I was in a fight with one of the Ravenclaw girls because she was talking smack about me. It's not my fault that I had to spend a summer with the Malfoy's. It was torture. Draco hates me, and makes me miserable. He wouldn't stop throwing insults and casting spells on me just to get in my head.
She cast a spell that caused me to get a huge gash in my arm. And because I started it, part of the punishment Snape is deciding to give me is that I can't go to the medical wing for help. He hates me too. Only because I once said Draco was stupid out loud.
"(Y/N)?" Hermione, one of the few people I trust here says softly from behind me. I turn around, cradling my bad arm.
"What?" I ask, trying not to sniffle.
"Are you ok? I heard what happened. Draco wouldn't stop talking about how she kicked your butt in Potions today." She tells me, coming alongside me.
"I shouldn't be here. I'm not smart enough or good enough to be here. I'm leaving as soon as the term ends." I quietly tell her.
"You can't leave!" She protests. "We need you here! You make Slytherin a better house, honest!"
I just shake my head. My arm is killing me, but like I said. I can't get professional help.
"Let me see." She tells me. I shake my head.
"No."
"(Y/N)." She says sternly.
"No!" I start backing up, before I run away to the Slytherin common room.
"(Y/N)!" She yells after me. I run into our room, before quickly going into the room with my bed.
"(Y/N)?" I hear someone call from the common room.
"She's here somewhere, Hermonie was yelling for her a minute ago." I hear a voice I know as Crabbes say.
"Find her. She's hurt and based on the part of the conversation I overheard, she's going to leave as soon as terms are over. I can't let that happen." I hear a voice that sounds similar to Draco's say.
Soon I hear the door open, then someone quietly calls
"I found her but she's asleep!"
"Thank Merlin." I hear Draco sigh.
Someone walks across the room, before I feel a hand on my shoulder.
"(Y/N)?"
I ignore it.
"(Y/N), you gotta wake up."
I slowly move a little, just for show, but whimper when I accidentally move my arm.
"(Y/N)..." he sounds worried. I open my eyes, and he's crouched next to my bed, his eyes full of worry.
"What happened?" He asks, softly. What is this?! He hates me, I'm not stupid!
"I got into a fight. She used a spell I didn't know how to repel." I whisper.
"Let me see." He tells me. I have no choice but to listen to him. I slowly pull up my sleeve. When he sees it, he looks shocked.
He quickly puts a hand over my arm, and I pull my arm away.
"No!" I whimper.
"(Y/N), that's a bad wound. It needs to be healed." He tells me.
"But Snape..." I whimper.
"I'll protect you from Snape, (Y/N). You never have to worry about that." He reassures me.
He holds his hand over my arm, before muttering a spell. My arm heals.
"Thanks." I say quietly.
"Of course. Next time, come get me if someone is challenging you, ok?" He tells me. I nod, and that's how Draco became my protector. And eventually, my boy friend.
