Slytherins Heir [Draco X Reader]

Chapter twenty two - The Truth

Y/n pov

You finally are back in the swing of things, and you've been reading up for your exams which will be coming up shortly, you've avoided Quirrell as much as you can. You've also kept quiet in Snape's class. Opposite to when you'd answer questions frequently.  Snape clearly had suspicions but like you; didn't say anything.

You met up with the trio to study feeling much more confident being back. You'll have to tell Dumbledore about what happened to you when you get the chance. About what you saw. But other problems first.

You sit beside Harry and bring a notebook, studying for exams and writing what you'd say to Dumbledore being to afraid of it being nothing as well as something serious.

"Hi Hedwig." Harry greets the beautiful snowy owl.

"Look at you, playing with your cards, pathetic. We've got final exams coming up soon." Hermione scolds Ron.

"I'm ready. Ask me any question." Ron dares. You roll you eyes at the boy. Oh no. You thought the boy had learned his lesson. Perhaps not.

"All right. What are the three most crucial ingredients in a forgetfulness potion?" You immediately perk up Potions being your thing but let Ron answer.

"Forgot." The red-haired boy mutters without confidence. Harry holds a smirk and you do the same. Hermione is too smart for the lot of 'em including yourself.

"And what may I say do you plan to do if this comes up in the final exam?" She questions the boy.

"Copy off you." He says smugly.

"No you won't. Besides, according to professor McGonagall we're to be given special quills that are bewitched with an anti-cheating spell." You nod to confirm you heard the very same.

"That's insulting. It's as if they don't trust us." You roll you eyes at Ron's comment.

"Yes, Ron. Who'd imagine. How dare they." You say with sarcasm dripping off your words.

"Exactly. Thank you." Ron clearly couldn't tell your sarcasm making you really have to hold your tongue.

"Dumbledore again." Ron sighs throwing down his final card.

You all hear thudding and turn your heads to see poor Neville with his legs clearly cursed together. You hear Harry say Malfoy and you growl.

"Neville did Draco do this?" You ask the boy clear sings of annoyance is visible on your face. The boy nodded you were bout to threaten the unknowing Malfoy boy but Ron cut you off.

"You have got to start standing up to people Neville." He tells the scared boy.

"How? I can barely stand at all." You calm down slightly at the boys discomfort not wanting to make him feel worse. You give him a kind look.

"I'll do the counter curse." Seamus offers.

"No. That's all I need. You to set my bloody kneecaps on fire." You smile lightly. Poor boy.

"I don't appreciate the insinuation Longbottom. Besides if anyone cared to notice my eyebrows have completely grown back." Seamus turns to leave and we all see a bald spot from the explosion. Hermione and I try hard to stifle our laughter.

"I found him." Harry says slapping Ron and I's shoulder.

"Dumbledore is particularly famous for his defeat of the dark wizard Grindelwald in 1945." Ron read.

"Go on." Harry pushed.

"For his discovery of the twelve uses of dragon blood, and his work on alchemy with his partner Nicholas Flamel." Ron said more excited.