|| hermione/ fem reader ||
a slytherin like you can't possibly be entangled with a muggle-born.
Where loyalty is everything, you are given a crucial mission: lead Harry Potter to the Dark Lord, who has declared his return. As you navigate this dang...
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"Just you and me, Potter," Draco sneered. In the courtyard, several Slytherins, with Y/N among them, stood watching from behind him.
Draco's behavior was almost becoming too predictable, and with his usual mischief, they were becoming stale. Y/N just followed along, clearly disinterested.
Hermione and Ron quickly rushed forward, approaching Draco. A flash of distress crossed their eyes.
"Let him go," Hermione intervened, her voice strained and her breathing uneven and labored.
"Stop it Draco." Ron's tone firm as he spoke next to Hermione.
Draco's platinum-blond hair remained still while he glanced to his side. With a sudden release of his hold on Harry's collar, Harry fell to his knees and collided onto the grass."Looky here, a filthy muggle-born and a cheap Weasley. Come to save your friend?" He provoked, taking a step forward.
It brought amusement to Y/N as she observed Ron displaying hesitancy while Hermione reciprocated Draco's movement.
"Leave us alone," Hermione said through her gritted teeth. She should know by now making comments like that only complicates matters with Draco further.
"Stay out of this," Draco said, "Unless you want to take Harry's place."
A few Slytherins reacted with a whispered 'oooh' as they detected the threat.
Y/N felt restless, unsure how much longer she could stand witnessing him take another victim. "Draco, come on."
Draco's cold gray eyes snapped towards Y/N. In a matter of seconds, Draco was inches from her, their nose nearly touching. "Someone's growing soft," Draco taunted.
"This is just starting to drag, don't you think?" Y/N replied coolly.
Draco kept his intense gaze. "I'm merely getting to the fun part."
"It sounds like you are implying that assaulting Hermione would be fun," Y/N said, raising an eyebrow.
Draco smirked. "Enticing, isn't it. It's been awhile since I've fought a girl."
"I suppose our definition of fun differ," Y/N said with a detached tone.
"It would be a pity if my father had to inform yours that you're siding with a mudblood," Draco retorted.
Everyone fell into stillness.
Y/N caught sight of Hermione's unease out in the corner of her eye. Her lips pressed together before she spoke, "Do as you please. Whatever helps you sleep at night.
Harry, trying to interject behind Draco, was held back by Hermione.
There was some darkness that flickered in Draco's eyes."Bear in mind, we're the only set of friends you got. Blood-traitor." He forcefully collided shoulders with Y/N before walking past her with the Slytherins following behind him.
