Legacy || Draco Malfoy x Reader

2-7

The Great Hall decorations glimmered as snowflakes fell from the ceiling. (y/n) was excited for the Christmas Feast, maybe even a little too excited. She was too busy admiring the decorations to hear Hermione's speech about their plan.

   "(y/n)! Have you even been listening?" Hermione questioned.

   "Huh?" she asked, turning her focus back to the group. "Yeah of course."

Hermione rolled her eyes and pulled something out from her bag. She placed two cupcakes on the table and Ron reached out to grab it.

    "These aren't for you!" she exclaimed, slapping his hand away. "I've filled these with a simple Sleeping Draught. Simple, but powerful. You know how greedy Crabbe and Goyle are. They won't even leave the Christmas Feast until every last drop of trifle is gone. Once they're asleep, hide them in a broom cupboard and pull out a few of their hairs."

   "And whose hair are you two ripping out?" Ron asked.

   "I've already got mine." Hermione replied, pulling out a small vial with hair in it. "Millicent Bulstrode. She's in Slytherin. I got this off of her robes."

Ron looked at (y/n) for her answer, only she didn't have one to give.

   "Um..." she trailed off, glancing over at the Slytherin table. "I'll figure out a way to get some of Pansy's hair."

Hermione nodded and stood up from the table.

   "Alright then. I'm going to check on the Polyjuice Potion. Remember, make sure Crabbe and Goyle find these." she instructed before leaving the hall.

   "Have you ever heard of a plan where so many things could go wrong?" Ron asked.

   "I'm sure Hermione's plan will be fine." Harry reassured. "How are you going to get some of Pansy's hair?"

   "I have no idea, help me." (y/n) pleaded.

   "You could cut it." Harry suggested.

   "And just how am I going to do that? There aren't any scissors around here!" she protested.

   "What are scissors?" Ron asked.

   "Well we're going to pull out a few hairs once Crabbe and Goyle are knocked out. Maybe if you find a way to knock her out, you can do the same." Harry stated.

   "Yeah that seems simple." she said sarcastically.

   "What are scissors?" Ron repeated.

(y/n) spotted Pansy following Malfoy out of the hall and groaned.

   "Well she's leaving so I've got to go." she stated, standing up.

   "What are you going to do?" Harry asked.

   "Don't know. I'll make it up as I go!" she said, running to catch up to the two Slytherins.

   "(y/n)! What are scissors!" Ron yelled.

(y/n) ignored him and walked out of the hall, spotting Pansy and Malfoy walking down the corridor towards the dungeons.

   "Hey Parkinson." she called out.

The two turned around and instantly Pansy rolled her eyes.

   "What do you want, Adler?" she asked, her tone cold.

(y/n) walked up to them, glancing at Malfoy.

   "If you don't mind, I'd like to have a conversation with my friend Pansy here." she mentioned.