Blood Traitor- Draco Malfoy x Hufflepuff reader

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It's been a couple of weeks since Draco confronted me after the Quidditch match and I haven't spoken to him since. Honestly, I don't know how to feel about it. On the one hand, he can be an annoying prick, on the other hand, he is occasionally really sweet and I miss that side of him. Merlin's beard why do I even care about whether or not he talks to me. Sometimes I wonder if I'm still indoctrinated. Not by my parents but by his charm. Apart from the endless wondering, everything has actually been pretty ordinary (for Hogwarts at least.) which is great cos it means I can spend time chilling out with my friends. ******************************* Nothing lasts very long at Hogwarts and that includes the short periods of normality. It all started when I heard a familiar voice calling my name. "(Y/N)!" It was Draco. Turning to face him, I can't help but wonder...why now. "What?" I say keeping up our pretence due to the fact that we are in public. In response, Draco simply led me to the room we recently discovered. Still wondering what he wanted I stayed in the room. "Can tell me what this is about now please?" I ask him still extremely confused. "They're planning something." Is his simple and vague response. Obviously, I am extremely worried. "Who are 'they' and what are 'they' planning?" I need answers; he can't just leave it at that! "My parents and..." He pauses but I know what he's going to say so I finish the sentence for him. "The (L/N)s" He nods. "I don't know what they're going to do but from what I've overheard I'm pretty sure that it involves both of us." Now I'm seriously confused. "What do you mean both of us?" I snap, desperate for answers. "Me and you." He states in a condescending tone. I sigh. Why is he always so arrogant? It really gets on my nerves! "I know that! What I'm asking is why us? I mean I get why you'd be a part of it. You're Draco Malfoy: son of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy and future death eater. But why would they want me? (Y/N): the blood traitor who was disowned by the (L/N)s. I hardly doubt they'd want me as an ally." Suddenly a dark thought popped into my head. What if they don't want me as an ally but want to dispose of me. Honestly, I don't know which would be worse. Desperately I try to stay calm. They won't get me. I won't let them. Judging by his reaction I guess he can see my fear. Suddenly he grabs my hands. "Please try not to worry" As much as I appreciate his rare moments of sincerity, he must know how pointless his advice is right now. Fear fills my body. Heart pounding. I'm shaking. Voices screaming, echoing inside my head. Darkness. ****************************** The hospital wing. I'm all too familiar with this view. Slowly the memories start flooding back. Darkness creeping in. Mixing with my blood. Flowing through my veins. Breathe. Stay calm. You're safe. Luckily it works. I can relax again the fear seems to leave my body...for now at least. After a few minutes, Madam Pomfrey informs me that I was unconscious for about 10 minutes. Once she has done her final checks I am free to go. Rumours fill the corridor; none are true but all understandable. According to the gossip Draco cursed me. Many say that it was an unprovoked attack. However, some people are claiming it was a duel. I hope that none of the staff believe that one; if they did then I would risk being expelled. As soon as I get to the common room I am bombarded with questions. "Are you alright?" "Did he really use a curse on you" "Which one?" "I heard it was the cruciatus curse. Is that true?" That's it. It's up to me to spread the truth. Especially since a lot of these rumours could land Draco in serious legal trouble. "Okay, here's what happened straight from me. I had a panic attack and fainted. Malfoy found me. That's all that happened." When I have said what I needed to say I go straight to bed. I really don't want to have to deal with any further questions right now. ****************************** Hours have passed and I'm still lying awake, staring at the ceiling. Scary thoughts filling my head. What do they want? Are they going to kill me? Torture me? What about the imperius curse. That would definitely be the worst outcome. Having no control. Close friends I've made throughout the years assuming that I was doing what I decided. They'd think that I was just like my parents. One thing's for certain, I would die before I ever did anything willingly. Now that I know that they want me to be involved future seems darker and colder than ever. Maybe I'll never be able to escape my family's legacy. Perhaps I'm destined to help the dark lord rise again. It may well be that I'll be forced to follow in (M/N) and (F/N)'s footsteps. But I know one thing. I'll fight for what I believe in and risk my life escaping such a miserable fate.