Slytherin Oneshots

14. Detention

Word Count: 1032

Info: Y/n and Draco like pulling pranks at each other. This prank took place during Umbridge's class. The prank goes not as Draco planned....

Y/n x Draco

Y/n's POV
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It was Umbridge's class. Everyone hates her. Her class is dull.

But today was different. Today we found a poem about Umbridge on the board. It was a poem full of hate towards Umbridge.

I recognized the handwriting, it was
Draco...

***
When Umbridge saw the writing on the board and got mad at us. She started yelling, "who did this?"

Everyone got so scared that they stopped laughing at her.

Then she looked at me, I felt uncomfortable and sweaty. She looked at me and said with an almost yelling voice. "Y/n Y/L/n stand up."

I had nothing else to do, so I stood up. She came closer to me and said, "why did you do this?"

"I didn't do that. Why do you think that?"

I felt Draco staring at me. This is one of his pranks for sure.

"If you tell the truth now, I won't give you detention." Umbridge was sure that I wrote the poem, the poem about hating her.

"But Professor, I did not do that, it's the truth." I knew that this won't end well, but I was not going to lie and make Draco feel better.

"Okay, sit Y/n"

Even though I did what she said, she did not leave me alone. She still was standing next to me and looking at me.

Umbridge whacked me on the knuckles of my right hand. I jumped and said, "You can't go around whacking me on the knuckles. I will report this to Dumbledore"

"Sit down," Umbridge said.

I did. She had me by the right ear, which was getting out of shape. I sat down and quietly, almost inaudibly, said, "You'll regret this Professor"

"Shut it Y/l/n," Professor Umbridge said, and although I was outraged by what was happening, I did not say a word, while the whole class and especially Draco looked at me as comedy and laughed.

I had done no evil, had merely carried out her instructions, and was therefore innocent.

"But I did nothing wrong..."

Professor got more upset and said, "I won't stand any more of your nonsense. I can see your initials on the board under the poem!"

"But that's not my handwriting!" I could not take it, this was getting more intense.

Umbridge reached for me, fell over the desk, got up, and began to chase me around the room.

"There it goes again", I kept saying to myself while Umbridge chased me around the room.

I am going to get into a mess for sure. I will get murdered by her, while my 'lovely' friend Draco, who is the guilty one, sits there and smiles. There's no justice here.

When Professor finally caught me, as I knew she would unless I wanted even more severe punishment from her.

She was exhausted and red from anger, she yelled with her squealing voice, "Detention!"

***
After classes, I went to her office for detention. As I opened the door I saw Draco.

"What is he doing here?" I could not stand him being here. He is the guilty one and I get to be punished. It's so unfair!

Professor Umbridge straightened her hair and her clothes, got her breath, and after several seconds of silence, she spoke.

"Draco is here as an exemplary student. He wanted to know how badly students such as you get punished."

I rolled my eyes, he won't get away with this. I won't let him.

Umbridge smiled, coughed, and said, "What made you write that little poem?"

"I did not write that!" I said as I mentioned each word separately.

"Well then", she got her wand pointed at me and "Crucio"

I only remember pain and pain and pain and pain.

Through the pain I could still feel someone looking at me, looking from the corner of the room.

Draco's POV

I did not think that the prank would go this far. We always pranked each other, it was my way to show my affection toward her. But this, this was out of control.

I could not look at Y/n being tortured while knowing that this all is my fault.

When Umbridge stopped the curse, she looked at her again, "Tell the truth." She said.

Y/n could not talk, she was catching up her breath.

I decided that I should tell the truth no matter what, no matter what kind of detention I would get.

"Stop" I yelled as Umbridge turned to look at me.

"I'm the one who wrote the poem!" I finally told the truth. Professor's eyes widened, she looked surprised but at the same time a little calm.

"I know," she said.

"What?" This was the most confusing thing in my life.

"Yeah, but your father will hear about your detention, so I gave it to Y/n."

Both mine and Y/n's face was confused. How could she do that?

Umbridge continued, "I DO recognize your handwriting Malfoy..."

"Well, then Y/n's mother will hear about this." I said

"I'm not scared of her mother. Whoever she is."

Y/n was strong enough to speak, she claimed, "I can call her now."

"Fine, do it."

Y/n tapped her wrist a few times. Black smoke appeared and through that walked out Bellatrix.

"Is... is she your mother?" Umbridge was scared.

"Sure." Y/n was so confident and hot.

"But your last name is different..." Umbridge could not believe what she was seeing.

"It's a cover dummy," Y/n smirked as Bellatrix threw the killing spell on Umbridge.

When finally Umbridge was defeated I hugged Y/n and whispered sorry in her ear.

Everyone celebrated!

Dumbledore even canceled classes for a few days to give us time. Maybe it was for us to celebrate, or for Finch to be sad and get over her.

The only thing I know is that this story ended well. Y/n and I finally found something in common and do not argue that much.