We Belong Together || Draco Malfoy X Reader

17| Broken Arm

Y/N POV

We made it to Hogwarts safely. Girls were gossiping about the strange incident that happened on the train earlier. Some said a prisoner of Azkaban had escaped and the creature in the train earlier was a Dementor who was searching for the fugitive.

Some also said that Harry fainted when a Dementor paid his compartment a visit. I didn't expect Harry to be this weak, I mean he defeated a troll in year 1 and also a Basilisk in year 2. This news made Draco laughed so hard. He even called Harry just to mock him about it.

Dumbledore gave his speech as usual. He also announced the new DADA teacher, Professor Lupin. It was my third year here and looked like the DADA teacher would change every year.

Hagrid was chosen to replace Professor Kettleburn as the new Care of Magical Creatures teacher as Kettleburn decided to retire. He must be tired to teach a lot of students.

The ministry of magic had made Hogwarts be a house for dementors. Dumbledore said they were only stationed at the entrance and couldn't enter the castle. But who knows what would happen in the future? No one could guarantee that we would be safe.

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Looks like Hogwarts could read my thoughts and shared it with the teachers. Professor Trelawney, from Divination Class, told me that I would face a hard time in the future when we met in the corridor this morning.

Of course, I didn't believe that, but Draco kind of did. He snapped and called her rubbish for saying that to me. I had to calm him down and that was a tough job because Vincent and Greg did nothing better than heating up the air.

We were heading to Hagrid's hut for another class. Draco was still in a bad mood, slightly better than earlier.

Hagrid directed us to a small paddock near the forbidden forest and instructed us to open The Monster Book of Monsters that each of us brought. However, none of us knew how to do that.

"And exactly how do we do that?" Draco asked annoyingly.

"Just strike the spine of course," Hagrid replied.

We found our spot at the backside of the paddock. I decided to just sit and watch whatever was going to happen. Outdoor classes were just not for me.

"I think that's funny," Hermione spoke.

"Oh yeah, terribly funny," Draco yelled.

I wanted to stop him but I was tired of meddling in other's business. So here we went again. Should've brought some snacks to watch the show.

"Wait until my father hears Dumbledore got this oaf teaching classes," he spat.

"Shut up Malfoy," Harry sneered.

Draco then made this oooh sounds with Vincent and Greg. Couldn't hold myself not to chuckle a little when I saw them doing that.

He walked closer to Harry in such confidence. I watched him from behind. What was he going to do?

"Dementor Dementor!" He shouted causing everyone to look up behind Harry. Some of the Slytherins laughed.

Of course, it was a lie. They were too dumb to notice that. Harry turned around, clearly annoyed by Draco's joke. Draco and his friends acted as Dementors and make another oooh sounds.

Draco went to stand next to me after Hermione took Harry away before things got too heated up.

"You're such a great actor," I muttered.

"Do you like it?" He smirked.

"Quite amusing to watch."

"Just tell me you like it already," he chuckled, ruffling my hair. He was finally back to his normal mood.

Hagrid introduced us to his Hippogriff, Buckbeak. He asked for a volunteer to greet Buckbeak. Everyone stepped back, except Harry. As expected from the chosen one.

"Come on, let's see it closely. I bet he'd get attacked," Draco chuckled as he pulled me to watch closer.

He pulled out a green apple from I didn't know where and bit some as we watched Harry walking towards Buckbeak.

"You sure like apple, don't you," I asked.

"Yeah, but not as much as I like you," he winked.

What's with him today? Did he hit his head?

I sent him a disgusted look before saying, "Stop the act. I don't like it."

"What if I told you it wasn't an act?" He smirked.

"For Merlin's sake, just drop it Draco," I said rolling my eyes and he giggled.

Fortunately, the Hippogriff accepted Harry and even allowed him to ride on his back. They flew around the castle before going back to the paddock. Everyone from the other house, but Slytherin, cheered for Harry.

I could see Draco was getting annoyed by the applause for Harry. He approached Buckbeak confidently while pushing some students to make his way towards the Hippogriff.

"Yes, not dangerous at all, are you," he yelled.

This was bad. I didn't know if I should stop him and drag him back or let him did something stupid. Buckbeak then shrieked, everyone was suddenly screaming. It attacked Draco in just a few seconds.

"Aahh, it's killed me, it's killed me!" Draco moaned in pain with his high pitched voice while holding his right arm and I quickly ran to him.

There was some blood on his arm. I diverted my sight to his face so I wouldn't have to think about the blood. He was in pain, obviously.

"Oh, Lord. We have to get him to the hospital," I yelled to Hagrid.

"You're gonna be okay. Hagrid said it was just a scratch," I comforted him while holding his left hand.

Hagrid picked him up and dismissed the class. I followed Hagrid from behind as Draco didn't want to let go of my hand just yet.

"You're gonna regret this," he yelled weakly, probably to Hagrid.

"You and your bloody chicken," he added.

We reached the hospital wing and Madam Pomfrey quickly told us to lay him on a bed. She treated his wound and used some bandages to create a partial cast for his arm.

"Thank Lord, you brought your boyfriend just in time. He could've lost his arm if you're late for 1 or 2 minutes," Madam Pomfrey said before leaving us after the treatment was done.

"He isn't my boyfriend!" I yelled while dragging a chair to sit beside Draco. 

"Just a scratch, eh?" I mumbled as I sent Hagrid a look.

He apologised and left us immediately. I turned my head to look at Draco. Poor him, he just didn't want to lose over Harry and got this instead.

"Does it still hurt?" I asked in concern.

"Yes, it hurts so bad. I feel like dying," he whimpered dramatically.

"Is that so? You know, I have this limited edition sweets in my room, I'll take it if you want some. Maybe it can lighten up your mood," I offered.

"Can I get something else instead?" he asked.

"Sure, what do you want?"

"A kiss? 100% sure the pain will disappear in no time," he said with his genuine sly smirk.

I widened my eyes, shocked by what I just heard. Was he mad? He was acting weird. Buckbeak must've attacked his head too. But couldn't miss a chance to tease him, could I?

"Sure."

"Wait you're actually gonna do it?" He asked excitedly.

"Of course not. What are you thinking, you idiot," I said as I hit his left arm.

"Aah, it hurts so bad," he whined.

"Aw such a great actor, but you can't deceive me," I giggled.

I told him to rest and meet me later in the great hall for dinner with Vincent and Greg. He complained about how he wasn't going to be able to walk because of the pain and needed me to help him. I was kind enough to remind him that the one that was broken was his right arm, not his legs.