Why? Draco Malfoy X Reader

Year 4: The Confusion

. Defense Against The Dark Arts .

"I am here because Dumbledore asked me, end of story, goodbye, the end." Moody began. He addressed the rumors that were going around the school. "Now can someone tell me how many unforgivable curses there are?"

"3, sir," Granger answered.
"and they are so named?" He started to write on the chalkboard.
"they are unforgivable. Using only one of them will..."

"Get you a one way ticket to Azkaban. Correct." Moody interrupted Granger.

He knew a lot about that since he was an auror.

"Weasley!" Moody called out.
"Yes?!" Weasley answered scared.
"Stand! tell me one unforgivable curse"
"my dad did tell me one. the imperious curse,"

"yeah, yeah. Your father will know all about that. It gave the ministry a lot of trouble. Perhaps this will show you why." His eye was looking all over the place.

He went and took out a spider like creature.
I made a disgusted face.
"I hope it crawls all over you." Draco teased.
I slap him on the arm as he chuckled.

"Engorgio" The spider grew bigger. "Imperio!"
Moody put it on desks and they scooted back in fear.
Then he put it on crabbes head.
We all start to laugh.

It fell on to Weasley's head.
He was really scared.
Draco let out a loud laugh and the spider landed on top of his face.

He turned to me and I scooted away from him as I snickered under my breath.
"Get it off!" He shouted at me.
Then it went away.

"See what happens." I fold my arms at him.
He glared at me before putting his attention back on Moody.

"what should I do next? Make her jump out the window?" The insect bumped into the window.
We all got quiet

"drown herself?"
Moody put the insect to hover over a cup of water.
He put the insect on his hand.

"people said they did You-know-who's bidding. Under the impression of the imperious curse, But heres the Rub. How do we sort out the liars?" Moody questioned.
That's true. My father did say he was under the imperius curse, when he was questioned. In reality he wasnt.

"What's another one? Come on. Up, up." Moody asks.
Longbottom raises his hand.
"Longbottom was it? Tell me one"
"Theres the-the cruciatus curse." Longbottom stuttered.
"CORRECT! Come, come." His yelling was scary kinda.
He's terrifying.

He took the insect and put it down.
"The torture curse. Crucio!"
The insect made the worst noise anyone could ever imagine.
Longbottom didn't like the noise and looked uncomfortable.
"stop it! don't you see it's bothering him! stop it!" Granger yelled.
Moody stopped once he looked at Longbottom.

He took the insect and put it on granger's book
he cleared his voice.
"do you care to tell me the last unforgivable curse?"
She shook her head no.
"Avada Kedavra." I say to myself.
"Repeat it louder, L/N." Moody called out to me.
I didn't know he heard me.
"Avada Kedvra." I repeated much louder.

"Correct! Avada Kedvra!" He casted at the insect.
the insect fell dead.
"the killing curse. Only one person is known to survive it. And he is sitting in this room." we all look at Harry as he was referring to him.

. Choosing Champions .

We were standing by the Durmstrang students.
"I can't wait for the three chosen champions." I said.
"Me too. Did you hear that the Weasley twins tried to enter the tournament?" Draco asked
"I was there. They made an aging potion and it didn't work. The two of them started fighting on the floor as old men." I laughed.
"Sorry, I couldn't be there. The Durmstrangs invited us to their ship." Draco says.
"It's okay. Viktor entered his name in though." I informed him.
"No wonder he wasn't at the ship." Draco realizes.
"Please sit!" Dumbledore started.
We sat next to the Durmstrang students.

Dumbledore dimmed the flames around the great hall. Then he made his way to an old cup that was in the middle of the great hall.
He touched it and the flames turned red. Just then a piece of Parchment flew out.

Dumbledore caught it and shouted, "the Durmstrang champion is.....Viktor Krum!"
We stood up and clapped for Viktor who was being bombarded by "Yeah!"s,  "Good Going"s and some Bulgarian words.
Viktor went up to Dumbledore, shook his hand and guided him towards the door.

After another piece of Parchment shot out of the cup.

Dumbledore caches it and yells, "The champion for Beauxbatons is....Fleur Delacour!"
We all clapped.

The last piece of Parchment flew out and Dumbledore caught it.
"the hogwarts champion is.... Cedric Diggory!" He announced.
Cedric was an old friend of my mine. But we barely even talked once my family began the habit of "purebloods are only acceptable in our family."
"Excellent! We now have our 3 champions but 1 will hoist this triwizard cup!"

A fancy cup with the words Triwizard Champion on it appeared at the front of the great hall.
We all cheered.

But then the old cup made another red flame. The cheers came to a silence. Another piece of parchment came out
Dumbledore catches it and reads it.

"Harry Potter." No answer. "Harry Potter!" he yells out.

"why is it always Potter?" I tell Draco.
"He always gets what he wants." Draco says.
Potter got up and walked towards Dumbledore. He continued walking after he gave him his paper. A boy yelled out, "He's a cheat!"
Another one yelled "He's not even 17 yet!"
Some of the teachers felt bad for him I can tell. Others not so much.
Dumbledore dismissed us and we left with confusion.

. Back at the Common Room .

"He always gets his way. Some how, some way he got put in the tournament." Draco said as he sat down on the couch.
I sigh as I sit next to him. "Honestly, I don't care. People die in this tournament. He won't be alive for 10 minutes into the first task." I say.

"Nah, he won't last for 5." Draco added on. "You want to bet on that? 20 Galleons goes to the winner." I say as I hold out my hand.
He looks at it.
He smiles and shakes my hand. "You're on."
"Slytherins! Time for bed." The prefect of slytherin yells out. "Goodnight Draco." I say as I get up to hug him. "Goodnight."

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