💚quidditch bet💚 •draco x reader•

• pansy pig parkinson

*DISCLAIMER- MASTURBATION*

•y/n pov•

i awoken in dracos king sized bed alone. he had left me. or so i thought.

after lying awake for a while, i hear the bathroom door open and draco walks out with a towel and only a towel on. "morning sugar" he says smirking at me.

i try get out of bed to stand up and get ready for the day ahead of me but sit back down whimpering. "draco.." i say through the whimpers. "y/n baby are you okay?" he speaks walking towards me.

"it's your fault" he smirks again. "you caused this i can't walk" i say before lightly slapping his arm. "i can carry you to breakfast?" he offers. "nope then it'll be obvious you fucking railed me to the point of agonising pain" i say fake smiling.

he laughs lightly and goes to get dressed and ready. i manage to waddle into the bathroom. draco found this extremely hilarious and wasn't keen on hiding how funny he found this.

after getting ready we head down to breakfast hand in hand, before a quick kiss and heading to our separate tables. "morning y/n- you okay there?" hermione says concerned. "y-yeah i am" i say back trying not to blush bright red.

"ohhh i know what happened. that's why you weren't at the dorm last night!" ginny yells, catching the attention of draco. "y/n you naughty little witch!" hermione exclaims when she catches on. my cheeks turn even more red if that was even possible.

"guys shh your being so loouud" i say. "i bet you were last night" ginny says raising her eyebrows. a note then falls onto the table and ginny opens it-

she was

i am going to kill him. "oh- my- god-" hermione gets out through laughs. "stop it's not funny.." i say pouting. "that explains why your limping, anyway how was he?" ginny asks.

"can we not talk about it here with everyone around us?" i ask. the pair automatically pull me up and start dragging me to our dorm. "ow ow ow you bitch i can't walk!" i scream.

the door slams. "okay spill the fucking beans y/n bathgate" ginny says sitting on the bed with me and hermione.

"really fucking good" i say smiling lightly. "how big is he?" hermione asks. "oh yeah i took a measuring tape to it and measured it" i say sarcastically "it had to have been what eight nine inches?" i say estimating.

"no wonder your waddling then, harry is five inches" ginny puts out into the world.

"didn't need to know that" i say laughing.

•dracos pov•

me and blaise were sitting in my dorm doing some homework and chilling after the day.

"draco what the fuck-" blaise says widening his eyes in shock. "dude what is it?"

he holds up in-between his two fingers a green thong. shit. now i need to explain.

"give me that!" i say grabbing it off him. "dude why do you wear thongs-"

"no you dumbass it's y/n's" i say. "you finally done it! lost the v-card. i'm proud man" he says patting my back.

i shove the thong into my pocket and head towards the gryffindor common room to return it.

after a decent amount of persuasion the fat lady lets me in and i rush up to her dorm, managing to get past the stair block.

i knock on her door and hear someone shouting "that's him!" she then opens the door and smiles "hi baby" she says, " thought you might want this back" i whisper winking handing her the underwear.

that means she had none on today... calm yourself draco. this is not the time.

"draco... um- you need a cold shower boyo" she says smirking. "no i need you" i reply quickly. then hearing giggles from her dorm.

"no i'm in agony." she spits. "okay, i'll leave and go have a wank." i say, not caring her friends were in there. "you go do that horny boy" she says closing the door.

i stayed for a few minutes and heard who i think was ginny shout "y/n i did not need to see your thong!" which made me laugh.

•back at the slytherin boys bathroom•

since father forced me into getting a private dorm, i had a private bathroom too which means i wouldn't be interrupted unless blaise gets bored and wants to piss me off.

i step into the large shower and think about y/n moaning my name like she did and wrapped my hand around my length and started to stroke. the more i thought about her, the faster my hand went. i was a moaning mess, damn you y/n.

eventually i came onto the glass and was breathing heavily leaning against the wall.

i heard a knock on the door and my eyes widened. "shit-" i say trying to quickly cover myself and clean the glass because i knew if it was blaise, he'd take the mick again.

"mate! mate! you'll never guess what just happened" an out of breath blaise shouts opening the door, luckily i had grabbed a towel and cleaned and covered myself with it.

"ever heard of privacy?" i bark, "dude trust me you want to know this. y/n's been taken to the hospital wing. pansy knocked her out and punched her bad." he says.

my stomach drops. "what the fuck!" i scream rushing to get clothes on and head up to the infirmary.

when we arrive y/n is lying on a bed put cold with bruises covering her body. i feel a warm, salty tear drop down my left cheek soon to be followed by one on my right cheek as well.

"y/n oh my god!" i say running up to her bedside, i grab her hand and kiss it lightly. the only thing giving me comfort is seeing her chest rising and falling, to show she was alive.

blaise brings me a chair and because of my state, all disheveled, bawling, breathing uneasily. madam pomfrey let me stay over night with y/n.

"please stay with me y/n i need you" i say sobbing into her chest- hoping she can hear me.

word count- 1050

a/n-
i shouldn't have listened to 'oh children' when writing that end bit. bad mistake