Slytherins Heir [Draco X Reader] - Year Five

Chapter thirty nine - Montague Managed

Y/n pov

You and Draco had met up two more times in the room of requirement unknown to him where he was. And you both loved talking, it was mostly talking, some light snogging but that was it.

It seemed all surreal. You loved it there. When ever you were just talking and meeting up, of course you would actually teach him, but then you'd spend the rest of your time cuddling and talking, joking around, it was all so perfect.

Hermione had had the idea of using Galleons that give up updates if anything changes which seems to be working fabulously. The Gryffindors had a few more practices in the week. Eventually you went out to see one.

You headed out to watch the Gryffindor practices, so did a few others almost everyone who was there the last time, Blaise was also there and you knew Draco was feeling a bit differently given how he was sitting, less proud, more like he didn't want to be seen with them. Like he knew it was wrong.

Pansy would make faces and make fun but Draco was oddly silent. You were a tad bit worried for him, you'd prefer the no comments, but admittedly it was a bit odd for him not to comment and be so unproud.

After the practice you could tell that the Slytherin team had taken it too far and Ron was clearly nervous and the jeers had gotten out of hand so you confronted them in the halls.

"Montague!" You called standing angrily.

"Hello there, princess." He said leaving the group and turning to you.

"No. You don't get to call me that you prick." You said standing up to him even though he was definitely taller than you, him being built like Crabbe and Goyle made him physically stronger and more intimidating but you could take him.

"You've got a little attitude to you. Haven't you?" He asked using his body to push your back into the wall behind you. You realized the back up may've been helpful. But you were also stronger than he would ever be. You looked to your right and saw the Slytherin team muttering amongst themselves.

"You need to be a better leader, player and not such a fucking perv." You said darkly.

"Ooo, Baby, just admit you want me." He said licking his lips as he looked down at you. You looked to your sides and notice the whole group of Slytherins that were watching this and Blaise having to hold Draco back from causing a scene to your right. To your left meters away was the Gryffindor team now stunned by what the were seeing along with Peter and Hermione.

He put his fingers under your chin and made you look at him. Needless to say, you were mad.

"You want me." He stayed with a dark grin.

"Why would I want a worthless, no good, sexist, pervert, who's IQ is smaller than his dick?" You asked him. You could tell that amused the Weasley twins.

"Maybe I should teach you a lesson 'oh so mighty Princess'." He growled punching his fist into the wall beside your head. You were not having this. Then I brilliantly evil idea popped into your head.

"You're right," You said gently putting your finger under his chin pulling him closer to you making him clearly confused but convinced he's won. You glanced to the left and Peter looked horrified you winked at him.

"I knew you'd come around. I promise no one will treat you like I will." He said grossly. You wanted to gag. Instead you pulled him in close so your hand was rooted in his hair and your mouth was beside his ear.

"You really are a dumb perverted prick." You whispered before smashing you knee into his crotch.

He backed away keel over in pain, his hands over his crotch. You then practically jumped and used all force you have and punched him straight in the head. He went down like a brick. But he was still conscious. You pulled out your wand and walked over to his head holding his head up the roots of his hair, pointing the wand at his neck. He was crying and sniffling and no one dared come into your path.