The Half-Blood Princess // Draco Malfoy x Reader (YEAR THREE)

Chapter 9-Boggart

Chapter 9-Boggart

Y/N's POV:

The hospital wing was completely when me and Hagrid got there. Madam Pomfrey was at her desk doing some paper works, she immediately stood up as she saw me and Hagrid.

"What happened?" she asked worriedly looking at Draco who was still moaning and was carried by Hagrid.

"Well - er -" started Hagrid, but he seems to be loss for words.

"Draco has been scratched by a Hippogriff because he didn't listen to Hagrid's instructions and what not to do about a Hippogriff," I simply explained, as Madam Pomfrey nodded and led us at one of the bed at the hospital wing. She motioned to Hagrid to lay Draco down at the bed and he did so.

"It's killed me! You're gonna regret this, you oaf!" moaned Draco as he was grabbing his arm in pain.

"Let me see it, Mr. Malfoy," said Madam Pomfrey as she looked at Draco's arm. "This will be easy to mend, and please Mr. Malfoy keep your voice down. You're overreacting."

My eyes widen to Madam Pomfrey as she gets something to a nearby cabinet. I bit my lower lip to keep myself from laughing, I looked up at Hagrid and saw that he was also trying not to laugh.

"Where's Draco?! Where is he?! Is he okay?!" I rolled my eyes as I heard the voice getting closer behind, I looked around and saw Pansy Parkinson running inside the hospital wing.

"Are you okay, Dracky Poo?" said Pansy as she went beside Draco, holding his hand and the back of his head. It looks like Draco isn't the only one who's overreacting.

I sniggered at the name a little bit. Really? Dracky Poo? Ew. Draco moaned in pain once again, as Pansy started panicking.

"Madam Pomfrey, mend him right away! Please don't tell me that he's gonna die?! Madam Pomfrey, please," she beg to her as she was kneeling down at the ground holding Madam Pomfrey's robe.

"Stop it, Ms. Parkinson! Mr. Malfoy is fine and he's not gonna die, and stop overreacting!" said Madam Pomfrey as she took off her robe from Pansy's hands.

Pansy stopped looking a miserable girl because her boyfriend has a fever, you know those types of girls? Those overreacting ones? That's what she looked like right now.

Madam Pomfrey got back beside Draco and mended his scratch on his arm, she wrapped it in bandages. Me and Hagrid was just standing beside each other watching Madam Pomfrey mend Draco's arm, as he moan in pain and Pansy being overreacting as usual.

"You need to stay for tonight, Mr. Malfoy," she said to him. "And no buts."

She looked at Pansy who just opened her mouth to say something.

"Er - Y/N," I heard Hagrid said to me.

"Yeah?" I asked him, looking up.

"I be'er go," he said to me as I nodded, he walked out of the hospital wing with his huge boots clicking loudly along the halls. And now, it was only me, Draco and Pansy. Madam Pomfrey had also left to get her paper works done.

"How about you, Snotty? Aren't you gonna go?" asked Pansy to me, raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe later," I simply told him, as I walked closer to Draco. "You all right?"

I heard Pansy mutter something, but I didn't quite heard it.

"Yeah," said Draco, as he looked down at his bandaged arm.

"You shouldn't have done that," I told him in a calm voice.

"Do what?" he asked confused with his brows frowned.