A Boy From Slytherin | Draco Malfoy X Reader

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TW: Child abuse, blood, attempted murder

Y/n's POV

An hour earlier

"Hermione," Ron subtly whispered to Granger, "Those two are following us."

"What?" the brunette whipped around in alarm and I met her eyes. "What do you want from us?"

I swallow a lump in my throat and grab my wand from my pocket, grasping it tightly in my fingers. Mattheo mimicked me and the two in front of us got it finally.

"What- you're gonna duel us?" Ron asked,

"Not duel." I answered, slowly approaching the two, "Kill." their eyes went wide and they instinctively reached for their own wands.

"You're insane..." Hermione trailed off.

"Thank you," I shot a spell at her -Stupefy- but she dodged it and threw her own spell. We began to throw spell and spell, Ron and Mattheo did this same.

The four of us began to viscously duel, I was desperate to get this done, but hesitant at the same time. It went on for a while, at least ten minutes of dodging and casting, until, finally, I hit Hermione with the leg locker curse and she fell to the floor, dropping her wand and it rolled away from her, just out of her reach.

Matt and Weasley continued to duel as I walked over to Hermione and purposefully dropped my wand. I don't want to use the killing curse, the ministry will track it and make my life harder. Out of my bag, I grab the dagger I once tried to murder her with, but failed.

"No...don't do this, please, don't do this, why are you doing this?!" she pleaded,

"I don't even know, Hermione, all I know is that I was ordered to," I hold the dagger in my hand and slowly bring it to her throat, she tries to fight me off but fails and eventually lets out a terrified whimper.

"Please..." she begged,

"I can't fail this again." I spoke, tears burning in my e/c eyes, and just about slid the blade across her neck, but was stopped by a pulling from behind.

"NO!" Ron shrieked and ripped me away from his friend. I fell on top of him and elbowed him in the ribcage with all my strength, he grunted and keeled over. I lifted my dagger hand and was about to lodge it in his skull, but he kicked my knee and I fell back with a groan of pain.

I realize that as I fell, my dagger redirected into my arm and sliced it open, blood instantly begins dripping down it. A throbbing, agonizing pain erupted in my arm as my thick, warm blood dripped to the floor.

Matteo rushes over and helps me to my feet again, and in a moment of anger I lunge at Ron and attempt to once again stab him. Just before the blade reached his skin, I'm hit with some zapping curse and fall to the ground again. Mattheo falls as well, facing the same curse as I.

I writhed and gasped and finally, the sparks left.

I sit up, my chest heaving, and see Ginny Weasley standing there with her wand out, walking toward us.

"Stay the hell away from my brother, you bitch!" she yells threateningly, Mattheo and I stand up, now out numbered with Ron, Hermione, and Ginny surrounding us with their wands aloft.

Matt and I looked to each other subtly, then I do the only think I can thing of; I threw my dagger at Ginny, it grazes her waist and she lets out a scream of agony and falls along with the clatter of my silver dagger on the stone floor.

"Ginny!" Ron runs over to his sisters side and Hermione casts another spell at me, which I dodge. As Ron nurtures Ginny, Mattheo and I begin dueling Hermione.