DRACO MALFOY X MALE!READER●WHAT IS THIS FEELING?●

Herbology

Third Person P. O. V

(Y/n) laid down on his bed. His face scrunched up in distraught. Sweats that had previously formed on his forehead began to roll down his face. Eventually, his stilled form tossed and turned. He felt his throat closing and now had a hard time breathing. (Y/n) grasped on his neck. He tried to pull away whatever it was holding his neck.

Soon enough, one of his new roommates woke up. Winston's eye cracked opened, exposing his light green eyes. Winston groaned, sitting up on his bed and his eyes travelled towards the (H/c) lad. Swiftly getting out of bed, he made shuffled towards the (S/c) male and nudged him. (Y/n) didn't wake up and continued to struggle. Winston then began to shake him to no avail. He then called out (Y/n)'s name. Once again, nothing happened.

The olive skinned boy suddenly slapped (Y/n) out of panic. (Y/n) shot up and turned to Winston who had a hand over his mouth in shock. "I- I am so sorry!" He blurted out. (Y/n) held his cheek where he was slapped and sighed in relief. "Well that's one way to assure I'm still alive..." (Y/n) mumbled. "Thank you." Winston froze. "The fuck? I JUST SLAPPED YOU!" Winston whisper- shouted. His lanky hands traveling towards his messy hair. "Yes, I know, but- I... Nevermind. Don't worry about it."

(Y/n) shoved off his cover and got off of his bed. "I'll be off to shower then." The (h/c) said. Collecting his new set of uniform and a towel. Needless to say, Winston stared at (Y/n). Speechless, confused and some other adjective that's similar to confused. In short, He's dumbfounded.

When (Y/n) got out of the room, he sighed loudly and pressed his back against the closed door. He thought back to his dream- er... Nightmare. (Y/n) ran his hand through his hair and down his neck then it swiftly traveled to his lips. He could remember the feeling of warm liquid climbing up his throat. The Gryffindor gulf as he shook his head and pushed away the memory of the dream. 'let's just hope that only happens once...' he thought to himself. With a sharp exhale, he pulled himself together and trotted towards the dorm's shower room.

When (Y/n) finished. He changed into his uniform and went straight to the great Hall. On the way there (Y/n) met with Kazzandra, who was still putting on her vest. "Morning, (Y/n)." Said the Ravenclaw as she pulled out the locks of hair that got caught in the back of her vest. "Morning." (Y/n) returned the greeting with a smile.  The two walked side by side. Kazzandra kept fumbling around which caught (Y/n)'s attention once again. When he turned to the Brunette he saw her looking irritated as she glared at her necktie.

"You listen here shitheads... If you don-" Kazzandra began to mumble curses in a very low and dangerous tone. Her struggle of not knowing how to tie a necktie properly agitating her more and more as the milliseconds passes "uh... You okay..?" (Y/n) poked his index on the Ravenclaw's shoulder causing the girl to burst out with a growl with her head throw back. (Y/n) backed away with his hands up, ready to shield himself from what may come his way. Kazzandra kept her posture for a few more seconds before her shoulder raised and her head sunk back down. She sighed in defeat before tilting her head to her friend in a shameful manner.

"Help meeee..." She croaked as she held both ends of her blue and white stripped necktie. She looked like she was bout to tear up. (Y/n) tried to hold in his laughter. He quickly dismissed his suppressed laugh with a cough but was followed with a small chuckle. Making Kazzandra's already huge frown bigger than it already was. "I will literally hang you with yours if you do-" (Y/n) rolled his eyes, pushing his index finger to shush the girl. "Time of the month?" He asked quietly. The Ravenclaw nodded in response. (Y/n) snickered, but gave his friend an understanding nod.

He went forwards and fixed Kazz's necktie with ease and the girl sighed in satisfaction. "Thank you..." She said with a blush of embarrassment. Pulling down the tie inside her sweater vest because she mistakenly put on her vest before the tie. Once she finished that. She kept her cloak on her forearm, pulling it close to her stomach.

The two then began to chat about their classes. They pretty much have the same classes just as the year prior. The duo made it to The Great Hall where they sat at a random table. With their plates now filled with whatever they chose to eat. It wasn't long after that they were joined by Sylvia and Finnian. "Hey, Spencer~" (Y/n) purred, smirking at the Hufflepuff. The dark haired boy flinched as he took is a sharp breath. His head turned to face (Y/n) who held  the same smug smirk. "How did you-" Finnian sputtered, his brows furrowing together. Kazzandra watched the two's exchanges with an eagerly, though she too was confuse. Sylvia, however, was reading a book without even acknowledging the scene before her. "It was Simon wasn't it?" (Y/n) simply nodded as he began to eat once more.

Finnian sighed before he began to get his pick his breakfast, mumbling to himself and mumbling to himself about his sibling. The rest of breakfast went on like usual. Sylvia finally joined them, Kazzandra bugged Finnian about his second name, and (Y/n),,, does what (Y/n) does. Eat.

Skip after that, the quartet made their way to the Greenhouse. There, they were met with a couple other student who paid no mind to them. The four just shrugged it off and suited up like the others (separately, of course). By the time they finished. The four waited for the rest of class to get there. It didn't take long, and class has finally begun. (Y/n) stood beside Neville and to his right was Kazzandra, who was caught up in her own world at the moment.

Professor Sprout enters the room as the students chattered with their peers. The Witch greeted everyone but was left unnoticed. So she tapped her wand on the table, and said "Good morning Everyone!" Louder which earned her a chorus of "Good morning, Professor Sprout."

Content with the response, The old lady introduced the subject of the day. "Today, we are going to re-pot mandrakes." Professor turned around and grabbed one of the many pots that sat behind her. She grunted as she sets down the potted plant down on the work table that she and students were using. "Now, who here can tell me the properties of a mandrake roots?" She queried, giving the students glances, and as expected, Hermione raised her hand and was called on by the Professor.

"Mandrake, or mandragora, is used to return those who have been petrified to their original state." She said with confidence, earning a nod of approval from the professor. "It is also quite dangerous." She continued. "The mandrakes cries is fatal to anyone who hears it." Hermione concluded, to which she was rewarded with ten points for.

Professor Sprouts then informed the mandrakes they'll be using are only seedlings, so it wouldn't be so fatal. Granted it'll knock you out, but that's just another day at Hogwarts. She then gestured to the earmuffs on the table and each students took their pair and put them on. The witch then demonstrated the procedure. First by grasping the stem of the mandrake firmly, and pull it out of the pot.

The shrieks of the plant echoed to the room. Seeping through the protective earmuffs causing (Y/n) to press on the muffs just to reduce the loud cries of the plant. Once he's gotten use to the noise, he hesitantly loosens the pressure and stared at the mandrake. It had a face that was scrunched up, and it's mouth moved rather weirdly.  "Oh, wow look at that! Draco it looks just like you! It even has the same attitude." Kazzandra said suddenly, causing  few people to laugh. Crabbe and Goyle had to suppress a chuckle or two. Draco caught on and glared at the two.

The professor cleared her throat as a way to refrain herself from laughing as well. "Ms. Mercurio." The Ravenclaw jokingly apologized and watched as professor Sprout continues. She then added a few bits of soil. At this point Neville had actually fainted but was caught by (Y/n) unexpectedly. "Longbottom's been neglecting his earmuffs..." The old woman said disappointedly shaking her head. "No Ma'am, he's just fainted." Told Seamus, but the professor just shrugged it off and told (Y/n) to leave him be.

(Y/n) settled Neville carefully to the ground. Making sure he was okay with the position he was in. Once he was certain, (Y/n) got back up to Kazzandra and Finnian making kissy faces. The (h/c) Gryffindor rolled his eyes and gently pushed his Ravenclaw friend's face away from him. Now it was their turn to do it.

(Y/n) gripped on the mandrake's stem, and pulled it out. Sould flying in the air, thankfully not getting caught in his eyes. He looked at the rest of the class and was met with the same reaction of displeasure from the agonizing noise. But his attention was caught onto Draco who had put his finger to the plants mouth only to be bitten. The blond had a bit of trouble getting back his finger, and (Y/n) couldn't help but silently laughed. "You're staring." Said Kazz as she leaned closer to him. Rolling his eyes once more he continued with the task at hand. "Am not." He whispered under his breath as a small smirk tugged on his lips.