Being deleted soon (Fred Weasley x reader)

Chapter 5

YN was fuming, she didn't actually eat anything at lunch. She just poked the food on her plate,

"Hey Potter," Malfoy sneered,

"I'm not in the mood, okay, Malfoy," YN said,

"Ooh, Potter's got a nerve," Malfoy said, YN stood up and turned around to face Malfoy,

"What do you want?" YN asked, rolling her eyes,

"I was thinking dinner with you then some fun," Malfoy winked,

"And I was thinking that I could throw up," YN said,

"Not a nice thing to say to the only person who will ever ask you out," Draco smirked,

"I have a boyfriend," YN said, "I have been in three - two very nice relationships,"

"One ended badly then. Interesting, very interesting. Who?" Draco laughed,

"Doesn't matter," YN said, slightly pursing her lips,

"That bad, fun," Draco smirked,

"Fuck off, Malfoy," YN said,

"Give me a clue, at least, Potter,"

"Fine, it wasn't Ginny and it's not my current boyfriend," YN said, 

"Ok," Draco leaned in, smirking. YN slapped him across the face and began to walk away, but Draco grabbed her wrist, "You don't get to slap me and get away with it,"

"Oh, is that reserved for Hermione?" YN asked, trying to remove her hand from Malfoy's grasp,

"Slut, no wonder Weasley left you," Malfoy sneered,

"Ginny didn't leave me, it was a mutual decision," YN said, really not wanting to bring Ron into this,

"I meant the other Weasel," Malfoy said, not letting go of YN's wrist,

"Fred and I are still together," *just* she thought,

"Ronald Weasley, I meant. Your favourite Weasley," Malfoy said,

"Who?" YN said, trying not to smirk. Malfoy left the great hall, dragging YN behind him, despite her frequent protests and attempts to escape,

"You think you are so clever, funny YN, smart YN," Malfoy glared at YN,

"You had better get the fuck away from me," YN warned,

"You are not allowed to swear at me, Potter," Malfoy hissed, tightening his grip on her wrist. De Ja Vu much,

"Says who?" YN smirked,

"Says me," Malfoy pushed YN to the ground and raised his wand. YN leaned to the side and put her weight on one foot and her elbow. She kicked Malfoy in the shin, then moved her foot *up* with force,

"I have the worst luck with men," YN sighed, getting up and smirking at Malfoy's dislocated knee. She went to Madame Pomphrey,

"YN, how are you?" she asked,

"Malfoy needs your help," YN said, rubbing the back of her neck awkwardly,

"Could you take me to him? What happened?" YN explained the incident which had occurred a few minutes ago, "Oh my, Mr Malfoy!" she exclaimed when YN pointed to him lying on the floor,

"Potter did it," Malfoy moaned as Madame Pomphrey summoned a stretcher for him,

"I know what happened, Mr Malfoy," Madame Pomphrey said. YN followed her back to the hospital wing,

"I wouldn't have told you if you hadn't made me promise to come to you if anything happened," YN admitted, 

"I must inform Professor McGonagall after I have made sure you nad Mr Malfoy here are ok,"