Top of Our Class (Malfoy x Reader)

Seventh Year (Part One)

 Warning: Torture, tbh. Not morbid, but eh. Also, freaking long ass chapter. Over three thousand, five hundred words.

Dumbledore was dead and your father was an Auror so he had to stay, but your mother wanted to leave to escape Voldemort's clutches, but you wanted to remain. You told your mother to leave, that you and father would join her in Mirkwood as soon as your last year of school was over, as soon as your N.E.W.Ts were finished. Then you received a letter from Hogwarts. It contained the usual supplies list and ticket. But that was not all the letter contained. You were shocked to discover that you had been made Head Girl. This was a huge honor of course, so you knew for sure you had to return to Hogwarts. They reluctantly agreed after many arguments that they would stay at your home on the beach while your father fought the Death Eaters. So you returned to Hogwarts utterly alone. You had given Tundra to your mother, to look after him while you were away. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and various other Muggle-borns had left the school, and many, the country. On the train you did your duties, instructing the Prefects, and so on. 

When you returned to school, Professor Snape was the new headmaster, and many Death Eaters were the teachers. He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was running the school. You felt sick and wished that you had taken up your parents offer; you hadn't expected things to become this bad at all. Then you received a letter from Snape. You where the new Quidditch captain! When you sat across from Draco Malfoy for breakfast the next morning (the breakfast lacking its usual happiness), he gave you an angry but worried look, like he was trying to chide you for coming back. But you didn't come back for him. The Death Eaters didn't like you because you were from a non-Death Eater family and your father was an Auror, but you were also from a Pure-Blood family and your parents weren't part of the Order of the Phoenix, so they weren't too concerned with you either. You were just another doll that they would try and convert. After the first month or so, you were recruited by the Death Eaters, but you knew were your loyalties truly lay, with Dumbledore and the school, so you refused. Draco then asked you to join the Death Eaters, and when you refused him he told you to stay at school were he said you'd be safe. You had organized one of the best Quidditch teams the Slytherins' had ever had, but despite your team was winning every match they played, your heart just wasn't in it. You often neglected your Head Girl duties, to busy studying for N.E.W.T's and planning strategies for the upcoming Quidditch matches. Not that anybody cared of course.

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Halfway through the school year you decided that you wanted to leave school. All the Slytherins were Death Eaters or had parents that were, so you were subject to horrible tricks and jokes. Blaise had tried to force you to sleep with him again, and you had barely escaped. No one from the other houses would talk to you because you were a Slytherin; Molly, Mary Beth, and Emma had already left. Your grades were just passing, not really Head Girl worthy at all. You weren't having fun playing Quidditch, no one on the team would talk to you either, other than to discuss the strategies during practice. 

You kept holding out, wanting to get your N.E.W.T's, until you got a letter from the Ministry of Magic. Your mother, not being human, was dead. She had been executed by the Ministry; she was accused of "stealing magic" because she wasn't human, even though Mirkwood Elves had their own brand of magic. Your father was a Pureblood wizard whose genealogy could be traced back to Merlin, so he was safe, other than the fact he was an Auror and they and their families were basically never safe. You instantly knew that they would come looking for you, even though by definition you were a Pureblood. Soon after you got that letter you began packing. For your birthday last year Hermione had enchanted your school book bag to hold an infinite amount of objects on the inside while still weighing as much as it usually did. You filled the bag with all your books, some clothes, non-perishable food, and other various and helpful items. The next night you snuck off the school grounds. Once out of bounds of the enchantments placed on the school you apparated home immediately. It was nighttime so you wrote your father a letter explaining what happened, gathered some things from your room, said good bye to Tundra, and took off for the countryside.