Malfoy Neighbors

Dragons Breath-Year 2 Chapter 9

When you woke up again it was still dark out. You were freezing cold and thought the window was open. You got up to check, it was closed. You walked over to the pile of blankets and brought one back to bed. You couldn't fall back to sleep however. You layed in bed till the sun peeked over the harizon. Getting back out of bed, you walked over the bathroom. You looked in the mirror only to find your skin was coverd with what could only be described as scales. You walked over to Madam Pompfhys office and knocked. She wasn't in yet. You crowled back into bed.

The room truned from a freezer to an oven. You threw the covers off of you and opend the window. It wasn't helping. You layed on the cold floor. You were sweating profusely. Eventually, You felt a cold rag on your head.

"Get Madam Pompfhy!" You bagged. To who ever it was.

"(Y/n)?" You opened your eyes to see Draco. "She's on her way now. I sent Grabbe and Goyle." You looked at him shocked.

"They already know I've been comming up here to see you." He said ringing the cloth out in a basin of cold water. "We were headed to the library. I just wanted to stop before we got there." He placed the cold cloth back on your head.

"Draco." You said painfully "make the heat go away." You were in tears. "I feel like I'm laying in a roaring fire." Madam Pompfhy came in.

"Help me get her into bed, Malfoy." She said. Once you were laying back in the bed, you asked to make the heat go away again.

"This will help." Madam Pompfhy said calmly as she handed you a starange baby blue liquid. It was thick like past and smiled horrible. You pinched your nose and swallowed it. It slid down you throat like slime, but once it was down the heat was gone.

"You have been givin a potion that makes one feel like a dragon." Madam Pompfhy said, handing Draco a bottle of the liquid you just swallowed. "It acts like a muggle flu until the scales appear. You'll be fine in a few more days." You relaxed. Madam Pompfhy walked away telling you to drink a cup full if you feel the fire comming back.

"Go ahead to the library guys." You heard Draco tell his friends. He sat down next to you.

"I didn't take any kind of potion." You said confused.

"You wouldn't have know you did." Draco told you. "From the sounds of it, the position is called fire breath." You opened your eyes.

"Who would've gave it to me?" Draco took your hand in his.

"I don't know but I intend to find out. Get some rest and I'll be back." You closed your eyes again as he stood up.

Draco's pov

Draco looked down at you as you fell back to sleep. 'I'm going to find out who did this to you, (y/n).' He thought as he tucked your hair behind your ear. Draco walked out of the infirmary and down to the Great Hall.

The day went by and dinner time came along. Draco had been keeping an ear out for anyone talking about you or dragons breath. Grabbe and Goyle were blabbering. Draco wasn't paying any attention to there nonsense, but hushed them half way threw his meal. He had hard Perkinson talking to her friends.

"I saw her sweating on the floor this morning." Parkinson told them.

"Yeah, it was brilliant." The girl with blond hair replied "That should teach her." Draco's eyes narrowed.

"She will learn to stay away from our Draco." Another one with black hair said. Draco walked over and sat beside Perkinson. She blushed and so did the other two. Draco didn't bother to notice. He was too pissed.

"What about teaching a lesson?" Draco said cooly, sounding thrilled to be pulling another prank. "And who are we teaching?"

The one with black hair spoke up, "(l/n)." She said shyly.

"And how?" He sounded colder this time.

"I snuck dragons breath into her drink a few days ago." The blond one said almost cheerfully. Perkinsons shot the two of them dirty looks. Draco stood up grabbing some pumpkin tarts and left the hall.

Draco walked back to your bed. You were still sound asleep. He put the tarts on your stand and sat down beside you leaning on the wall.

Your pov

You woke up to find Draco in the chair again. You had woken up a few times throughout the day. Sometimes with your freinds there. Draco was sleeping in the chair with his head slumped down to his chest. You grabbed his dangling hand, and closed your eyes again smiling.

Draco's pov

He woke to find you holding his hand. Why did he care this much about you? It was like you had ahold of his heart. With the sun setting, he thought it best to head down to the common room.

"(Y/n), wake up for a second." Draco spoke softly. You opend your eyes up and smiled.

"Hi" you said sleepily.

"I'm gonna head to bed, but these are yours. The're pumpkin." He pointed to the tarts.

"My favorite." You reached your arms out and he bent down to huged you.

"I'll come up before classes tomorrow. Get some good rest ok." He said and left the room. In the Slytherin common room, Draco sat on the couch in front of the fire waiting for the students to head to bed themselves. He told Grabbe and Goyle to go to bed and was now talking to the blonde friend to Parkinson, who was sitting on the other couch.

It was hard to listion to her ramblings knowing what she did to you. After the other students were all out of the common room and it was only Draco and her, he moved to sit beside her.

"If you ever do anything to harm (f/n)(l/n) again you'll be sorry." Draco whispered slowly in a low threatening manner. He pushed her into her seat before standing. "And if I were you, I would keep this little conversation to yourself." He continued in the same voice, before going to bed himself.