Drarry Drabbles

OOTP

A/N

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This is an OOTP prompt

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters

Draco groaned as his mind registered the pulsing of the green Inquisitorial Squad badge pinned to the front of his robes.

Umbridge. He grit his teeth with the effort to keep himself from grimacing, What does that old toad want this time?

Reluctantly, Draco stood from his spot in one of the Slytherin common room's more comfy armchairs, and stretched, yawning widely.

"Leaving so soon, Draco?" Pansy sighed, "You promised me a game of Exploding Snap."

He nodded, "Sorry Pans, it's Umbridge again." Pansy's expression softened sympathetically, "It probably won't take too long though."

"Yeah," she snickered, "unless you get caught up stalking Potter again."

"Shhh!" Draco threw a cushion at her, glancing quickly around them to see if anyone had caught her derisive comment, "Pansy be quiet!"

Pansy just rolled her eyes, "It's not as if everyone hasn't already guessed, you prat. You only talk about him constantly."

"I'm leaving." Draco hurried to the doorway.

"Deny it all you want darling, but I can see you blushing!"

Draco shot her a glare as he left, catching the amused look in her eyes before making his way to the office of his least favorite teacher.

Draco took several detours as he walked, hoping to delay his meeting with Umbridge. Though, being the captain of her annoying little gang, he knew he would never be able to ignore her summons indefinitely.

The Inquisitorial Squad. Draco shook his head in disgust. Umbridge was clearly taking advantage of the ambition of his fellow Slytherins, and using them to bully the rest of the school into submission.

It was clever, he had to admit, but no one used his house to get what they wanted.

If it weren't for his father, Draco would have told her exactly where to stick her ridiculous "Squad" badge.

Sadly, Lucius had clearly instructed him to do whatever it took to remain on that old toad's good side; even if it meant surrendering control of his own house to her.

As he rounded the final corner before her office, he nearly ran headfirst into Harry Potter.

"Potter." Draco blinked, taking in Harry's furious expression, and the way he seemed to be holding his hand.

"Malfoy." He spat, glaring at the badge adhered to the front of Draco's robes.

Draco had just opened his mouth to ask Harry what had happened to his hand, when the door to Umbridge's office creaked open, causing Potter to wince and skirt around him.

"Wha-" Draco watched him go as Umbridge's squat form appeared in the doorway, ushering him inside the frilly office.

"Pay no attention to Potter, Mr. Malfoy." she settled herself behind her desk and began pouring ample amounts of sugar into a cup of tea. He shook his head adamantly when she offered one to him. "He was just leaving from his detention. The poor boy was going on again about You Know Who today in class." she pursed her lips.

Draco fought the urge to glare at her, "Right. What nonsense."

She seemed satisfied with his answer, and Draco began to toy with the edge of the frilly doily on her desk, simply to keep his hands occupied, and not around her throat, "So... you wished to see me, professor?"