Imagine Draco (Harry Potter fanfic)

From my imagine account

Draco bit his lip firmly, focusing his vision back on Professor Snape. He had never felt an urge so strong, to turn his head, just to glance at you for one more second. He hated it. It made him so angry how you could do this to him. It was part of his image to be cold, unloving, uncaring towards anyone or anything, but he couldn't help it, you made him crazy. The bell rang, and he bolted from the classroom, not stopping to risk catching your eye. He threw his bag down on his bed before doing the same with himself. He scrunched up his face. "How can I like her? A Gryffindor! To feel this for any girl was embarrassing, but for it to be a Gryffindor!" He shuddered to himself. 

At dinner, he hardly ate, his stomach wasn't settled enough to add food to the mix. He sat, resting his head grumpily on his hand, a stern look painted on his pale face. It seemed as if everyone around him was in unnecessarily loud conversation. His head hurt. He stood up, and without a word to anyone, left the great hall and proceeded to the dungeons to the Slytherin common room. 

"Mr Malfoy! Pay attention!" He snarled at McGonagall. 
You looked round at him after this sudden outburst in the middle of the lesson. He noticed your gaze and held it. You didn't know why but there was something in his eye, the usual coldness had gone and he held your gaze with an almost warmness. You took a risk and flashed him a friendly smile. You nearly regretted this until you saw a small half smile flicker on his soft lips. You turned away, stomach turning wildly. You could feel his eyes still on you, even when you turned away, he didn't break his gaze. He was captivated by you, your eyes, your hair, your lightly glossed lips, it was all too much for him. He could feel a light sweat forming on his brow, he wiped it away quickly, not wanting to let anyway see him so weak. He felt a lump forming in his throat, he swallowed hard, trying to push past it. The bell rang and he tried to run from class again, but Professor McGonagall stopped him. "If I could have a word Mr Malfoy" He rolled his eyes and sighed in frustration before skulking back towards the front of the classroom, as everyone else hurried past him. "Sit" She pointed to the chair next to her desk. He slumped down, looking more frustrated than ever. "Now, Mr Malfoy, I don't know what it is that's causing such a distraction to you, but I suggest the next time you enter my classroom, you leave your personal issues at the door, I have no time for students who refuse to pay attention in my class. Detention, Six O'clock, My office. Off you go" He stormed from the classroom, not even bothering to argue. He couldn't possibly tell her that the reason why he refused to pay attention was because of the girl who he simply could not get out of his head. His stomach twisted angrily, he skipped dinner completely and headed to detention at six. "I hope next time you can keep your attention on the class in hand, otherwise I'm afraid you will fail your O.W.L's with distinction" He screwed his face up at McGonagall, not even wanting to comment. He left in a flurry of anger, more at himself than Mcgonagall. He wished so bad that he could control his emotions better. "How dare she speak to me like that! My father will be hearing about this, stupid old bat" He felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and then he hit the ground hard. He hadn't been looking where he was going and he'd banged into you. You sat there on the floor, not really knowing what to do, you just blinked at him absently. You were almost scared of how he would react, but he just sat there with the same absent look, blinking back at you. Then something cut through the air and you both shook yourselves, getting to your feet. 
"You should watch where you're going you know" The aggression in his voice took you by surprise and you widened your eyes, taken aback. 
"Right" You turned on your heels in annoyance. You hated how he blew hot and cold constantly. One minute he would be smiling fondly at you and the next he was treating you like s**t again, as if he was suffering from a split personality.
"Wait, no, I'm sorry" He grabbed your arm to stop you from leaving but in your annoyance you yanked it away.
"You can't be like that you know! You're messing me around, one minute you're nice and the next you're cold and nasty, pick one!" As a group of students pass the end of the hall, he pulls you behind a pillar. He's right in your face now, holding your arms firmly.
"You don't understand" He almost whispers this
"You have this effect on me. I can't control it" He sounded in pain, like he was forcing this out against his own will.
"I've tried so hard, but I'm not strong enough, I can't stay away from you any more" He pushes his nose against yours, his warm breath on your face. You breathe hard, your heart racing now. He presses his lips against yours, his hands tangling themselves in your hair. He's kissing you more aggressively now, and your hands fall over his shoulder, your hands scrunching his shirt passionately. Someone clears their throat and you both jump apart. Professor Snape stands there, arms folded. 
"Now am I to understand that you think that this is appropriate behaviour from fifth year students?" He looks mostly at Draco, who looks to the floor, shaking his head weakly. 
"Detention, for both of you, tomorrow night. You will both be in the dungeons at 6pm sharp or face the consequences, now back to your dormitories, immediately" you both turn and walk in different directions, both smiling to yourselves all the way back.

The great hall was filled with green, red and gold. The giant Christmas tree stood proud at end of the hall. There were a good deal less people than usual as most people had went home to spend the holidays with their families. You sat at the Gryffindor table, watching the people buzz around you with excitement. As you got to your feet, you caught Draco's eye. Your heart thumped wildly. You hadn't seen him since that heated moment in the corridor and the detention that followed, where you hadn't been allowed to speak to each other. His eyes followed you as you left the great hall, he got up quickly, following you. You felt a hand pull you behind a pillar and suddenly you were face to face with Draco again. He smiled a sinister smile at you, looking you up and down. 
"I got the feeling you were avoiding me" You say, more coldly than intended, remembering how you haven't spoke in so long
"Scared your friends might find out?" You raise an eyebrow, teasing him.
"No" He says, firmly, trying to sound as rebellious as possible. You laugh, refusing to accept this. He leans forward and kisses you strongly. He takes your hand then, pressing his finger to his lips, signalling your silence. He pulls you in the direction of the dungeons. You don't really know how, but you make it to his dorm and luckily there's no one there. He gives you that sinister smile again and pulls you down onto his bed, falling on top of you. He kisses you fiercely. You feel his heart beating faster than ever and yours beats in unison. He moves down to kiss your neck and you bite your lip, closing your eyes tightly. His hands move under your shirt, pulling it off over your head. His shirt and trousers end up on the floor along with your skirt, and soon after, both your underwear. After it's finished you both lie down, breathless and sweaty. He pulls you onto his chest, his heart beat finally slowing down to a steady pace. You both fall into a contented sleep, safe in each others arms.