A Boy From Slytherin | Draco Malfoy X Reader

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Draco's POV

My fist connected with Theodore Nott's face once again, he was on the floor of the great hall, bloody nose, split lip, black eye, you name it, he was fucked up. I blocked out the distant yells and screams in the background, focusing only on this git beneath me.

I feel unable to stop. My knuckles are bloody and I have a bloody nose myself, but I won't stop. He deserves every punch I've thrown, and I don't care if each punch becomes more painful for me. This is what he gets, I feel like I should kill him. He fucked Y/n, he has some nerve, but I'm trying to cause pain to every single one of those bloody nerves.

"Draco stop!" I heard Max scream, the fear coloring voice was almost enough to make me stop, but I didn't. Not yet. "You're gonna kill him, what the hell are you doing?! STOP!"

I stopped punching Theodore, my breathing going insane, my chest heaving. Blood dripped from my nose and my knuckles, his face was bruised, bloody, almost...lifeless, but he was still breathing.

"Never fucking touch her again." I growled, "I don't care if she consents to it, you are not to do that ever again," he stayed silent. "Do you understand me?!" he nodded weakly, and I was about to get off him, but then I get my entire body go numb, as if I was paralyzed...I was paralyzed.

A professor, professor Flitwick used to full body bind curse to stop me from continuing. I fell to the ground next to Theodore, unable to move.

"Minerva, get Madam Pomfrey." Professor Flitwick squeaked. Professor McGonagall, who was looking pale, left the great hall in a hurry.

Professor Snape arrived, looking disappointed, he undid the curse on me, and I quickly got to my feet, wiping the blood, that was running from my nose, off my face.

"Mister Malfoy, come with me." He spoke in his monotone voice, I nodded and followed him out of the great hall. As we left, I saw Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall entering, rushing.

Professor Snape lead me silently to his office in the dungeons, when we got in there, he shut the door and took his seat at his desk, I sat in front of it, ready for a scolding.

"What drove you to do that, Malfoy?" Snape asked me, still seeming disappointed, but not angry. I stayed quiet, not wanting to tell a professor about the teenage drama I've been caught up in.

"Professor...It's irrelevant. What's my punishment?" I finally said, keeping my gaze upon my bloody knuckles in my lap. He sighed.

"Detention, with me, tonight after dinner." He told me, I nodded. "Malfoy...does this have to do with Y/n?" I looked up now, meeting his black eyes.

"No." I lied firmly.

"You must learn to lie better, Draco," Snape stood up, but I stayed seated. "The dark lord will have you killed if you lie to him that horribly, not to mention him being able to get into your mind."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Like I don't know about you all being tormented by the dark lord himself...I believe it's time I taught you all the art of Occlumency."

"Yes, professor, he's making this harder for us...but he's only targeted Mattheo, Y/n, and Kayden...is it because they're siblings? Because they're related to him?" Snape froze, like he didn't know that we know.

"Yes. That is why."

"But...why is he doing this?"

"It is his way of keeping an eye on you."

"And why does he need Y/n and Kayden, only them, so stay alive at all costs?"

"What?" He turned around, facing me.