My World Dracoxreader

Chapter 3

                       (Y/N)'s POV

Laura and I walk down a hallway, heading to potions class. Laura grabs my hand, her eyes trailing up to meet mine.

"Don't hesitate to call me over if Malfoy even so much as touches you."

She says. I grin widely, nodding.

I have the best friend ever.

We walk into the classroom and Laura hesitates to let go of my hand. I give her a reassuring nod, and she lets go. I watch as she walks to her desk and sits next to George Weasely. Looking down at the floor, I make my way over to my desk. I place the books occupying my left arm onto the table, and sit down.
I hear someone laughing and look up to see Malfoy and his goons entering the room. I avert my eyes away from him and glance over to Laura, who's staring at him with daggers in her eyes. I smile slightly, thinking of what she would do to him if she could. Breaking me away from my thoughts, Malfoy sits in his seat next to me. Snape begins to gather our homework assignments.

"Change your mind?"

Malfoy whispers, watching as I pull out my papers. I glare at him,

"No."

shrugging, he hands his work to Snape. I hand over mine as well. As Snape walks past us, Malfoy whispers to me,

"get someone else to do it for you?"

"No. Unlike some of us, I'm perfectly capable of doing my own work."

I hiss, eyes glued to the blackboard. Laura did help me, but I am not about to admit that to him.

Class ends and everyone starts rushing to their next class. Suddenly, someone taps my shoulder. I turn around to see who it is, and frown.

"Leave me alone Malfoy."

I say, turning back around. I walk faster determined to get away from him. But, it's not long before Malfoy catches up to me.

"Aw, you're so adorable when you're mad."

He teases.

"Whatever."

I say, rolling my eyes.

"Oh, come on (y/l/n)! I'm just teasing."

He laughs. I stop in my tracks and turn to face him, glaring coldly I ask.

"Why are you suddenly acting like we're friends?"

He stares back at me with blank expression, before opening his mouth.

"I-"

"you just want my test answers, don't you?"

I interrupt. He looks a bit taken back, but doesn't respond.

"Well, you're not going to get anything from me, so leave. Me. Alone."

I storm off, not bothering to check if he was following.

I walk into herbology class and take my seat. Laura walks in, rushing over when spots me.

"What did he say to you?"

She asks, sitting beside me. I look up at her and see the anger in her eyes.

"He was just trying to butter me up for homework answers."

I roll my eyes.

"Ugh, he's so shallow."

She says, looking slightly relieved. I nod, and glance at the doorway.

"Speak of the devil."

I murmur. Laura follows my gaze and chuckles. Draco had walked in with his henchmen, Crabbe and Goyle.

At least he isn't laughing.

His laugh annoys the hell out of me. Well, honestly everything about Draco annoys me.
Professor Sprout calls for the class to come to the front of the room. In front of her, is a small plant in a clay pot. Students stand around it and listen as Sprout begins to explain what we're looking at.

"Dittany is a powerful, healing herb. It may be eaten raw to cure shallow wounds."

I listen intently, but Goyle and Crabbe start laughing at something. Sprout tells them to quiet down and pay attention. They do so, until Draco mutters something under his breath, causing them and a few other students to burst into laughter.

"Mr. Malfoy!"

Sprout says, breaking up the laughter. He looks over to her, grinning.

"Yes professor?"

He asks.

"You are being a disturbance to the class, therefore you will receive detention today!"

Draco's smile immediately disappears.

"You can't do that! I have quidditch practice!"

He objects.

"I can, and I have!"

She says sternly.

"My father will about this!"

"Go ahead, tell your father how you weren't paying attention in class and how you were being a distraction."

Draco crosses his arms over his chest, and rolls his eyes as Sprout continues her lesson. Laura laughs softly and leans over to me.

"It's about time someone put him in his place."

She whispers. I chuckle, nodding.

Wait. Detention? Today?

"Fuck."

I mutter under my breath.

Tonight is gonna be a nightmare.