We Belong Together || Draco Malfoy X Reader

45| Wounded

Y/N POV

Well, I got another detention from Umbridge for calling her a bitch in class. She always tried to find a way to separate me from Draco. I got it that she hated me, but how was that related to Draco? It looked like she was trying to pair him up with Pansy when he was clearly in a relationship with me. The whole school knew about it and she even caught him kissing me once. What was her problem for real?

To my surprise, Harry was also in detention tonight. I heard he had got into this detention every evening since our first lesson with the cat enthusiast. However, I didn't expect to serve detention with him. Were we going to just have some tea then?

"Y/N you have to go while you can," he whispered.

"Relax Harry, it's just detention. I'll just have my throat being burnt again. Anyway, my parents will request dismissal for her," I smiled.

The door was opened and Umbridge wandered in quickly. She had her wicked smile plastered on her face. Just wait until she begged for me to take down the dismissal request. I couldn't wait for it to come.

"Well, young Miss Richards. Sorry about the tea, we aren't having any today. In exchange, I just want you to write with this quill," she said, handing me a quill. Wow, I was surprised. Was she finally being respectful towards me?

"Please don't do it to her too, she's just a girl," Harry pleaded. Strange, why would he do that? We were just going to write some sentences.

"I want you to write, 'I will watch my words' until I tell you to stop," she ordered, ignoring Harry completely.

Harry looked at me, his eyes full of pity. I wanted to ask him what was wrong, I mean we were really just going to write down some sentences. What was the worst that could happen? Umbridge slapped my hand to make me write immediately. Impatient bitch. Ah, I just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible so I better got this done quickly.

"Ah!" I jolted in pain just when I almost finished writing the word I. I saw some blood dripping from my left hand. How? No one hurt me. I turned to see Harry hissing in pain while writing with the quill. It was the quill, wasn't it?

I threw my quill to Umbridge instantly. This was even worse than the tea, she made it very clear that she wanted to hurt me physically. "You call this punishment? More like torture to me. This is against the law!"

"Don't talk about breaking the law with me when your parents bribed the school to give you a private room!" She yelled, swishing her wand to make me sit and continue writing.

She used magic to torture me and Harry. We couldn't escape this, I should've listened to Harry earlier. The room was filled with my screams and a little bit hissing from Harry. How could he not be screaming in pain? I was sure enough that she cast a soundproofing spell for this room because everyone with good hearing would've come and got us by now if she didn't.

"Enough for today, I'll see you tomorrow at the exact same time. Tell anyone about this and they will get the same punishment as you two," she threatened before we left the room.

I couldn't stop sobbing even when Harry had tried so hard to comfort me. How would I survive this every day? I wanted to tell Draco and had him comfort me instead but that would make him get into the same trouble as me. I didn't want him to get hurt because of me. I guessed the only hope was my parents, they would make the ministry fire her and I could be free at last.

Harry waited for me to calm down and I thanked him for doing that. I went straight back to the Slytherin dorm, passing the common room to go to my private room. Draco was already there, sitting on the couch with my romance novel in his hand.

Oh shit.

"Whoa...Y/N. Do you want me to act like the guy in this book?" He mumbled.

"Don't touch my books," I said, snatching the novel from his hand and put it back on the shelf.

"Did she give you the tea again? Your eyes are red, is it that bad?" He asked, approaching me to touch my face.

I wanted to cry and tell him about my hand so bad. But it would make things became suspicious and he would try digging some information from me right away. I would never let that happen.

"Can I get a hug?" I muttered.

"Of course, love," he hugged me right away, not questioning anything. I wished he was the one who comforted me earlier, not Harry.

"You must be happy to get the soft me as your boyfriend, just like the guy in that book," he chuckled.

"I don't mind getting the grumpy you either. As long as it's you, I'll be fine."

"Okay, stop saying sweet things. How's detention anyway?"

I told him that I would be serving detention in the evening on a daily basis. He was mad at Umbridge. He thought I did nothing big to make me have detention every day which was true. However, I assured him that everything was going to go back to normal once a dismissal letter arrived for her. It wouldn't take long, I had to survive for a few more days...or possibly, weeks cause dad got busier these days.

•••

It had been a few days and the cuts on my left hand were starting to get harder to cover. I didn't really talk to anyone for the past few days cause I knew I wasn't the best at hiding something from anyone, especially Draco. I figured it was the best to shut my mouth to prevent leaking any type of information regarding my detention.

Umbridge was appointed to be a high inquisitor for Hogwarts by the ministry of magic. She basically had the right to inspect all the teachers and proceed to request for dismissal too. The ministry was going nut, she should be the one who got inspected and fired! I thought my parents were trying to get her dismissed. Well, maybe they needed more time.

"Miss Richards," Snape called while I was walking with Draco to DADA.

"Professor Dumbledore wishes to see you," he informed. "Urgent matter."

I glanced at Draco for a second. That old man never called for me before. Right, maybe it was time for Umbridge to get her arse kicked out of this school. Draco accompanied me to follow Snape to Dumbledore's office. I couldn't hide my excitement to finally hear that she was fired. She just got a high position and was going to be jobless now. How interesting.

"Only Miss Richards can get in," Snape stated when Draco was about to step in with me. He rolled his eyes at Snape, but Snape ignored him.

I had never been to Dumbledore's office before. Anyone could tell that the person who stayed here was an old man just by wandering around a bit. The room somehow gave an old man aura.

"Miss Richards," Dumbledore called.

"This might be a–"

"Oh, cut the crap. Does the ministry finally fire her?" I interrupted.

Draco POV

Snape was long gone and it was only me left, waiting for her. She came back from the old man's office with tears on her face. Something was definitely wrong, she stared at me blankly before she fell to the ground. Luckily, I was able to catch her just in time.

"Draco," she muttered, sadness could be heard in her voice.

"What did he do to you?" I asked through my gritted teeth.

She didn't reply and hugged me instead, sobbing in my arms. I didn't know what happened but I tried my best to soothe her. She cried harder than when she saw Diggory's dead body. She cried harder than when Umbridge gave her the tea. It hurt me to the bone seeing her cry without having any clue what made her be like this. It stung to my heart. I hated seeing her like this. No one should dare to make her shed even a tear when I tried so hard to make her happy.

"It's all right Y/N. I'm here. Can you tell me what happened?"

"Draco," she cried.

No. I didn't want to hear her saying my name in a sad tone. She should always be in joy whenever she called my name.

"My parents are dead Draco. They bloody murdered my parents."