
Silence fell over the Great Hall. All eyes were on Y/n as she stood on the stool, the ancient Sorting Hat perched precariously on her head. A hush descended, broken only by the crackling of the enormous fireplace and the nervous thump-thump-thump of her own heart. The weight of expectation pressed down on her, heavier than any physical burden. Would she live up to the hopes of her family? Would she find her place in this magical world? The hat quivered, a slight tremor running through its worn fabric. A murmur rippled through the Hall as the hat seemed to consider, its deep voice echoing in the sudden stillness. Then, in a clear, strong tone, the hat declared.
A roar of applause erupted, a wave of scarlet and gold washing over Y/n as cheers filled the hall. She felt a surge of pride, a sense of belonging, a confirmation of something she'd always known deep down
Draco thought
That's sad.. She isn't on the Slytherin side..
Albus Dumbledore
You may sit next to the other Gryffindor Miss Y/n
Y/n nods and went to say hi to the Gryffindor side they we're all nice
Vincent Carbbe
Isn't she your past best friend?
Gregory Goyle
You should say hi to her again
Draco
Don't know if she still remembers me.. Agh forget it
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