Legacy || Draco Malfoy x Reader

2-3

(y/n) sat in the courtyard with Ron and Hermione, studying for Charms, when she saw the Gryffindor Quidditch team walk across the grounds. They were going to practice for their first game of the year. Harry had been complaining about the captain, Oliver Wood, and how much he had been working them. After they lost last year, Oliver was really determined to win the cup. The Slytherin team emerged, blocking the Gryffindor's path.

   "I smell trouble." Ron remarked.

The three students quickly grabbed their things and walked over to see what was going on. As they walked over, the Slytherin captain, Marcus Flint, handed Oliver a note. He gave Marcus a weary look as he opened the note, reading it aloud.

   "'I, Professor Severus Snape, do hereby give the Slytherin team permission to practice today, owing to the need to train their new Seeker.'" Oliver quickly looked up, looking at Marcus curiously. "You've got a new Seeker? Who?"

The Slytherins all stepped aside as Malfoy made his way to the front. (y/n)'s jaw dropped, especially since most students don't get on their house teams until at least fourth year.

   "Malfoy?" Harry asked in disbelief.

   "That's right. And that's not all that's new this year." Malfoy replied.

The whole team held out their broomsticks, showing them off with pride.

   "Those are Nimbus 2001s!" Ron exclaimed.

   "How did you all get them?" (y/n) asked.

   "A generous gift from Draco's father." Marcus answered.

   "That's right, Weasley. You see, unlike some, my father can afford to buy the best." Malfoy bragged.

(y/n) rolled her eyes at the boy. Hermione crossed her arms and glared at Malfoy.

   "At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got in on pure talent." she retorted.

   "No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood." Malfoy sneered.

A few of the Gryffindors had to hold back Fred and George as they looked ready to punch him in the face. Some of the Slytherins smirked while others looked shocked at what had come out of Malfoy's mouth.

   "You'll pay for that one, Malfoy." Ron threatened, grabbing his wand out of his pocket. "Eat slugs!"

A bolt of green light came out of his wand, launching him backwards. Hermione gasped and ran over to him as he slowly sat up. The Slytherins began to laugh as Ron clutched his stomach.

   "Ron! Say something!" Hermione exclaimed.

Ron opened his mouth to speak, but instead wore a twisted look on his face. Suddenly, slugs started coming out of his mouth. (y/n) cringed as the Slytherins bursted out in laughter. She turned to Malfoy, glaring at him as he laughed.

   "You better watch your back, Malfoy." she said.

   "Is that a threat, Adler?" he asked, taking a step towards her.

   "You bet your ass it is." she replied.

   "And what are you going to do? It's not like you're any good at magic." he remarked.

   "I could hex you right here, in front of everyone." she took out her wand and pointed it at his chest. He glanced down at it before looking back at her, smirking.

   "But you won't, because you're too much of a coward." he spat.

   "You're one to talk about cowardice, Malfoy." (y/n) retorted.