Y/N POV
The herd spring breeze whiffled down over Hogwarts ground, swaying the grass and leaves to send chills to the pupils hanging outside the huge castle. Draco coaxed me to drape my spring shawl around my neck before I left this morning, but I ended up didn't do as he said and I could pretty much say that I regretted it.
It was initially a picnic only for the girls. I invited Ginny and Luna but they suddenly said they were busy doing potions homework, which made me wonder what kind of tiring paperwork Slughorn passed to the fifth year students. And for that, the two Gryffindor boys were called to replace them.
That was Hermione's idea which I dissented. Nothing could be done since Hermione was also quite stubborn and I couldn't help but pity the boys, especially Ron whose eyes were sparkling up and drool was trickling out of his gagging mouth when I showed them the éclairs.
"Don't rush, Ron. We have plenty of it. Didn't you just recover?" I cautioned as I watched the Weasley munching up three éclairs in one go.
Of course, Ron the pig ignored my words.
"God, I'm so dead tonight if he finds out about this," I crooned, dipping a strawberry in the chocolate sauce.
"You mean Malfoy?" Asked Harry the chosen one which definitely didn't make him a bright wizard.
"Who else I'm sharing my room with per your brilliant assumption, Harry?"
Harry rolled his eyes as he threw some real normal sugar balls into his mouth, champing it as if he was chewing a 500-gram much-longer-than-well-done steak. So tough that an irksome sound from his teeth grinding the savoury round sweet spread all over the place as it was carried by the wind to cover every part of the small lea we were in.
What bothered me the most was the not-very-pleasant sight which my eyes had to behold. First, coming from Ron with the cream making a nest-like moustache above his mouth, then Harry who couldn't seem to close his mouth while eating.
I toiled away to suppress the need to yell at them and I should thank Hermione who quickly nudged both of the boys on the arms. They fixed their manner a bit, though it didn't vary too much than before.
"Anyway, I'm friends with Astoria Greengrass now," I started after sipping my pomegranate tea.
Elucidating my supposedly evil plan masked under the friendship guise to a group of saint-like Gryffindors was incredibly hard. I was hoping they would understand the reason behind this make-believe play without claiming me to be a wicked person.
Well, I fail badly.
Instead of trusting their friend, they preferred to put all the blame on my lovely fiance for being a bad influence on me. And that was totally wrong.
"Wanna know our opinion about this?" Harry said, turning serious with him straightened his back.
I nodded faintly after pouring more of the red coloured tea into my cup.
Ron sent Harry a look, almost like he was trying to stop him. Meanwhile, Hermione looked like she was demanding Harry to say something and by this, I finally realised this rendezvous was plotted by them. I was being deceived.
"We think it's Malfoy," Harry declared.
Of course, they still hate each other.
"Why would my own boyfriend drug me?"
"To maybe...you know— uh...to–"
Hermione sighed and took over Harry's job to talk, "To rape you and I know you might deny it but he clearly has a convincing motive to do that."
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We Belong Together || Draco Malfoy X Reader
Fanfiction"A pure-blood is born to be with another pure-blood" Getting paired up with Draco Malfoy by their parents all the time wasn't the best thing, to begin with. How would Y/N Richards cope up with all that? Would she eventually fall for Draco's charm? S...
