❝I refuse to give you to anyone else.
You need to know that you're mine and mine only.❞

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Alem opened his eyes softly when his mind told him to wake up. With a groan, he sits up on his bed and rubs any sand that invaded the corners of his eyes.

Surprisingly, no sunlight was pouring down the windows of the room. He was proud of himself when he realized that he woke up early.

He glanced over at (Y/N)'s bed, expecting them to sprawl out across their bed with a mouthful of drool trickling down their chin and their pillows and blankets already fallen off the bed.

But, to his surprise and confusion, there was no (Y/N) sleeping on the bed.

"Did they already wake up?" Alem mumbled but shook his head at the thought of (Y/N) waking up early.

I mean, this is (Y/N) he's talking about. There is no way that they would wake up at this kind of time.

"But, where did they even go?" Alem asked to himself and glanced over at his other roommate's beds.

The two boys, whom Alem recognized as Crabbe and Goyle was sleeping soundly. But, his confusion grew once he saw another empty bed, or more specifically, Draco's bed.

Suddenly, his (E/C) eyes grew wide at the realization of what the empty beds of his brother/sister and Draco meant.

Alem frantically threw the blanket away from him and immediately but silently walked over to the door.

It was only then he realized that the door wasn't even properly closed, which meant that the two Slytherins walked outside the room or possibly even the common room when it was midnight. He felt anger bubbling up inside him at the thought of Draco being with (Y/N).

There was no way in hell that he's going to let someone like him be with (Y/N).

Once Alem stepped out of the room, he closed the door and made his way to the common room where he was graced with an unruly sight that almost made him flip the nearest table.

On the sofa that was right in front of the fireplace slept (Y/N), their small body curled up to be able to squeeze themselves in the small sofa.

Next to (Y/N) was a sleeping Draco Malfoy, his head buried in his arms next to (Y/N)'s head.

Alem stomped his way towards the two Slytherins and was about to pull his older sibling away from the sofa until he saw dried tear stains on (Y/N)'s cheek.

Alem took a small step back and glanced over at Draco with a pursed lip. "Did he...?" Alem thought for a moment then shook his head, obviously finding his assumption to be ridiculous.

Without any second thoughts, Alem slowly shook (Y/N) awake.

"(Y/N), wake up." He whispered. (Y/N) stirred softly in their sleep and after a while, their eyes fluttered open. They didn't expect to see their brother first thing in the morning.

"...Is it morning already?" They slurred and moved slightly to cover themselves away from Alem.

"Sort of. I mean, the sun is almost rising." He shrugged.

"Then, let me sleep for a little longer, Alem. I don't wake up at 4 am." (Y/N) groaned and moved their hand around to find their pillow and their blanket.

But, to their surprise, their hand came in contact with something... soft and squishy...?

They immediately turned around to see what their hand came in contact with. Their eyes widened and a loud gasp escaped their lips once they saw a familiar platinum haired boy sleeping so soundly next to them.

"What in the actual piece of flying f--"

"First of all, (Y/N). You and Malfoy left the room without me knowing and I'm absolutely pissed that you two are snuggling to each other like best friends. Second of all, what happens if someone sees you like this!?" Alem gestured exaggeratedly at the two.

"I'm afraid someone already has." A familiar deep voice came behind Alem. The Rosewood twins' shoulders jumped at the sudden surprise and turned to look at the owner of the voice.

Both of their mouths hung agape once they saw Professor Snape standing there with the usual unamused look on his face.

(Y/N) immediately climbed out of the sofa, almost tripping and waking Draco in the process.

The platinum haired Slytherin's head rose up and rubbed his eyes to see what the fuss was all about.

He was petrified when he saw Professor Snape standing there and he rose up to his feet, stumbling slightly.

"G-Good morning, Professor. Um, what brings you here?" (Y/N) stammered while scratching her (H/C) bed hair. Alem stood there, shocked at the sudden appearance of Slytherin head.

"Should I not be asking you two that, Miss/Mr Rosewood and Mr Malfoy?" Professor Snape towered at the three first years with an intimidating glare.

(Y/N) turned to look at the platinum haired Slytherin with a flustered expression and pointed at him accusingly.

"Professor, I was meant to be alone here in the common room however Malfoy appeared beside me as soon as I woke up from my sleep here." The (H/C) haired Slytherin said truthfully. However, they couldn't definitely say the reason as to why she slept in the common room instead of their own room with Alem.

Alem slightly glared at Draco, thinking that he might've tried to do something to his older sibling.

Draco, however, was trying to ransack his brain just to think of any reason to avoid punishment from Professor Snape.

He couldn't tell them that he followed (Y/N) downstairs, listened to them sing, began to like them after doing so and slept beside them as an act of protection.

Professor Snape kept the room silent for a moment until he opened his mouth to speak. "Should I see you both doing such things once more, punishment will be unavoidable." He narrowed his eyes and walked away, leaving us with a relieved sigh escaping their lips.

(Y/N) turned to look at Draco with a look of silent judgement. They knew that Draco must've followed them down here and watched them cry and sing for a minute.

It was embarrassing for (Y/N) and they knew that the Malfoy heir wouldn't hesitate to tease them about it.

"Malfoy, I swear to Merlin, if you were trying to do anything conspicuous with my brother/sister--!" Alem stomped towards Draco, his (E/C) eyes narrowed as ever.

"Oh cool off, will you, Rosewood?" The platinum haired Slytherin rolled his eyes, annoyed at how Alem was acting.

To avoid anymore questions from the Rosewood twins, Draco left the room and back towards their room.

(Y/N) watched Draco's retreating form disappear into the corner while Alem's fuming cheeks softened.

He turned to look at the window where the Black Lake stood and from the distance, the light of the sun could be seen.

"Well, let's just get ready." Alem sighed, looking away from the window and back towards (Y/N). They were already curled comfortably in the sofa with their back faced against the fireplace.

"Let me sleep, Alem; it's still 5 AM." They grumbled, burying their face deeper in order to feel the sweet tranquility of sleep once more. Alem groaned and grabbed their arm, pulling them away from the sofa.

"If you're going to sleep again, at least go back in our room!"

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I opened my eyes once I felt my shoulder being shaken. My vision tried to stabilize but after a while, I could see the person peering my face clearly now.

However, I yelped and jumped away from the person, making me fall out of the bed and groan in pain.

"Merlin's beard, Draco... Why were you so close?" I grabbed the edge of the bed to gain some support for me to stand up on my own.

Draco stared at me with wide eyes and a heavy blush tinted on his pale cheeks.

"Are you sick?" I asked, my hand reaching out to touch his forehead.

"Did you just call me Draco?" He asked, making my hand stop halfway. I immediately retracted my hand away and realized that I just called him by his first name as if we were close or something.

I internally shook my head and kept my composure as if his words meant nothing.

"You must've misheard me; I called you by your full name." I tried to put up a good lie. Draco's eyes softened and the blush disappeared from his cheeks, like he's disappointed or something.

I immediately felt bad.

Maybe I wouldn't have to call Draco by his last name all the time if I just call him by his first name.

And I wouldn't have to brush it off as if it was a mistake.

"But," I dragged, looking away and scratching my hair. "If you want me to, then I guess I could?" I asked and was ready for a full rant from Draco, knowing that he is the tsundere type of these kinds of things.

When I peered over to see what Draco's face has to say, the same look he had when I, mistakenly, called him by his first name returned.

But, he looked away and narrowed his eyes. "This is outrageous! Why would I ever let you use my first name? We aren't even that friendly anyway!" His voice boomed throughout the room. I shrugged and walked past him to go to the bathroom.

"Well, I guess you don't want me to then. It's alright, no pressure." I monotoneously replied to his reaction before opening the door to the bathroom.

"But fine!" Draco's voice raised even higher as if he was trying to make me stop.

And I did.

"Since you're clearly a git that calls everyone by their first name as if you have no shame at all." Draco mumbled but was loud enough for me to hear.

I grinned at what he said. "Well, I really am a git, Draco." I laughed and entered the bathroom, locking it in the process to make sure no one else gets in.

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Draco's heart thumped and he crumbled down to his knees when (Y/N) showed him that grin and how they pronounced his name perfectly.

He wanted them to say his name again.

It was as if their mouth was made for them to just say his name and talk about him all over again. It was the perfect melody for his ears.

However, he stopped and thought to himself, clearly disgusted and surprised at his sudden feelings and actions for someone that he supposedly hates.

Someone that he just met.

"What is wrong with me? I'm not... like this!" Draco gritted his teeth and tried to fight his way out of his sudden infatuation with the oldest Rosewood.

However, the curse itself was changing his mindset; it's convincing him that he isn't doing anything wrong.

It's love.

It's something that everyone experiences every once in a while. It's okay to experience it.

"No, they changed me." Draco stood up and stared at the locked bathroom door with a loving smile.

"I'm fine. This is perfectly normal." He smiled even wider before looking at the neatly hanged Slytherin robes at the wall next to (Y/N)'s bed.

Draco took the robes. He sniffed it and the scent of (Y/N)'s perfume lingered into his nose.

He swooned and sighed, staring at the robes lovingly.

It's the same robe that (Y/N) wears. It's in his hands. He's touching it.

The platinum haired Slytherin took off his own robes and hung it to the wall next to (Y/N)'s bed, as where their hanged robes should've been.

Draco slipped (Y/N)'s robes on and felt himself crumbling in excitement and happiness.

"Perfect." Draco chuckled and walked out of the common room with a smug smile on his face.

He's already having a nice day.

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I walked my way towards the Great Hall with a huge smile on my face. I'm feeling pretty great. Once I've reached the Great Hall, I walked towards the Slytherin table and searched for my little brother.

Unfortunately, the small heathen was nowhere to be found which I found was weird.

I raised my eyebrows in confusion and wondered where Alem could've gone. I shrugged and walked towards the Gryffindor table instead.

Harry, Hermione, Ron and Neville were sitting next to each other, eating and talking to each other. Harry diverted his attention towards me when he saw me getting close.

"Good morning, y'all." I greeted and sat down next to Ron. He didn't scoot away this time which I thought was nice.

I looked at the red-haired boy and gave him a huge smile as an extra for my greeting. He returned it back with a smile as well.

"Morning. You're not going to sit with your house?" Hermione asked, taking a bite out of a pudding on her plate. I shook my head and helped myself to a chicken drumstick.

"Alem's not here so I figured I'll just sit with you guys." I shrugged and took a huge bite, the feeling of hunger slowly disappearing.

"Alem?" Harry asked, confused as to who I was talking about. I blinked and swallowed my food before I explained.

"Oh, my brother. The one that looks just like me." Their eyes lightened when they understood who I was talking about.

Ron nodded and ate his food hungrily like he hadn't eaten for an entire day. Hermione stared at the way Ron was eating and was uncomfortable.

"Woah, slow down, Weasley." I laughed. Ron noticed this and started to eat more slowly this time with a small blush of embarrassment present on his cheeks.

Once Ron swallowed his food, he turned to look at me.

"You... don't mind hanging out with us?" He asked. However, I can't tell if he's asking me if I want to hang out with them or if he's asking me if I'm fine with hanging out with them because I'm a Slytherin.

"No, why would I?" I answered neutrally.

"Because Malfoy over there looks extremely displeased and angry. Might wanna sort that out later, yeah?" He smirked, glancing over my shoulders before taking another bite out of his breakfast.

I raised my eyebrows in confusion and turned around to look at Draco who's eyes was extremely narrowed and his shoulders twitching in anger.

I coughed, turned my heads back to the golden trio since his stare was so intense that if looks could kill, I would've been dead already.

"It's not for him to decide if I should hang out with you guys or not." I shrugged and smiled at them.

They looked at each other and returned my smile.

With that, we continued to talk about a bunch of stuff since we still have time before classes start.

Although they were all stating some things about their past, I had to pretend as if I didn't know them.

Because I already did in the first place.

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Harry felt at as if he misunderstood the (H/C) haired Slytherin in front of him. While they were weird, crazy and nonsensical when they first met, it seems like they were really kind and very unbiased.

(Y/N) held something in their eyes as if they were hiding something, making them mysterious.

He didn't mind if (Y/N) became his friend, even though they're a Slytherin. After all, they don't care about the feud between the houses and becomes friendly with the three of them so why not give them a chance?

Ron and Hermione felt the same thing about (Y/N); they were both so uncomfortable by them but when they showed that they were different from the other Slytherins, Ron and Hermione began to change their mind.

From then and there, the three immediately knew that (Y/N) would be a great friend. However, they can't stop the death glare that the Malfoy heir was sending their way.

Of course, it's unavoidable considering that he has fallen for (Y/N) already.

Jealousy was exploding and thumping vigorously inside Draco's body. He didn't even bother to stop Pansy from clinging into his arm because all he could see was his envy for the three Gryffindors.

They're a Slytherin, for Merlin's sake! Why bother to go and socialize with Gryffindors!?

Is what Draco thought.

It was good enough that he was getting close to (Y/N) by letting them use his first name but no, it felt like (Y/N) was getting way closer with Harry, Hermione and Ron.

He obviously can't let that happen, no matter what.

As Draco stood, Pansy removed her arm from Draco's as she looked up to him in confusion. Crabbe and Goyle was confused as well.

"Dracy?" Draco internally cringed at the nickname that Pansy gave him but didn't show it on his face.

Without answering her, Draco walked up to the Gryffindor table. Specifically, towards Harry.

He had to get the most problematic one out of the way first.

Harry's expression turned grim and so did Ron's when he saw Draco walk up to him. (Y/N) looked up to the platinum haired Slytherin and gave him a glare.

"Potter." He simply said, spitting the chosen one's name like it was pure venom.

"What do you want, Draco?" (Y/N)'s eyes narrowed. Draco's insides fluttered once he heard them call him by his name once more.

"None of your business at the moment, (Y/N)" But he had to keep it cool. He kept his steely glare at the raven haired boy.

"You're a brave one, aren't you? Considering you've been sorted in Gryffindor and all." Draco asked but Hermione rolled her eyes.

The platinum haired Slytherin didn't take Hermione's reaction too well and silently cursed her inside his head.

"Get to the point, Malfoy." Harry said, getting annoyed at the presence of Draco.

"You ruined the mood." Ron mumbled, looking away but Draco clearly heard what he had said. He turned his head towards Ron.

"Oh, don't worry, Weasley. I'm not here to get all chummy." He scoffed and turned back towards Harry, placing his hands inside his pockets.

"Tonight, Potter. After curfew, Go to the Trophy Room and face me." Draco challenged Harry.

The raven haired boy blinked and turned to look at (Y/N), who was facepalming and didn't expect the duel to happen so soon.

Hermione and Ron grew nervous at the challenge that Draco dared to Harry.

I mean, it could definitely give him trouble and an injury or two.

"What, you're scared?" Draco scoffed and smirked, trying to get under Harry's skin. Seeing the sudden angered look that Harry had, he smirks further.

Harry stands up and faces him, bravery and determination filled in his eyes.

"You better not run away, Malfoy." Harry's eyes glistened. (Y/N) inwardly laughed; she knows that Draco wouldn't even go in the first place.

"I have no intention to." After that, Draco walks away from them and walks back to the Slytherin table.

He surely does have no intention to run away.

Because (Y/N) is on the line.

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❝When all's said and done, all roads lead to the same end.
So it's not so much which road you take,
As how you take it.❞