Draco Malfoy Imagines (Requests TEMPORARILY Closed )

Detention

A/N: This is was a request I got from Tumblr. (soundsquid27) The beginning is rough because we have limited knowledge of what really went on inside Hogwarts during the Deathly Hallows, but I did my best.

Summary: During Y/n and Draco's 7th year at Hogwarts some of the Professors aren't very forgiving, and Y/N gets punished by one of them.

Warning(s): SPOILERS!!! Graphic descriptions of violence(tw: knives are used to cut character's arms), mentions of blood, swearing

Word Count: 3.4k

This is not what Y/N imagined her final year at Hogwarts to be. To be fair, it wasn't what anyone imagined it to be. Now with Snape as headmaster, things weren't exactly pleasant. Not to mention the fact some of their professors had been replaced with Death Eaters.

Y/N was lucky to even be attending Hogwarts. Her muggle-born friends had not been allowed back into the castle. But perhaps that was better for them. That way, they wouldn't be forced to cast the unforgivable curses onto other students.

The only thing bringing Y/N joy during these times was her boyfriend, Draco Malfoy. He was higher up on the totem pole than most students, due to his status as a Death Eater. Y/N thought at first that being his girlfriend might prevent her from being bullied by the professors. She was wrong. This seemed to make her stand out more to her professors. They loved calling on her for almost every question. They would sneer at her when they called her name, and when she didn't know the answer to their inquiry, they would say demeaning things like, "Would you look at that, Malfoy's toy isn't very smart is she?" The class would then be forced to laugh at the professor's joke.

Somehow, Y/N had managed to make it through the first of three terms without getting in trouble. But that changed when she walked into her Muggle Studies class with Professor Alecto Carrow.

"Sit down. Hands out in front of you on top of your desk, you know the drill," Professor Carrow said.

Y/N dreaded Muggle Studies. The class consisted of Carrow spewing complete lies about muggles and the muggle world. Almost every lesson would begin with calling on a pureblood student and then asking them to pick a half-blood student to practice hexes and jinxes on. Y/N had avoided being chosen to do this because many of the students selected by Carrow would refuse. This resulted in them receiving detention, not to mention continuously being called on every class until they caved and did what Carrow had demanded of them.

Y/N could only imagine what was done to those students in detention. When they'd come back to class the next day, they'd have numerous cuts all over their faces. Or sometimes they'd be limping around. On a few occasions, they'd come back without a finger. Poor Madam Pomfrey could only heal so many students.

But today, when Y/N sat down at her desk and placed her palms face down on the cold wooden desk, she knew something was up. She watched as Professor Carrow scanned each student's face before her eyes stopped on Y/N's.

"Ms. Y/L/N. Why don't you do the honors of picking a half-blood? You haven't got to choose anyone yet, and I believe it's about time you did."

All eyes turned to her. Y/N begrudgingly rose to her feet, but she stayed silent.

"Pick someone before I pick for you," Carrow commanded.

Y/N remained silent. There was no way in hell she was going to hex anyone simply for the amusement of a Death Eater.

"Pavarti Patil. Stand up."

Y/N's heart stopped. Parvati was one of her closest friends. They'd grown up in the same neighborhood, they used to play gobstones every Sunday. Y/N thought of Parvati as a sister. There was no way she'd ever be able to hurt her.