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

Chapter 12-The Marauder's Map

Chapter 12-The Marauder's Map

Y/N's POV:

  I felt so bad for Harry because of what happened to him and what had happened to his broom. When he fall his broomstick went flying and got stuck at the Whomping Willow, them breaking it into pieces. Now, he doesn't have a broom to play Quidditch, but I think there is some spare broomticks at Hogwarts, but it wouldn't be as fast as his old, now broken, Nimbus 2000.

He was now staying at the hospital wing because of his fall, and he was insisted by Madam Pomfrey to sleep there until he was all fine. Harry hasn't still moved on on his broomstick being broken, he wouldn't let Madam Pomfrey throw away the broken pieces of his old broomstick.

A lot of people had visited Harry at the Hospital wing, and all intent of making him cheer up. Hagrid also visited Harry, as well as some other Gryffindors, Oliver Wood told Harry (in a very dead sort of tone in his voice) that he don't blame Harry the slightest bit. Whiles me, Ron and Hermione only left his bedside when its night, or if we have lessons to go.

I know that Harry felt humiliated and sickened whenever he thinks about Dementors, and I already knew about the Grim's appearance because I could hear his voice.

When Harry got back to school on Monday, he was relief to be free from the hospital wing. Slytherins was very happy to the Gryffindor's defeat on Quidditch, Draco on the other hand had finally taken off his bandages and celebrated the fullest all over Hogwarts (and now imitating Harry falling off his broom with both hands). Draco spent much time celebrating at Potions class, whiles Ron then finally cracked and threw a large, slippery crocodile heart at Draco that hit him straight in the face.

"Ha! Head shot!" I laugh too loud making everyone look at me, but they also laugh at Draco.

I nudge Ron under the table and let out my hand asking for a high five. He accepted it, with a huge grin on his face and I know that the grin won't last too long because of what Severus will do next. Severus then, took fifty points from Gryffindor making most of the Gryffindors frown in annoyance.

"If Snape's teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts again, I'm skiving off," said Ron, I quite agree to him. I don't really like Severus teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts, I much better like him teaching at Potions. "Check who's in there, Hermione."

Hermione peered around the classroom door.

"It's okay!"

Professor Lupin was back to work. He definitely looks like he just got ill. His robes looked even more shabby than ever (if that's possible) and there were dark shadows under his eyes. Nevertheless, he beamed at the whole class as we all took our own seats. And in a split second, an explosion of everyone complaining about Severus's behavior while Professor Lupin was ill.

"It's not fair, he was only filling in, why should he give us homework?"

"We don't know anything about werewolves -"

"- two rolls of parchment!"

"Did you tell Professor Snape we haven't covered them yet?" Lupin asked, frowning slightly.

"Yes, but he said we were really behind -"

"- he wouldn't listen -"

"- two rolls of parchment!"

Professor Lupin smiled at us politely.

"Don't worry. I'll speak to Professor Snape. You don't have to do the essay."

Me and Hermione stopped at the very same time and slowly turn to look at each other.

"Oh no," said Hermione, disappointed.