Hi. Um… I don’t know how this came from this song, but it did… so here ya go (: PLEASE let me know if you like this!! My ask box is open and it’s always so so so awesome to hear from you guys!!! 

Request: @thebookwormslytherin​ :Heyyy! I was wondering if you could do a Draco Malfoy× chubby reader imagine based on the song Heaven by Julia Micheals?
@redfiregreenwaves: ooh could you do a draco imagine to Heaven by julia michaels? and if possible, the reader is gryffindor? thxsm!! 💕💕

Also, as far as the request for a “chubby reader,” I’m sorry, but I never explicitly mention weight or body shape or anything like that because I want everyone to be able to insert themselves into my stories. SO, I try not to mention anything specifically… sorry if that’s disappointing for you, it’s just how I write and I apologize if you feel you can’t insert yourself into this world. I just don’t feel comfortable talking about weights and such unless it’s important to a story… Again, I do apologize and I hope you understand… Thank you!!! ((:

Warnings - None that i know of. Please let me know if there are!!

Getting involved with Draco Malfoy was never Y/N’s plan. Ever. She’d thought he was her sworn enemy - considering she was in Gryffindor and friends with the Golden Trio. It was written in the stars for her to hate the platinum haired boy - until she didn’t.

It was all to blame on a summer night under a star filled sky at a ball in Malfoy Manor.

Y/N usually wasn’t one to go to these types of things and she usually didn’t have to. However, her parents decided she needed a friend circle outside of the three Gryffindors she usually hung out with and unfortunately, they decided Draco Malfoy might be the perfect fit. They had no idea the two of them were rivals - not only in houses, but their personalities just clashed too much - well, ever since first year, they did. They were total opposites now. Not to mention Y/N thought Draco was the biggest bully Hogwarts had ever had.

She did have to admit though, that there was a certain allure to the boy. With his porcelain skin and platinum hair, he definitely stood out from all of the others in Hogwarts. And while she thought he was a huge bully, she - like most girls - couldn’t get over the fact that Draco Malfoy was indeed attractive.

So here she was, stuck at a ball she didn’t want to be at, with her parents expecting her to come out of it being best friends with the guy she hated most at Hogwarts. She could lie, couldn’t she? It’d be easy. It wasn’t like her parents were paying attention to her and -

“Hi.” A deep voice interrupted her thoughts and she looked at the person to her left.

“What? Nothing insulting to say tonight?” she asked him.

“The night is still young, Y/L/N.” Draco leaned over to whisper in her ear. She scoffed and turned to make her way to the drinks table.

Before she could get too far, Draco grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the dance floor.

“Why do you hate me so much?”  he asked as he placed her hands around his neck and his on her waist.

“Have you met you?” she questioned and her eyes scanned the room behind him, looking anywhere but into his ocean blue eyes. She saw him purse his lips and sigh.

“I know it may seem like I’m an asshole, but you’ve never even tried to get to know me!” he accused.

“Draco Malfoy, that may be the biggest lie you’ve ever told. We were best friends until we went to Hogwarts where you decided not to speak to me because I was placed in Gryffindor. Then, I had no choice but to make friends with the people around me. You ignored me and blew me off. We’re 15 now, and you’re still acting like we’re 11. We’re not. Get over yourself.”  

She lightly pushed the boy away from her and quickly walked away. She wasn’t sure where exactly she was going, she just knew she was desperate enough to want to be anywhere but here. She followed twists and turns of hallways and while she basically grew up in this house, she wasn’t sure where she was at this point…

Until she saw the magnificent black double doors that she knew led to the rose garden.

She’d spent hours out here when she was a child and her parents forced her to come with them while they “had tea” with Draco’s parents.

She knew her parents had been disappointed when she wrote to them at age 11 telling them she’d been placed in Gryffindor. She was the first in her family to not be placed in Slytherin. While she was thankful that her parents were nicer than Draco’s, she always knew they hated that she’d ended up in Gryffindor and friends with the Golden Trio. Y/N also knew that was why she was here tonight. They wanted her to reconnect with Draco - for whatever reason.

All that Y/N’s parents knew about their friendship was that it just kind of fell out after their first year at Hogwarts and while Y/N was okay with it, her parents never seemed to be. But they didn’t know that they were enemies specifically because of actions Draco had taken that first year. He’d made her feel awful about herself.

He’d made fun of her looks. He’d made fun of her house she’d been placed in. He’d called her nasty names and worst of all, was when he started to completely ignore her. She’d tried so hard to remain friends with Draco, but he soon got caught up in the “bad boy” reputation he’d gained and he never looked back. He left her behind and, perhaps, that was what hurt the most.

She’d made her way into the dead center of the garden where there were beautiful fountains and benches. She sat down on one of the benches and stared up at the stars.  They seemed to be taunting her as they shined so bright, while she felt so dull. Someone clearing their throat interrupted her thoughts for the second time that night.

“I know you hate me and you have no reason to hear me out, but I’d appreciate it if you did.”
With a small smile, Draco made his way over to sit next to Y/N. He tilted his head and his smile turned into a scowl. He wasn’t sure where to start.

“Look, what happened first year… I was stupid. I don’t know what exactly happened, but you got placed in Gryffindor and I didn’t know how to feel about it. I’ve been raised to hate them my whole life and -”

“Yeah, how do you think I felt?” she interrupted. He narrowed his eyes at her while she raised an eyebrow back. She knew he hated being interrupted, but she couldn’t help herself.

“And then my best friend in the entire world got placed in my rival house and I knew we couldn’t be friends anymore. Slytherins and Gryffindors aren’t friends - well, a Malfoy Slytherin isn’t friends with Gryffindors. I didn’t know how to act around you and I had been raised to hate people like you, but I just remember that I couldn’t find myself hating you. So, I started making fun of you like I did with Potter and Weasley. I didn’t know what else to do. Looking back… I just- I just- I’m so so sorry, Y/N. You’ve never deserved to be treated like that. I know why you hate me.” Draco finished and set his elbows on the back of the bench.

He looked up at the stars and wondered why they had it so good while he was sitting here feeling like a fool. He’d always regretted the actions he’d taken at age 11. And he wished the consequences hadn’t been as harsh as losing the best friend he’d ever had.

“Draco… I hate that I don’t hate you. I never have. Have I claimed that it was written in the stars for us to be enemies? Of course, but I had every reason to. When you started to ignore me and it seemed like you never had a second thought about me, that was what hurt me the most. I understood you felt like you needed to live up to the “bad boy” reputation you were gaining, but i just thought you’d be able to take me along with you.” She sighed and followed Draco’s stare up at the stars.

The two were silent for what seemed like hours as they watched the clouds roll in and cover the stars they’d been staring at.. The faint sounds of the party drifted out to them occasionally, but that was the only sound other than their breathing. It wasn’t an awkward silence, it was comfortable - like the two of them had to get use to being next to each other again.

“I’ve always liked you, you know.” Draco whispered as he tilted his head towards Y/N. She turned to look at him and smirked.

“Oh, really?” she responded as she rolled her eyes. He tucked a piece of hair behind her ear as he breathed a response of “yeah.”

“And how does your bad boy Slytherin squad feel about that?” she asked.

“Like they know,” he scoffed and continued. “No one knows about it and if something ever comes out of it, no one ever will, still. I can’t be seen with a Gryffindor, you know that. It’s only acceptable around our families. People at school would go mad if they saw we were friends or, heaven forbid, something more.”

What came out of Y/N’s mouth next, she knew she shouldn’t have said, but she did anyway.

“Why would they have to know?”

She wasn’t sure why she said it, just that she did. And she knew keeping a relationship a secret was a bad idea, but the fact of the matter was, she’d liked Draco for a very long time. Even when she hated him the most, there was still an attraction to him that she didn’t understand. Maybe it was written in the stars for them to be more than friends and maybe that meant a romantic relationship instead of being enemies and hating each other.

“Are you saying you’d want to be something more or just friends?” Draco worded his question carefully. He’d liked Y/N for a long time and, perhaps, that’s why he’d thought it easier to ignore her instead of picking on her like Potter, Weasley, and Granger.

She took a deep breath and said, “Something more.”

Draco smirked and glanced around the garden. It wasn’t like there were many Hogwarts students here at the Manor tonight, and none of them knew how to get out to the rose garden, but he knew he could never be too cautious.

He turned back to Y/N after determining the coast was clear and leaned in. At that moment though, as a cruel twist of fate - or maybe a lucky twist of fate - the sky opened up and poured down rain. Y/N laughed as Draco grabbed her hand and ran with her back to the Manor.

Their laughs echoed in the empty hallways as they made their way upstairs and to Draco’s room. Draco closed his bedroom door and walked over to his closet. There was no way either of them were going to stay in wet clothes.

They both felt that what was strange about the entire situation was they both felt at ease. It was like they were young again and nothing had changed. There was no awkward vibe and there was certainly no tension.

Draco tossed Y/N a pair of sweatpants and his favorite Slytherin t-shirt. Her laugh echoed through the room and added to the pounding rain on his windows.

“I’m not wearing this. I’m very loyal to my house, Mr. Malfoy.” she said. Draco crossed the room to stand in front of her.

“It’s weird that you’re standing in my room right now. I thought you hated me, and I’m sure some part of you does, but I just can’t believe that it was so easy for you to forgive me for the awful things I put you through. Are you sure this isn’t me pressuring you into something? I’m not saying that I’m doing that, I just -”

Y/N interrupted Draco for the second time tonight, except this time, it was a much more enjoyable way of interrupting someone.

Her lips crashed into his and she tangled her hands in his wet hair. He didn’t move for a second and as she was about to pull away, his arms circled her waist and he deepened the kiss. She felt herself backing up until the back of her knees hit the edge of his bed and they fell into the mattress. They continued kissing until the door clicked open and light poured into the room. The two jumped apart and sat on the edge of the bed.

“Oh, I was looking for you two. Good. Draco, your father and I would like you to come say goodbye to our guests. Put on something dry - both of you. Y/N, your parents are looking for you downstairs.” Narcissa glanced at the two before taking the stairs back down to the dying party.

As Narcissa’s footsteps retreated, Y/N’s hands covered her face and her laugh filled the room again.  Draco chuckled as he stood and grabbed the clothes that Y/N had previously dropped moments before. He handed them to her while nodding towards the bathroom attached to his bedroom.

The rest of the long - or maybe too short - summer months were spent in whispers and stolen kisses in a dark bedroom that belonged to a platinum haired boy. While the Gryffindor girl wasn’t quite sure if she had totally forgiven the boy yet, she knew that what had happened during those summer months was fun. And fun wasn’t something she’d had in awhile. So she welcomed it.

Going back to Hogwarts soon approached and the two agreed to say their “goodbyes” where it all began.

“Remember, Y/N, this is a secret. We tell no one.” Draco reminded the girl as they stood in front of the Manor. He tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and leaned down so he was eye level with her.

“I know, Draco. Trust me, I’m not telling a soul.” she smirked and gave the boy a quick kiss on the lips.

He winked as he turned around and started walking away. Y/N watched as he retreated to where his parents were waiting for him. While she knew nothing was certain, she did know, in that moment, that she would do absolutely anything for Draco Malfoy.