Not So Bad (Draco Malfoy X Reader)

“Draco, no. I can’t do this.” You whispered harshly, tugging your wrist out of Draco’s grasp.

“Please, __y/n__? My father’s not home, I just want you to meet my mother and then we can leave.” Draco tried, gazing at you hopefully.

You and Draco had been dating for seven years, and you had actually just gotten engaged, and in that whole amount of time, you hadn’t met his parents.

You were scared.

You weren’t a pureblood, which Draco had accepted when he first admitted that he liked you, but you had no idea how his parents would react.

You sighed, glancing down at the glittering ring on your finger before peering up at Draco. Your hand found his, wrapping around it gratefully as your other moved to his neck.

You leaned in, pressing your lips to his gently, reminding yourself of who you were doing this for.

Draco. Your Draco, your fiancé, your future husband, the love of your life.

You pulled away after a moment, smiling at him softly before allowing him to lead you to the entrance of Malfoy Manor, body shaking slightly.

You were nervous. Ridiculously nervous.

What if she didn’t like you?

What if she got mad at you for taking her son away from her?

What if she didn’t approve of you getting married to her son?

Draco turned around just before he knocked on the door, noticing how pale your face was.

He kissed you lightly, murmuring reassurances against your lips before he pulled away.

“You ready?” Draco asked, hand moving to the large silver knocker on the wooden door. You nodded, working on controlling your breathing as Draco knocked three times.

The door opened almost immediately and a woman was revealed, her thin face and pale hair letting you know that this was Draco’s mother.

“Hello, mother.” Draco said politely as he smiled at her. She smiled back, stepping closer and wrapping her arms around her son. Draco hugged back while you stood off to the side, nerves thrumming anxiously.

They broke apart a few moments later and Narcissa noticed you, her expression curious.

“Who is this?” She questioned, eying you up and down.

“This,” Draco said, arm wrapping around your waist and pulling you forward so that you stood next to him. “Is my fiancée, __y/n__.”

You were not expecting what she did next.

She beamed at you, lighting up her face beautifully, before pulling you into her arms and hugging you tightly. You weren’t sure how to respond, so you just hugged her back gently, entirely surprised with this turn of events.

“Draco has told me all about you.” Narcissa stated as she pulled away. “I was wondering when he’d bring you over.” She tossed a pointed glance at Draco, making him flush slightly.

“We’ve been busy?” Draco offered sheepishly.

“For seven years?” Narcissa tsked at him, before opening the door wider and gesturing for you both to step inside.

You did so, nervousness disappearing.

Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all.

End.  <3