I Can Only Imagine (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

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(Y/N) POV

"I can agree to that," Dumbledore said. I knew I was caught when Malfoy told me. I just want to know what the punishment was already.

"What is the punishment, sir?" I questioned.

"No more playing on the Quidditch team. You will have detention for the rest of the year. Also, I am sorry to say that your punishment will go through winter break too. No doing Transfiguration or Charms spells. You are getting your wand taken away," Dumbledore looked at me apologetically.

"I understand," I said. "May I leave now." I set my wand down on his desk and showed no emotion.

"Yes."

I walked out and saw that Draco had snuck back to me. He gave me a big hug.

"Don't think that I am mad at you. I know you had no choice." I pulled away from the embrace. "Remember that please."

He looked at me with sadness in his eyes. "What do you mean?" He asked.

"You are going to blame yourself for what happened. Don't. It's my fault," I said smiling through tears.

He hugged me tighter. "You know where we need to go?" He asked me with a smile.

"Where could we possibly go at this time?" I questioned.

"Quidditch field. Professor Dumbledore only said no more playing on the team," Draco explained. Just then we heard something crash in the hall.

I whipped my head around. "Who goes there?" 

Harry Potter came around the corner.

"You were the one that said that CURSE!" Potter shouted the last part. I ran up to him and tackled him with a hand over his mouth.

"Yes. Yes, I did. Are you happy now that you have something against me? Huh?" I said. I took my hand off of his mouth.

"YOU-" I slapped my hand over his mouth again.

"QUIET down," I said. I still have him in a tackling position. Taking my hand off his mouth, I got off the ground.

"BUT-" I punched him in his jaw.

"I told you to quiet down and didn't. You are not special Harry Potter. You don't get to go around yelling about me or Draco like you always do. And if I hear my name come from your mouth then you better hope I am in a good mood," I said in an eerily calm voice.

Potter had tears in his eyes and a huge red mark on his jaw. "Whatever. You will just be like your father."

I stared at him in awestruck.

DRACO'S POV

I watched (Y/N) stare at Potter in surprise. I started to slowly walk up to Potter. 

"Potter. You don't know what her father has done to her. Did you know that he beats her? Do you wanna know why she knows the Unforgivable Curses? Her father was using her as a weapon and still is," I spat out angrily. 

"I-I didn't know," Potter looked scared. I finally reached him. 

Wounding up my arm I looked over at (Y/N) and she nodded. I left hooked Potter so that he has a huge red mark on the other side of his jaw.

HARRY'S POV (Thought I might add him)

I couldn't see through all my tears. (Y/N) and Malfoy had just punched me and my jaw hurts bad.  Starting to run in the opposite direction, I heard someone shout my name. It was Hermoine.

"Harry! Harry," Ron started to say too.

"W-what do you want?" I asked, not really in the mood to talk.

"What happened, mate?" Ron asked. He is probably worried about seeing one of his best friends crying with a bruised jaw.

"I had a run-in. That's all," I said unconvincingly. 

"Harry, who did you have a run-in?" Hermoine asked, scared.

"(Y/N) and Malfoy," I said giving up on the whole do-not-tell-them-anything plan.

"What did you say to (Y/N)?" Hermoine asked, really scared this time.

"I told her she was going to end up like her father. And some other stuff about her being the one who said the curse. Then she and Malfoy both punched me,"  I explained.

Ron just stood there awestruck while Hermoine had tears in her eyes.

"What?" I questioned Hermoine.

"You don't know half of what her father does. He beats her and Marcus. He uses her as a weapon for the Dark Lord. He is a cheater. He tried using me. YOU DON'T KNOW WHO HE IS," Hermoine started to yell.

"Like you do!" I yelled back. "Why would he want to use you anyways. He probably thinks you're worthless like Marcus and (Y/N) does!"

Hermoine started to cry. Ron tried to comfort her but she kept pushing him away.

She took a deep breath and said, "(Y/N) and Marcus are my cousins. When Tia was still in Cuba, my family would tell me stories of them."

Ron and I looked at Hermoine as if she was talking Yiddish.

"What?" Ron broke the silence.

"So you did know the truth," An unknown voice came down the hallway.

"Yunuen?" Ron questioned and started to blush.

"Uh-huh. Yep. I am not here for you though. Harry, I have a message," She said with an evil smirk on her face.

"W-what," I said while trying to wipe my face. Yunuen was also (Y/N)'s cousin.

"Mess with one Slytherin, you get the Basilisks," She said. I was so confused.

"Huh?" 

"We all know what you said to Miss Flint. About her father. And we also know your latest antics. Trying to find the stone. Beware," She replied walking off and disappearing.

"What was that about?" I asked.

"I don't know, mate," Ron replied.

"We better watch ourselves around Slytherins now," Hermoine said.

Ron, Hermoine, and I stood in the middle of the corridor watching the stairs move. I am not in a pickle and they know that. With Slytherins threatening me and punching me,  I'll never be able to get anything done.'

I need the Sorcerer's Stone.