I Can Only Imagine (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

4

Harry Potter gave me this weird plus embarrassment smile. Humph. Weird. 

"S-so, I guess we are partners until December. Anything you would like me to know?" He asked and then looked at me with doe eyes.

"Yes, actually. I would like you to know that you are pathetic. That you are not wanted by the Slytherins and never will," I smiled.

He gasped, "Okay." He looked down at his shoes. "Well, we better get started. We have to read from our potions book."

I started reading and looked over at Zabini and Pansy. They seem to have a good time with their partners. 

I heard someone clear their throat then, probably trying to get the attention of someone no doubt. "Professor Snape, sir. You forgot to put the "y" after Weasel." Ron. Called it.

Snape dramatically turned around. "Excuse me?"

"Y--y-you forgot to put thee "y" after Weasel. It's Weasley," Ron said stuttering.

"Look at my face. Does it look like I care?" Snape questioned. I raised my hand after I read all the pages. "Miss Flint?"

"For the Boil-Cure potion, are we actually going to be making it. If so, I would like to try it on someone to see if it actually works," I smiled maliciously. 

"Hm. You will be making the potion, but won't be using it. Am I understood?" He replied. "Class dismissed."

I got up and walked over to Pansy. "Looks like this year is going to be fun," Pansy smirked.

"You got that right. Urgh!" Pansy shrieked. I stared in horror. We just saw Marcus and another girl in his year shag.

"I am going to pretend I didn't see that. That was probably one of the grossest things that I have seen Marcus do," I said, irritated. 

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Over the next month, I have been making Potter's life horrible. I am probably going to win this contest.

"(Y/N)! I AM ABOUT TO KICK THIS DOOR DOWN!" I heard, what I am assuming is Pansy, yell. I heard the door bang open after that. 

"Pansy! Why the yelling," I asked, mildly concerned.

"Harry Potter is on the Quidditch team! And he is only in the first year of school!" She shouted.

"What? How is that possible," I thought frantically about the Quidditch rules. "That isn't possible."

"I know! That is why I am telling you!" Pansy said. "And I thought you would be the first to be accepted on the team as a newbie. I am forever crying."

I am so annoyed with her right now. "I think I heard Draco calling your name," I seethed.

"Oh! I better go then," She said wiggling her eyebrows. I sighed and laid back on my bed. 

How am I going to beat him now? He is better than the rest of us apparently. But wait. If Potter is on the team then I can play for Snape and he can put me on the team. 

I got up and made my way towards the door. I snuck out of the dungeons towards Snape's office. When I got there the door was shut. I knocked.

"Come in," Snape said lazily. I walked in. "What brings you here at the hour, Miss Flint."

"Well, I have a question for you. Potter is on the Quidditch team for Gryfindor," I stopped there so he can soak it in.

"Potter is on the team already?" He questioned. 

"Yes sir. I was wondering if you watch me play and put me on the team," I used my words to persuade him. "I mean, it would only be fair."

"Hm. You make a good point. Do you have a broom with you now?" He said smiling to himself.

"Of course. I always have it," I pulled out my Quidditch broom necklace. 

"I will get the Slytherin team ready at Dawn tomorrow. Don't be late," He warned. "Dismissed." I left.

I was skipping in the hall when I ran into somebody. Or more and likely someone purposely ran into me.

"(Y/N), what did I tell you. I said stay out of my way," Draco spat.

"Well, if you would stop running into me then I wouldn't run into you. Would I?" I questioned.

He huffed and started to walk the opposite way he was before. "Weren't you going the other way?" 

"Huh? Oh, um, no," He said.

We walked to the dungeons together in silence. I got changed right away and climbed into bed. 

I couldn't stop thinking about tomorrow morning. Quidditch is literally my life. Come next year I was going to try out. I slowly drifted off to sleep.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Urgh. That annoying clock. Why am I up so early? Oh! QUIDDITCH!!! I quickly got up and got in some ugly robes I have. 

When I arrived on the field some of the older Slytherins greeted me. I quickly got out my broom and they cheered since the broom was necklace.

"Quiet down, now, " Snape said walking over with a box. "What position do you play, Flint?"

"Seeker, sir" I said confidently. 

"Well get on your brooms," He released all of the ball-like objects. I hopped on my broom and shot up into the air. 

After about ten minutes I caught the snitch and won my team points. 

"That is all. Come back down!" Snape yelled up. I landed a few feet from him. "You are on the team." 

I jumped up and down. I barely heard Snape when he said dismissed. Rushing to the dungeons someone bumped into me again.

"Why are you so excited?" Draco questioned.

"Um. Bye," I said and ran the rest of the way to the dorms. When I reached my dorm room door I banged it open. 

"What is your issue?" Pansy groaned. 

"PANSY. I DID IT!" I yelled excitedly. Blaise, Draco, Theo, and some other kids were in the doorway. 

"What did you do, exactly?" Blaise questioned.

"She made it on the Quidditch team!" Pansy excitedly seethed. Bragging, probably.

"What?!" Draco loudly said.

"Yep."

My head was in the clouds for the rest of the day. Practice would be everyday after classes. Yay me.