Y/N was in more of a strop the following morning than she had been during the evening. She practically pushed Malfoy's hands off of her waist and ignored his pleas for her to come back to bed. Instead, she got ready for the day and left her dorm extra early— leaving him by himself.
She didn't think too much of it at first. After all, she couldn't see either of her friends for the rest of the week AND he edged her last night. It's only fair, right?
So, her feet instinctively dragged her to her favourite place on earth. The library. The smell of old books and leather enticed her as she walked through the aisles, her fingertips grazing the spines of passing books. She searched them for titles that intrigued her curious mind most.
"How did I know I'd find you here?" Asked a voice from behind. Y/N gasped and turned away from the row of shelves, only to be met with the warmest of smiles.
"Dad!" She breathed in relief. Harry opened his arms wide and Y/N ran straight into them. The strong smell of cedar oil clung to his robes and it brought her back to her childhood. "I've missed you..." she murmured softly, feeling her father sway her ever so gently.
"I've only been gone a day." Harry said, cupping the back of her head in his palm. When they pulled back, Harry smiled and pulled the flap off a satchel he was carrying. Inside, he pulled out a hard copy of one of her favourite books.
"I visited your mother on Sunday— so I thought I'd bring back one of your favourites from the house." He smiled, handing her the book. Y/N had to repress a squeal of delight and accepted it with utmost care.
She may not have Nate or Carmen's company for the rest of the week, but at least she had her favourite book.
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Later that evening, Y/N was walking to the Great Hall for something to eat when she felt her phone buzz. She'd already ignored at least a dozen messages from Professor Malfoy throughout the day, but this one was different.
Professor Malfoy x
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When she swiped on the notification, she almost dropped her phone. She quickly glanced around and was relieved to find the corridor was empty. Y/N looked back down at her phone, her heart in her throat.
Malfoy had sent her one of those pictures...
Two more messages followed.
Professor Malfoy x
Come to my office, princess
I need that sweet pussy
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Y/N paused in her footsteps, contemplating. Malfoy must've seen she'd opened his messages, because he continued to text her.
Professor Malfoy x
Now.
Delivered 5:26 PM
Y/N swallowed down her nerves.
Professor Malfoy x
I'll come get you myself if I have to.
You didn't help me last night.
Why should I come and help you?
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Professor Malfoy x
I know I didn't, I'm sorry.
If you come over I'll make it up to you.
Delivered 5:27 PM
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FanfictionLord Voldemort is supposedly dead. In the aftermath of a devastating war, life in the magical world has returned to normal in all its glory. Y/N Potter, the daughter of the Boy Who Lived, is pressurised into following in her fathers footsteps. Howev...
