Potters Girl (Draco Malfoy x reader)

Year Three, Chapter Four

"Who's that?" Ron asks as we all look into the compartment quizzically.

"Professor R. J. Lupin." Hermione says matter of factly.

"How is it she knows everything???" Ron asks turning to Harry.

"It's on his suitcase, Ronald." Hermione says annoyed. I laugh at the way she said his name and we walk in the compartment, considering everywhere else is full.

"Do you think he's asleep??" Harry asks. Glancing at Professor Lupin I nod, he seems passed out.

"Good. Listen closely, this year just got more interesting." Harry says and he leans forward. I already heard all of this so I zone out and look out the window. I feel Harry scoot closer to me, and subtly rub my hand with his finger. A light blush coats my cheeks and I smile. I see Harry glance over through the corner of his eye as he talks.

Harry explains what he already told me about Black, and then it's time to go change. Hermione and I stand and walk out, letting the boys change in the compartment. We go to the changing area and I notice a certain bleach blonde staring at me out of the corner of my eye. His eyes do a once over and I roll my eyes and ignore him. He's such an ass to Harry and the others, especially Hermione. He never pays attention to me, for some reason. Most likely because Im a pure blood and he has some respect for me.

"So spill!" Hermione says as we enter the changing area.

"What do you mean?" I ask. She sighs and gives me a look. "Okay okay!! So... Harry and I have had a weird... tension recently. And the other day, we were talking about how we have nowhere else to go, and next thing I know, his lips were on mine and I didn't pull away... I don't know why. I'm so confused on how I feel Mione."

"You seemed like you felt pretty great when he was on top of you..." She teases. I roll my eyes. "No, but seriously, you seem happy so why not see where this goes?" She has a point, I guess. I can't help but feel weird about it.

"I guess..." I say as I button up my shirt. I throw my Gryffindor robes on and Hermione and I walk back to the compartment with the boys. Once again, I pass Draco, but he's in his Slytherin robes now. He smirks at me and I ignore him. fucking prick.

"I'm baaaaack!! I know you two missed meeee!!" I say as I fling myself back on the seat beside Harry, laying across him dramatically. He smiles at me and lets me stay how I am.

We talk for the rest of the train ride, laughing like lunatics and having fun. The compartment door slides open suddenly an unpleasant sight lies before me.

"Malfoy." Harry almost spits. I sit up from where I was laying on Harry and glare at him. I study him for the first time this year; he looks different. He's taller, much taller than Harry now. He let his greasy hair down this year and it actually... looks good. He's growing into his sneer honestly. I take back my earlier remark, the sight isn't unpleasant at all! Not that Id ever tell him that.

"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" I ask rudely. He might be hot, but he's still an ass. He turns to me and eyes me.

"Oh, Potters got himself a little girlfriend?" Draco sneers while eyeing me up and down.

"Shut up." Harry says as I shake my head.

"Oh? Not yet? Gives me time to make a move then huh?" He says winking at me. I blush and glare at him. What an arse.

"Shove off, Malfoy!" Ron huffs. Draco sneers again before turning and walking away, but I felt his cold stare on me as he did.

"He is such an ass!" I exclaim when he is out of hearing range. Everyone agrees with me.

"Did you hear about him and Pansy Parkinson??" Hermione asks. Of course he'd wanna be with a slytherin.

"No?" I question.

"She's bloody obsessed with him, and he doesn't give a rats ass about her!" I laugh at this.

Suddenly the train comes to a screeching halt.

"We can't be there already..." Hermione states, looking out the window.

"Am I the only one freezing??" I ask, confused. Harry  puts his flannel over my shoulders and wraps his arms around me in an attempt to keep me warm, which I find sweet.

"Look at the windows y/n... you're not the only one.." Ron points out as the windows glaze over with ice.

All of a sudden it gets dark and I grab onto Harry. Our compartment door slides open and a dark, billowing figure appears. It's freezing and I feel numb, it's like the happiness is drained from my soul. Harry starts twitching and it looks like the figure is sucking the life out of him.

"What's wrong with him???" Ron exclaims.

"It's a dementor attack!!" Hermione says. I grab Harry and shake him, he falls to the ground knocked out. At that moment Lupin, who we thought was asleep, bolts up and points his wand at the figure.

"Expecto Patronum!!!" He yells out. A bright, white light shoots from his wand and a wolf runs out, pushing the dementor away from Harry.

Harry is out on the ground still. I rush to his side along with everyone else. The professor is standing, looking down at Harry. Harry slowly opens his eyes, blinking rapidly.

"Harry!! Are you okay??" He looks at me, dazed.

"C'mon, up you go," The professor says cheerfully, helping Harry sit up. "Here, eat this. It'll help." He says, handing harry a piece of chocolate. Harry sits there confused. Lupin explains what just happened and says he's going to go alert the conductor.

"Eat. It'll help." He says, forcefully, before leaving.

"Who was screaming?" Harry asks as he explains what happened to him.

"..Nobody was screaming, Harry." We help Harry up and he recovers as we near Hogwarts.

We sit in the great hall, bored out of our minds while the first years are sorted, cheering for the Gryffindors. I feel eyes on the back of my head.

"Mione!" I whisper. She turns to me. "Be subtle. I feel eyes on me. Who is it?" She catches my drift and slightly glances back. With a blank face she turns back.

"It was-" I kick her under the table, urging her to be quiet. She appears confused. "Its Malfoy..." She whispers. I roll my eyes. Maybe I should mess with him.

I'll plot with Hermione later. For now, Im starving.