Draco Malfoy X reader

Chapter 2

You slowly calmed down to the sound of your own laughter. The sluterin girls gathered around him and started patting him on the head, stroking his cheeks and basically pressed their boobs up in his face. Draco the dick opened his grumpy little mouth, and waved all his hoes aside ''How dare you'' he yelled, while making some sort of hand movement in your direction. ''I clearly remember you asking for a chicken wing? You lifted an eyebrow and waited for him to speak, so you could interrupt him. He took a deep breath and opened his mouth ''Honey, it is not my fault that you failed to catch it'' You immeadiatly opened your mouth to make another insult, everybody knew the feud going on between Potter and Malfoy, and you seized the chance to get under his skin ''I guess this proves that Potter really is the better seeker, you cant even catch a chicken.''  You gave him the sweetest smile you had, and winked at him, and you could hear the other students giggling and oohing, and the people on your table start whispering, and a populat student from your table pointed at you and yelled out: Damn (Y/L/N) got sass! Draco looked like a lost little puppy before lifting his hand and pointing one of his long slender fingers to you. You rolled your eyes at him, then did the sickest hair flip Hogwarts had ever seen before, turned around and walked out like it was the Victoria secret fashion show. ''My father WILL hear about this!'' he yelled after you. You rolled your eyes and you left the hall like a boss.  You walked back to the (Y/H) dormitories. While thinking about how you just sassed Draco fuckin Malfoy.

The next morning was grey, not a shiny silver spoon grey, but the sad gravel grey kind. The snow was falling like crazy and steam came out of the mouth of all your classmates. The students were lining up by the main gate, and professor McGonagall saw you standing inside. ''(Y/N) I need to see your permission form.'' You turned around. ''I totally forgot to send it home'' You lied. ''But can I still go?'' You tried to seem interested so it would not be so obvious that you sent it home, but totally crumbled it and threw it out when it came back with signatures. ''No form, no trip, I thought I made myself clear the other day.'' The snow on her green hat had started melting, and waterdrops hung on the sides of it. ''Very well miss (Y/L/N)'' She said and stumbled her way trough the crowd and placed her self at the stairs to make shure everybody could see her, and that everybody could hear her.

The castle seemed abandoned and all you could hear was your own footsteps echo trough the hallway. You stopped for a moment to enjoy the soundless hallway, all you could hear was the sound of your own slow breathing. The plastic aglet from your loose shoelace was lazily clicking against the stone floor of the castle. Social events were so overrated, to keep yourself company was more then enough to keep you satisfied. The emptiness of the castle was unlike anything you had ever felt before, it was calming and soothing on a whole other level.  You slowly walked the halls and inhaled the fresh cold air. You could feel your facial muscles uncontrollably pull the edges of your mouth to a smile, and you flashed your teeth in the cold winter air. You walked further in to the castle, exploring parts where you had never been before.

You let your fingers lightly glide over the cold stair railing. You felt like a queen walking. Your thighs rubbed together as you were walking further and further in to the dark hallway. You had never been in the basement before because it was always filled with students, and the idea of being surrounded with a bunch of slytherins was not appealing at all. Your hand smoothly slid off the end of the stair railing, and floated on air and in to the back pocket of your jeans, you feel a sudden rush of energy as you let the back of your fingers slightly gazed the polished surface of your wooden wand, and as you fell of the last step, you started walking the basement corridor.

A minute and a half in, two emerald green eyes in the face of a serpent caught your eyes. The big serpent was incaved above an opening in the wall, leading to a dark room decorated in green. The lights were dimmed and the only source of proper light was the flame of the candles like a shadow play bouncing of the walls. Your eyes lit up as the shadows danced in front of your eyes, and that is when you noticed it, a small black book with bright glowing white pages, and in to the cover of the book was the mark that you knew to be the mark of merlin. Professor Dumbledore had been asking for it for weeks and your house had been blamed for its disappearance, and there it was, right before your eyes, all you had to do was reach out your hand. The book shone like a thousand stars, and as you reached out your hand the light shined trough your skin, and you could see the blood inside your veins. You could feel the heat from the book like a dragon's fire flaming on your skin. You could feel your t-shirt slipping out of your pants as you bended down to pick it up.