Draco Malfoy's Amortentia ||DracoMalfoyXReader FanFic

Chapter 8

Draco has convinced me to rejoin the Quidditch team. I'll be sitting out for most of the games so now I'm a back up chaser. Through out the week quidditch training has become rigorous, yet I slowly improve. "Ye is getting way good," Marcus Flint said. "Thanks," I smiled. After practice Draco sprays me down with water. "The audacity," I laughed. I sprayed him back. I accidentally sprayed Bole and Derrick the beaters. Before I could say sorry the whole team has a water fight. Marcus our captain even joins in. (Time skip to night) "Get up May, come out," Pansy says running outside. "The chamber of Secrets has been opened. Enemies of the Heir, Beware." A banner flung over the walls. What even is this? Oh my god. the cat! Who would do that to a cat? It's dead, no paralyzed. "You'll be next Mudbloods!" Draco hollered out. "Not funny," I say. Draco remembering what happened last time quickly said, "The sign, not me, never I could never,". I smiled back annoyed. Mr.Norris is exploding at Harry. Tom comes up to me. "What'd Harry do?" I ask. "He couldn't have with classes, homework, and quidditch. He couldn't even finish a sentence up here, doesn't have the time. That Draco however,". "It's not him," I said confidently. Everyone is riled up. I look around my storrage, since I can't sleep already. "The scarfs I totally forgot,". I knocked on the boys dormitory before entering. "I bought this for you in Paris. Don't worry a witch made it. Very weird ally way, now that I think of it,". "Seems acceptable," Draco sat up smiling. "I bought you a new muggle good Crabbe and Goyle. These are rock candy. There hard so don't bite at them,". They nodded thankfully. "What's that for," Draco pointed at the yellow scarf. "My boyfriend,". "Boyfriend," he said shocked. "Not really but he will be hopefully,". "Not that Hufflepuff," Draco whined. Crabbe and Goyle laughed at the idea. I'm gonna hand it to him after the quidditch game tomorrow. "Bye boys," I say head out their room. It's so hot in there. "Why were you in there?" Pansy questioned. "Here you go Pansy," I said. "What's this?" she asked. "It's a magic lipstick changes colors when you want it to. Just gotta tap on it with your wand," I replied. "Ooh, this will be useful. Thanks a lot!" she walked off thankfully. I didn't need to be the talk of the show next morning. Next morning however the gossip shifted from what happened last night, to where the chamber of secrets was. Some girls were going after Harry after hearing he snuck into the girls restroom. Draco sure teased him about that. When the quidditch game happened Hufflepuff and Slytherin tied until Cedric caught the golden snitch. "You did so well Cedric," I said. "Thanks y/n. What position will you be playing soon?" He asked. "Chaser," I replied starring into his beautiful eyes. "He wiped the sweat onto his towel. Normally I would find a guy doing this to be gross, but he looked good even when he was sweaty. "This is for you. I saw it at Paris and thought of you,". I handed him the scarf. "You didn't need to," he said. "No biggie," I replied. Then he wiped his sweat on it. I said, "It's a SCARF, I bought it in a witches shop,". "Oh a scarf," he put it around his neck. I walked away. Draco walked up to me laughing. "Shut it Draco," I said in defeat. "This is just hilarious," he replied. "How can you find anything funny when you just lost a game for us?" I hit him where it hurt. "You dimwit, it was obviously not my fault. What did I expect anyway. You don't even know anything about quidditch," he scoffed. This stupid boy. The next game sure would be interesting. "Draco, besides our current argument. You must focus at the quidditch game later today. It's you first game against Harry Potter," I scolded. "Oh I forgot. I'm going to crush Pottah and those Weasley's," he said smiling. "You do that," I said. Some one is out for Harry Potter. I've noticed that. I might not like Potter all that much, but I do care about his wellbeing. During the last few games something seems to go haywire and I'd expect something else to go this week. I must tell an adult I trust. Who in Hogwarts do I trust the most? Snape. After potions class I stuck around. "Why are you still here y/n ," Snape asked. "Sir I'd like you to referee the game later today," I responded. "I will not favor you guys if that what you're asking," he replied. "No, that's not what I'm asking. Harry Potter is in danger," I said. His eyes looked up, "How do you know this," he questioned. "At all of the last few games I've noticed something always goes wrong. It's always directed at him too. With Draco's and Harry's buffoonery, Harry Potter might be to distracted to deal with it," I replied. "Hm, I'll see what I can do about it," he said. This is great. Wait til they figured out I helped the supposed enemy. (Time skip to game) Sitting in my uniform on the side lines is a bit embarrassing. It's a necessary sacrifice I'll have to make. If I join now Draco and I'll slow down the whole team even more. Hopefully that buffoon stays focused this game. Woosh. As I expected a buldger is going haywire. I also expected Draco Malfoy to be an idiot. It's right besides him. I'm going to do nothing hopefully his defeat teaches him to be a better team mate next round. "DRACO CATCH POTTER," I yell as Harry get's knocked of his broom. That idiot fell off his broom as-well. "Wingardium Leviosa," I chant. The broomstick moves to catch Draco. "Wingardium Leviosa," I chant again. With much struggle I try to levitate Harry by his clothes. Plump. It did not go well. I rush over to Draco. "You alright," I said. "Fine," he replied sour. "Harry's got the golden snitch!" I yelled out. Everyone seemed less tense. "Move out the way bright pupils, your savior is here," Lockhart says pushing us all away. "I'm not sure if he's suited for this," I whisper to Draco. "Ossio Dispersimus," Lockhart enchanted. "Isn't that," Draco laughed. "It is," I giggled a bit. "I'll take him to the infirmary," Snape said in his monotone voice. Later that day I decided to visit Harry Potter. When he kicked me in the eye, he visited me. "Draco come on," I said. "I don't want to visit a wiggly Pottah," he groaned. "It'll be funny," I replied. "Fine," he said trying to hide his excitement. "Can you hold this?" I ask. "Why should I," he replied smug. "I saved your life," I said. "No you didn't. I would've been fine. It's Potter who would've died," he said offended. "But you wouldn't have been able to play quidditch," I replied. I handed him the basket and he scoffed. "Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall are here," I said. "And that fan of Potter," Draco added. Colin Creevey was frozen. "The chamber of secrets has been open," Dumbledore said. "Excuse me, I believe we have some ease droppers," Mcgonagall said looking towards us. "Draco and I came to drop this basket of goodies for Potter," I responded. "Didn't hear anything, especially the part where you said the chamber of secrets was open," he added.