Her Eyes || Draco Malfoy

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"You could have easily avoided detention if you just kept your mouth shut Iris" Draco hissed as he pulled me into an empty corridor and pressed me against the wall, gently, making sure not to hurt me.

I narrowed my eyes pulling my bag up so it stayed on my shoulder "seriously Iris, I love you I really do but sometimes you just need to know when to stop acting like such a fucking gryffindor because you're not one you're a slytherin" I balled my hands into a fist and huffed out of my nose in anger at his words.

I love you too

"How am I supposed to act then huh? You want me to start being an asshole like you? Fine should I start bullying Harry who doesn't deserve it while I'm at it too? Is that what you want me to do?" I yelled, shoving him back causing him to stumble back.

"Or am I acting like a Gryffindor because I'm a pathetic excuse for a pureblood like you always told me in second year? Do you want me to start flaunting my blood status around like you? Is that what it is?"

He froze, his eyes softened and he shook his head taking a step towards me "No Iris— Iris thats not what I meant—" he tried but I cut him off by laughing dryly "really? because I seem to remember in first and second year you used to say the sorting hat made a mistake, I remember you telling me that I was a blood tratior and didn't belong in slytherin when I chose to be in slytherin! I could have easily done what my mother and Harry did and ask to be in a different house!"

He reached his hand out to my shoulder but I shrugged him off "but no I chose to be in slytherin because I felt like thats where I would fit the best but you decided to make me doubt if I belonged in Slytherin or if I belonged in Gryffindor or Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff! you hurt me with your words Draco— then you told me you never meant them but here you are! telling me I'm acting like a Gryffindor and for what reason? Because I was confronting a professor?"

I began questioning what it was I saw in him, began thinking maybe he never really changed from the arrogant prat I knew him to be for so long.

"My Love—"

"Iris— its Iris— not my love— not princess— its Iris— I'll see you after I get out of detention Draco— we can talk later— goodbye" I mumbled as I pushed past him, tears brimming my eyes as I ignored his begs behind me.

"Iris wait! please don't walk away from me! Please lets talk this out! I'm sorry! Iris!"

I ignored the stares of the the students as I walked through the crowd of students who had stood listening to Draco and I's arguments in the other corridor which lead to the dungeons.

Tears streamed down my face and I didn't stop walking till Harry pulled me aside as we entered the DADA classroom "Iris why are you crying? was it Malfoy? Do you want me to do anything?" He asked as he cupped my face gently so I could look at him.

"We got into an argument thats all— it was nothing I'm fine really— I swear I'm fine I just got overwhelmed" I told him, telling him the half truth, I wasn't fine nor was it nothing.

Harry seemed to know I was lying to him, he knew how to read my emotions and he knew how to tell when I wasn't being honest with him.

"Iris we both know that isn't true— we both know you're a horrible liar— do you want me to talk to Malfoy?" I shook my head at his question knowing he meant well but also knowing he wouldn't help the situation.

"Are you sure? Because if he hit you I'll make sure that he never does it again"

"He didn't lay a hand on me— not like that— he didn't harm me I promise he wouldn't do that he would never do anything to physically hurt me" I defended immediately before smiling softly "but thank you— really thank you" I told him as I wiped the tears off my face and followed him to Umbridges office.

I knocked softly grabbing onto Harry's wrist with my other hand out of habit when a long silence followed after before she told us to come in.

I wanted to puke the minute we walked into the office, everything was pink with cat photos so obnoxious much like the professor.

"Good evening Mr. Potter, Ms. Fay" her voice was less harsh than before in class today when she was yelling at the brunette beside me.

"Sit"

We awkwardly walked to a small table and sat down at it as she explained our punishment "you're going to be doing some lines for me" she calmly said as we both went to our bags to take our quills out "no not with your quill you two are going go be using a rather special one of mine"

With that she stood up holding two dark brown quills in her hand and placed them infront of us before telling me to write I must not disrespect my superiors till it sunk in.

"We don't have any ink" I told her as I turned to look at her before glancing over to Harry who seemed suspicious of the professors behavior "Oh you won't need any ink"

I turned back around and began writing, three or four lines I started to get a tingling feeling on the back of my hand before it started stinging causing me to drop my quill and lift my sleeve up where I saw it.

I must not disrespect my superiors

I glanced over at Harry who had done the same thing, his sleeve was up and I could barely see the letters of his lines carved onto his hand.

Tears floated in my eyes at the pain in my hand when the pink professor walked over to us knowingly and checked in on us "yes?" I wanted to slap her.

"Nothing" Harry hesitated glacing over to me as I covered the back of my hand with my palm gasping to keep myself from crying for the second time today.

"Thats right because you know deep down— you deserved to be punished don't you? Mr. Potter" she paused then looked over at me "you too Ms. Fay"

A/N

Ooooooh Draco fcked up... rip Draco, dude wasn't meaning to hurt Iris but yk,, hes an asshole sometimes so ;-;

Meanwhile Umbridge.... imma slap the shit out of her.

Someone give Harry a hug hes so sweet- like I can see him being the guy who would beat up the guy who hurt his first love like🥺💔 okay I'll shut up