Dracotok Story

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You sit down in your seat at the Great Hall six minutes before breakfast ends.

"She finally arrived," Ron says.

"Where were you anyways?" Asks Hermione.

"I think I know where she was." Harry says, pointing at the various fresh bruises on your neck who you were trying to hide under your hair before he gestures across the room to Draco just sitting down at the Slytherin table.

"Looks like me and 'Mione weren't the only ones that had a shag," Ron whispers, bumping his shoulder with Hermione's. In response, Hermione slaps his arm. "Ow!"

"Look at Harry being the innocent one of the group," you say, patting him on the back.

He slowly puts down his fork and looks at you. "Bold of you to assume I didn't have sex last night."

Everyone went silent for a couple seconds besides Ron who choked on his food a little. "Can we not talk about you shagging my sister?" He says when he swallowed his food.

"Well, y/n is the one that brought it up."

"Where is Ginny, anyways?" You ask, looking around the table for her.

Harry looks guilty as he stares down at his plate.

"...Harry?" You ask again.

"Ron's not gonna like this."

Ron groans then says "spit it out, mate."

He hesitates, but says "...bedridden."

You and Hermione burst out laughing, but Ron looks disgusted.

"He really went 'Feel the power of the chosen one!'," you say through staggered breaths, earning a laugh from Harry and a suppressed grin from Ron.

"Okay, but y/n, do you want help covering those up?" Hermione asks.

"No," you say. "I think it's cute how this is his way of showing other men I'm taken."

"Do you really?" Ron says, seeing through your lies. "I mean, you don't see me sucking on Hermione's neck and making her wear them." That earned another arm slap from his girlfriend.

You sit up straight. "I wear them with pride," you say, feeling pity for yourself.

Your friends share a look of concern.

Harry leans in and whispers "but won't people think you're a- ya know..." Now, Hermione slaps Harry across the head before he could finish that sentence. She gives him a 'don't you dare' death glare.

"No, I get it," you say. "I hope people don't comment on it. But, Draco's pretty intimidating though, so they might not wanna try that."

When breakfast is over, you have charms first block along with Draco so you walk with him.

Here comes trouble, you think as you hear Cedric Diggory behind you.

"What've we got here?" He remarks when he sees the hickeys on your neck.

You try to walk faster, rolling your eyes.

That doesn't stop Cedric from striding in front of you and stopping you with a hand on your shoulder. "Looks like we've got ourselves a slut."

Draco sharply turns his head and pushes Cedric off of you, angrier than you've ever seen him before.

This ordeal is looking quite familiar. "Don't push it, Cedric. You know what happened last year," you warn him. Cedric seems to like picking fights.

"What did you say, Diggory?" Draco growls, ushering you away from him.

Cedric confidently takes a step forward. "I said... she's a slut. A whore..."

You want to stop the upcoming fight, but you know Draco won't listen to you.

You run. You don't want to be there.

"...Malfoy's whore," you hear Cedric say before you round the corner. Right after that, you hear him yell out in pain. Then another "Malfoy's whore!... Malfoy's" A bone cracking, and he screams again. "MALFOY'S WH- WHORE!" Each word more psychotic sounding than the last as his teeth get knocked out. You didn't see it, but you knew that's what's happening.

You put your hands to your ears as you run through the halls. People bump into you going the opposite way wanting to see what all the screaming is about.

The words ring in your head: Slut. Whore. Malfoy's whore!