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𝓦𝓱𝓸 𝓛𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝓦𝓱𝓸 𝓓𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓦𝓱𝓸 𝓣𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓼 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓢𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 ! - Request an imagine from anyone in the Harry Potter or MCU! (First 3 people only, for I don’t actually take requests— but maybe soon. I’ll open them up!)

Okay I really hope I am one of the first 3 if not that's fine! <33

So, again a Draco Malfoy one, if you could do an angsty fluff one like Draco is a normal guy the reader met in a coffee shop (yup coffee shop au!!) and reader is a muggle and didn't know much about Draco at first while meeting him they had small yet causal talks to each other when one day reader discovers the dark secrets he holds inside of him and that Draco is a wizard, death eater, etc. She is at first scared to admit her feelings towards him and is scared of what he might be so she decides to distance herself from him but then ultimately love conquers all so she goes back to Draco and they confess their love for each other and you can decide the ending!

Again, If I am not the first 3 it's okay! <33 And no need of rushing this up, take your sweet time into this, and hopefully you liked this idea!

Omg first imagine I’m gonna write for my event! Lowkey exciteed kghaehfkef

Over Coffee?

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x Reader

Summary: (Above) (I changed it a bit if you squint hehe hope you don’t mind<3)

Warnings: kinda ooc Draco but oh well, also I just don’t like my writing for some reason?

Words: Idk I’m too sleepy to count </3

~~~~~

The coffee machine was broken. Again.

Customers were angry, and in all honesty, Y/N understood them. She’s been telling the manager to tell the owner to get a new coffee machine, because this one clearly isn’t going to hold any longer.

“I apologize, Miss, but I truly cannot serve you any coffee as of the moment,” was what Y/N said to the tenth customer today who wanted coffee.

A frustrated sigh slipped out of the woman’s lips, “It’s eight in the morning, I just woke up with a deadly headache, I waited in line for thirty minutes, only to find out I wouldn’t be given a cup of joe?”

Y/N nodded with an apologetic look, “I apologize deeply, Miss, but I’ve been asking for a new machine myself.”

The woman calmed herself down and nodded, “I’m sorry dear, I’m sure they don’t pay you enough for this,” she had said, before turning her back, and leaving the coffee shop.

“They sure don’t,” Y/N shook her head, and turned to make a matcha latte (without coffee) for some dude. It was hard working solo, though she’s almost used it by now, since her co worker only works whenever he wants to. Perks of being the child of the owner.

After serving people other things than coffee for quite some time, Y/N heard the chimes ring at the door. The girl turned around, “Good morning! Unfortunately, our coffee machine is broken today. Again. For the third time this week.”

Y/N smiled at the stranger. A boy in a suit, his hair white as snow.

He looked quite confused.

“Coffee machine..?” He asked in a small voice.

The girl nodded, “Yes, our coffee machine,” she smiled, pointing at the menu above her, “Can I offer you something else instead?”

His silver eyes glanced at the words, his eyebrows furrowing as if he was so foreign with the names, “I would like a.. caramel latte..?”

Y/N glanced at the boy, “Anything that has coffee in it cannot be served today, I’m afraid.”

“Oh,” he had said, then cleared his throat, “Right, well, why don’t you suggest something, instead?”

At that, the girl smiled, “What about a cup of tea, instead? I can put some milk, and give you some sugar cubes, if you like?” She suggested, “Or maybe some milkshakes? Though I doubt you’d appreciate one at this morning and cold weather.”

He let out a small hum, “A cup of tea would be nice.”

“Right! Would that be for here, or for to go?” Y/N asked, writing his order down.

The boy blinked, “For here..?” He said.

“Okay then. And this would be for..?” The girl waited for him to tell her his name, but received only a confused look, “Your name?”

“Right, yes, of course!” He cleared his throat, straightening his suit, “For Draco— I apologize, I don’t go out much.”

Y/N let out a small chuckle as she wrote his name down, “It’s okay. I don’t like going out much either! I just have to. For work,” the girl smiled, then told the boy his total. Draco gave a bill (one of which he didn't know the value of), Y/N giving him his change, “I’ll go get your drink for you, Draco. Why don’t you take a seat?”

The blonde nodded, then glanced at the girl’s name tag, “I’ll be looking forward to that tea.. Y/N.”

Right after that, the boy— Draco immediately turned to leave, as if embarrassed.

Draco sat down by the window, shaking his head with a sigh, “I’ll be looking forward to that tea— what in the bloody hell is that?” He had asked himself. If he was going to change his life, be one with the Muggle world, this was not acceptable.

It also didn't help how the girl from the counter didn't mind how stupid he was trying to order a beverage.

And maybe she was cute, so what?

For a while, the blonde thought about how he'll survive this whole I'm-going-to-change-my-life-I-swear thing.

"A cup of tea for Mr. Draco?"

The boy looked up at the joyous voice, "Just Draco is fine," Y/N put his tea down on the table.

"Okay then, Just Draco, I once again apologize for not having coffee today, but I added a cookie to make it up to you-- though I'd appreciate if you didn't tell my boss," Y'N let out a chuckle, "Besides, you can always come back and check if our coffee machine's been replaced-- if it ever gets replaced."

Draco only nodded, and with that, the girl left to go back at the counter.

He picked up his cookie, and took a bite. He hummed in satisfaction. How come his mother never made these for him?

Maybe-- just maybe he'll come back. For the cookie, or for the coffee, we'll never know.

We all know it's because of Y/N.

~~~

"Just Draco! pleasure to see you again!"

The blonde slightly smiled, "Is your coffee machine working now?"

"Surprise, surprise! My boss finally decided the old one needed a retirement plan," Y/N rolled her eyes, "Anywho, what can I get you today?"

Draco looked up at their menu, scanning it, "Since I didn't get to try it last time, may I have a caramel latte now?"

Y/N nodded, "Certainly!" she replied happily. With that, Draco paid, with yet, another big bill, "I'll bring it right over to your table."

The blonde took a seat by the window once again, his eyes on the window. He watched as orange leaves fell from trees. It was in the middle of November, and she couldn't help but think-- who in the bloody hell allowed England to have this kind of weather?

People are literally freezing outside. Good thing Draco charmed his coat to have a heating charm.

"Caramel latte for Just Draco?"

He looked at Y/N with a smile, taking the warm coffee in his hands, "Thank you," he had told her.

The girl left his table, and finally, the boy took a sip of his coffee, the hot liquid running down his throat, as if firewhiskey.

It tasted good. Coffee was great.

By the time he finished his coffee, he thought about writing a note about how much he liked to coffee, but the only thing he has was the receipt from his total.

With a small sign, Draco pulled wand from his sleeve slightly. Just out enough to cast a spell, but not enough to be seen- or at least he hopes so.

He wrote a little note saying; "The latte was great-- But I'm sure a good conversation would make it taste better."

The third time Draco visited the coffee shop, Y/N wasn't alone. There was a guy with her behind the counter.

He looks like someone that wouldn't do any good, if Draco was being honest.

"A caramel latte, please," Draco told the cashier-- or the guy, may I say.

Y/N, hearing his voice, jumped, "Just Draco!" She had exclaimed, “Great to see you, as always!”

The blonde let out a small smile, “I could say the same to you,” he had told her.

“So, a caramel latte, sir?”

Draco averted his eyes to the guy, who says Fidel on his name tag, “Yes. And a cookie.”

“Got it!” Fidel had taken his big bill, and gave him his change, “Your drink will be served soon, please take a seat.”

Y/N waved a tiny goodbye, and so Draco left the counter.

As per usual, the blonde took a seat by the window. And as per usual, it didn’t take long before Y/N walked over to him, his latte, and cookie on a tray, “Caramel latte for just Draco?”

The boy let out a chuckle, “That’s me, I suppose,” he said as Y/N put his coffee down, along with the treat.

“I saw your note, by the way,” the girl smiled, “A conversation over coffee does sound good, doesn’t it?”

Draco felt his cheeks heat up, “Truly,” he said.

Y/N laughed, and sat down in front of the boy, “Good thing it’s a slow day, then! Maybe I could give you a few minutes before Fidel rats me out to his father.”

“Huh,” Draco hummed, feeling a sense of familiarity at that, “Well anyways, would you like some coffee to start with?”

The girl shook his head, “Working in a coffee shop means you get all the coffee you want after closing time, so I’m good, thank you.”

He only nodded, “Right, well,” Draco clears his throat, not really knowing how to start a conversation with a.. well, muggle.

“Are you new around here?” Y/N had asked with a kind smile, “No offense, or anything, it’s just that, in the two years I worked here, the first time that I saw you was a few days ago?”

At that, the blonde shook his head, “Not quite here, I guess,” he let out a sigh, “Let’s just say I’m from another part of England.”

“I see,” Y/N nodded, “Well, what made you move here?”

Draco let out a chuckle, “I didn’t move,” he had said.

“Oh?” Y/N’s eyebrows raised in surprise, “Do you have business around the area for you to pop in from time to time?”

The blonde shook his head, “None.”

“So why do you keep coming back?”

Before the blonde could answer, Fidel yelled for the girl to come back over, “These coffee won’t be serving themselves!”

Y/N looked back at Draco, an apologetic smile on her face, “That’s my cue to leave,” she stood up, taking the tray in her hands, “Will I be seeing you again?”

His silver eyes sparkled under the sun, “Certainly.”

The girl gave him a sweet smile, and left him to enjoy his coffee, a hop in her step as she made her way back to her station.

Draco let out a small chuckle at the girl’s giddiness, before grabbing a table napkin, and writing on it: “I look forward for more conversations with you— over coffee.”

Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to a month.

It has been a routine for the both of them. Draco walking in his black suit, ordering a caramel latte and a cookie, then once he’s sat down, Y/N would take a time to converse with him for a little while, especially on slow days.

But today— today was extremely busy. It’s been cold the whole day, and everyone’s been wanting a cup of hot coffee. The shop was full of cold people, almost every minute the chimes on the door ringing to let Y/N know there’s yet, another cold customer.

To make it worse, Fidel called in sick— which Y/N knew it was a lie. She knew he was probably out the night before, drinking until he couldn’t even stand.

The chimes rang once again, a breath slipping out of her lips. Thank god there’s only an hour left before closing time, because she cannot keep up any more longer.

Y/N was thankful everyone was still either at the side, deciding what to order, or are already seated, so there wasn’t a line. She was surprised to see Draco standing by the counter when she turned around, “Draco!” Her face lightened up. The one time she smiled today, and it was because of him.

If she was being honest, she knew absolutely nothing about him, but there’s this urge that’s pulling her towards him, as if he was a magnet, and she was metal.

The blonde looked around, “Busy day?”

“You could say that,” the girl sighed, “What can I get you tonight? And just a heads up— I might not be able to talk to you until closing time, it’s been so hectic, so I’m already saying sorry about that,” she smiled apologetically.

Draco waved his hand, “It truly is okay. I don’t mind staying until closing time.”

“Great!” Y/N smiled, “So, the usual for you?”

The blonde glanced at the menu, “What about,” he thought for a moment, then looked back at Y/N, “Surprise me.”

Y/N grinned, “I’ll send it right over!”

At that, Draco took a seat, and after a while, the girl already served him his drink, and he enjoyed it without a problem. It was most probably her favorite drink on the menu.

After a while, Draco didn’t notice it was already closing time, he had just noticed it when the chaos calmed down, and people started to leave. It wasn’t long before the last customer (Besides Draco) walked out of the coffee shop and out in the cold.

“And that’s another day done.”

Y/N walked over to Draco, a coffee in hand. She sat down in front of him with a warm smile.

“I don’t know how you handled all that chaos. I’d say I’m impressed,” the blonde smiled.

The girl let out a small laugh, “How was the coffee? It’s my favorite drink on the menu,” she had said, then showing her own cup, which had the same drink as his’.

“I figured. It was great!” Draco nodded, “It might be my new favorite, if I were being honest,” he shrugged.

For a while, the two talked, sending flirty remarks back and forth. It wasn’t hard to miss that the two had found soft spots for one another, and that they liked each other by the way their smiled reached their ears, and their eyes sparkling just at the sight of the other’s.

Were they dumb? Sort of.

But both of them like what they have right now. Sooner or later, they’ll step up, but for now, this was enough.

At some point, Y/N’s eyes averted to the clock, “It’s already midnight?”

Draco glanced at the clock, his eyes widening, “Bloody hell— I kept you for too long, I apologize. You’ve had a long day, and instead of resting, you’re still here.”

Y/N shook her head, nevertheless, stood up, “I enjoyed our time, anyways, so I don’t mind,” she shrugged with a small smile, “However, we truly do need to leave now.”

“Right, of course!”

It wasn’t long before Y/N turned out the lights, and walked out of the shop along with Draco, locking the doors once they were out.

The two faced each other, “This is where I leave you, I suppose,”Y/N had said, hugging herself to warm herself.

Draco, noticing this action, shrugged his blazer off, “What if I walk you home? It’s not safe for a lady to be walking alone at this time,” he was supposed to put his blazer on her shoulders, but she stepped back.

“I’m okay, you’re going to get cold,” Y/N said, “And I’m fine to walk home alone. It’s not that far.”

The blonde shook his head, “I’ll walk you home, and please take the blazer. I never get cold,” he had said.

Y/N let out a breath, and gave up. She took the blazer, slipping her arms into it. It smelt like expensive cologne, as if every drop of it cost thousands of pounds. She felt her cheeks heat up, “Okay, then.”

They both started walking silently, just comfortable around one another. Y/N was still slightly cold, but Draco wasn’t freezing at all. Y/N raised an eyebrow in curiosity, but decided to not say anything about it.

It was a heating charm.

“London’s quite great at night, huh?” Draco had said.

Y/N nodded, “It’s much more better by the palace of Westminster. You could truly see the stars from above!”

The blonde smiled, “Back in school, we had this tower where you could see all the stars so clearly. I always went there whenever I felt down,” he said, nostalgia filling his veins as he remembered the Astronomy Tower. It was his favorite place in the whole castle.

“You seem like you had great time back in school!” The girl said, bumping shoulders with him.

But Draco only shook his head, “It was a nightmare,” he let out a breath, “I wouldn’t want to redo it ag—“ Draco stopped walking, feeling someone following them.

Y/N stopped beside him, “Is something wrong?”

Before Draco could answer, a beam of red light went their way, making the girl yelp in surprise. Draco pulled Y/N in an alley, pulling his wand out, and throwing a spell at whoever was attacking them, “Bloody hell, great timing!” the blonde couldn’t help but exclaim.

He pushed Y/N behind a trashcan as he battled with the man, whoever he was. Beams of light of different colors came out of sticks. Y/N was confused, shock, and.. well, she didn’t know how to feel.

“Stupefy!”

The man flew back, sending him unconscious. Y/N froze in her spot, her eyes wide as saucepans, “Oh my god,” she shivered, “What was that?”

Draco crouched down beside her, “I’m sorry about that,” he sighed, “But this is nothing to worry about, he’s just one of the few Death Eaters who still believe the Dark Lord’s going to rise again despite turning into dust—“

“A death eater? Are you one, too?” Y/N asked, still shocked of what happened.

“Well, I was-“

At that, Y/N immediately stood up, “I can walk myself home, Draco, I appreciate you, truly, but I have to go,” she had said, before turning back, and walking away.

“What— Wait, Y/N! I’m not going to hurt you!” He exclaimed, worry in his eyes, but the girl had already disappeared from his sight.

The blonde ran a frustrated hand through his hair.

What has he done?

For the next few days, Draco took the time to go to the coffee shop, only to find out you called sick. Every time he went, it will always be that Fidel, and no Y/N in sight.

Had he scared her? He wouldn’t be able to forgive himself for that if that was in fact what happened.

Besides that, Draco’s screwed with the Ministry if they find out he did magic in a Muggle’s presence, and that he didn’t obliviate her. But he couldn’t. He doesn’t know if he’ll be able to live with the memories with her, while she doesn’t even know who he is.

It’s been a week of Draco passing by the coffee shop to look for Y/N, but she was never there.

He didn’t want to give up, but he doesn’t even know where to look for her besides the shop. Where was he supposed to look for her? It was nine in the evening, almost no one was around.

A sigh left his lips, looking up at the stars, “Merlin’s beard,” he mumbled under his breath.

Remembering what Y/N said, he made his way towards the Tower Bridge, which was only a few blocks away from where he was.

Y/N wasn’t kidding when she said the view from there was amazing. He could see the sky so clearly, because there weren’t any trees, or anything. He bet the view’s even better on top of the London eye.

“Draco?”

He immediately turned around at the familiar voice, his eyes widening in surprise, “Y/N!” He exclaimed, his face lighting up at the sight of the girl, “Merlin, I’ve been looking for you!” He said. Y/N wore his blazer. She looked better in it that himself.

A soft sigh left Y/N’s lips, “So I’ve heard,” she said, shaking her head, “Look— I’m sorry with how I reacted last week, I was just shocked, and confused, and I had all these questions, and I was just a mess!”

“I can’t say I’m surprised,” the blonde chuckled, “I would be scared of me, too, you know?”

Draco looked down, and the girl noticed that he kept a distance. He didn’t think she was scared of him, did he?

“No one said I was scared,” she laughed, “I’m not, and please don’t think that! I know you wouldn’t hurt a fly!”

At that, the blonde looked up at her, surprised, “You’re not scared?”

“No, Draco, I’m not,” she let out a laugh, “I was just overwhelmed, that’s why I sort of ran away— which I shouldn’t have done. Besides, taking time off from work made me realize that I truly am an idiot, and that I could’ve just talked to you instead of run away, and ghost you.”

Draco let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, “I understand, it’s okay.”

“Any way I can make it up to you?” Y/N stepped forward to him, and stopping when she was a few inches away.

The blonde couldn’t help but grin, “I can think of different ways,” he smiled.

Y/N laughed, and leaned forward. Draco met her in the middle, capturing his lips onto hers. It felt right. Their lips felt warm, despite the cold weather. The girl smiled into the kiss, their teeth slightly clashing into each other, making Draco laugh, and when the girl pulled away, he tried following her lips, but she didn’t let him.

“What about we have a good conversation some time?” Y/N looked into his eyes. If they were beautiful under the sun, they were even more beautiful under the moon.

Draco smiled, “I like the sound of that,” he said, “Over coffee?”

Y/N nodded.

“Over coffee.”

~~~~~

Feel like I didn’t do this justice, but I hope everyone liked it!

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