He Tripped Me//Draco Malfoy X Fem!Reader//✔

One

First Person POV
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Why does he hate me so much? I just do not get it. Not a bit. It has been going on for six years. SIX YEARS! It was more than needed.

Boys, am I right? They just mess everything up.

It is my sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and this boy is named Malfoy. Sorry, Draco is his first name.

Malfoy decided when I first met him, he would get on bad terms with me.

It was just my luck that we ended up in the same house too, Slytherin. We were depicted as bad. I wasn't though.

Let me explain this thoroughly. Here is my story... My love story to be more specific.

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I ran through the hallways, my hair flying in the mild breeze from the thin air in the hall of a handful amount of students.

I ran up the stone steps and turned around a corner when I felt someone stick their foot out in front of me, clearly on purpose. I tripped over the person and hit my nose on the paved stone floors. Embarrassment flowed through me too. Pain shot up quickly.

I sit up without hesitation and scramble for my textured potions book. I look at the person who tripped me and see a very bleach blonde boy.

"Malfoy," I say as I stand up. I brush off my pleated skirt with my free hand and look him in the eye.

"Y/L," He says, my last name coming out stale. Malfoy scans my eyes as I look anywhere but him.

"I need to get to potions, Malfoy. If you don't mind, I'll just be on my way." I say, scurrying past him down the hall.

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I open up the wooden door to Professer Slughorn's classroom and stand next to my closest and really only friend, Hermione Jean Granger.

Slughorn brings out three different colored potions and sets them on the center table. He turns and faces the class.

"Now, can anyone tell me what these potions are?" The professor says, pointing to them with the tip of his finger.

Hermione raises her hand quite quickly, a potion's book clutched to her chest.

"Yes, Miss..." Slughorn starts.

"Granger, sir." Hermione finishes off, a small smile against her lips.

Once Hermione says her last name two familiar boys stumble into the room.

"Ah, Harry, there you are. I was beginning to worry." Slughorn announces, turning over to the teens who had been out in the hall and laughing as kids went by on their first days.

"Come join us, class has just started." Slughorn motioned.

"We haven't gotten our books yet sir," Harry says.

"There are some in the cupboard, you can both grab one." Slughorn says.

"Sir, I don't even take this class though." Ron pointed out. Hermione and I had constantly helped him.

"Don't worry. Any friend of Harry's is a friend of mine," Slughorn says. "Continue Miss Granger. Please." Slughorn tells her.

"That one right there is called versissium. It's a truth telling potion." Hermione says proudly.

"Very good! What is this one right here?" Professor Slughorn says opening up a pot. I raise my hand.

"Yes, Miss..." Slughorn started, doing the same for me with Hermione's name.

"Y/L. That one right there is Amortentia. It's terribly tricky to make and it's the most powerful love potion in the world. It's been said to attract what attracts the person the most. For example I smell... Ink and granny smith apples." I explain as best as I could. The words flowed out of my mouth.

"Very good! Now Amortentia doesn't create actual love for that would be impossible. It does however create a powerful infatuation or obsession. For that reason it is the most dangerous potion in this room." He says setting the steel lid back on as girls inched forward.

"Sir, you haven't told us what's in that one." A girl with long, brown hair says as she points to a golden liquid.

"Ah yes, what you see in that one is Felix Felicis. Which is more commonly referred to as-" He says.

"Liquid luck." Hermione and I cut him off with.

"Yes, Miss Granger and Miss Y/L." Slughorn nodded in approval.

"One sip and you would find that all of your endeavors would succeed." He says. "Now whoever within the remaining hour can brew me an acceptable draught of living death, the recipe for which can be found on page 10, will take this potion with them. Nevertheless good luck to you all." Slughorn says as I go to an empty table. I could feel someone go next to me so I raise my head, severely suspicious of it.

I took a look at the boy and realize who it is. "Do not mess me up this time, Malfoy." I say to the blonde. A bad history has happened in potions before. Adding unicorn hair to my potion in the first year did not go well.

"Who says I was planning on it?" Malfoy says, scanning through the book with a smirk.

I roll my eyes and go back to my potion. I look at Harry's potion and see what he did. His had the proper reaction. So, rather than cutting the bean, I crushed it and tossed it in.

"How'd you do that?" Draco asks me.
Before I remember who asked me.

"Crush it, don't cut it." I say, not looking at him.

"Thanks." He nodded, following my directions.

"You're welcome, Draco." I nodded slowly.

"You called me by my first name," He points out in a smug tone. I raise my head and look at him. "Oh, I didn't realize." I say to him. I blush a little at the fact that he noticed it, while I didn't. I didn't like that feeling at all.

I look across the room and see that Seamus's potion blew up. "Looks like Finningan's blew up again." Draco says.

"It happens every single year. You out of all people would know that." I say to him as I finish up my potion.

"What's that supposed to mean." He says. I look him in the eye.

"You point out everything, everyone does wrong." I say, adding thirteen pieces to the potion just like Harry does.

"You're right," Draco says at last. "What?" I say to him, a little shocked. No, a lot shocked.

"I do point out everything everyone does wrong." Draco says to me.

"You just admitted something. Out of all people I didn't think it would be you." I say in a kind of shocked tone.

I look to the front of the class to see that Harry got the potion. I spent so much time talking to Draco that I didn't even realize it.

"Class dismissed," Professor Slughorn says after congratulating Harry.

I quickly cleaned up; once finished, I start to walk when I hear someone call out my name.

"Y/N," Draco says to me.

"What do you want?" I ask him, turning around. He motions for me to go outside.

I walk out the doorway and walk to the stairs with Draco following me.

"I need your help, Y/N." He says. "With what exactly?" I ask, hesitantly. He takes a deep breath. "It's in the room of requirements, okay?" He jumped right to the location, not even saying why.

"I guess I'll help you. I swear if you trick me though." I say to him. I start to walk down the stairs.

Wait, Draco Malfoy wants MY help?