𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓'𝐬

Being a Bitch to Malfoy | Draco Malfoy

DRACO MALFOY IMAGINE!
Requested by: Jaztine_Gemini 😌❤️
WARNINGS: none

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"Broaden your minds..." Y/n mimics Trelaway, then bursts out laughing. "That class was pathetic if you ask me."

Students gather around Hagrid as Harry, Ron, y/n and Hermione arrive. Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle stand with the Slytherins.

"C'mon now, get a move on! Got a real treat for yeh. Great lesson comin' up. Follow me." Hagrid leads them toward a small paddock just this side of the Forbidden Forest. In the paddock, a freestanding iron rack hangs with dead ferrets,buzzing with flies. Nearby is a pumpkin patch.

"Gather 'round. Find yerself a spot. That's it. Now, firs' thing yeh'll want ter do is open yer books --"  Hagrid was cut off by Draco.

"And exactly how do we do that?"

Hagrid looks at him. Belts, rope, Spellotape: any means available have been employed to bridle The Monster Book of Monsters, which quiver violently.

"Crikey. Didn' yeh know? All yeh've
got ter do is stroke 'em. Look --"  Hagrid takes Hermione's copy, snaps the Spellotape
binding it. As it begins to bite, Hagrid calmly runs a forefinger down the book's spine and it... shivers as it falls quietly open.

"I though' they were funny." Hagrid says, nervously. Hagrid glances at the class, looking suddenly unsure.

"Righ' then. So... so... yeh've got yer books, an' now yeh need the Magical Creatures. Right. So... I'll... I'll go an' get 'em."  Hagrid turns, disappears into the trees.

"Well, I think they were funny." Hermione said, as she puts her book bag down.

"Oh, yeah it's terribly funny. Really witty." Malfoy says, sarcastically. "God, this place is going to the dogs. Wait until my father hears Dumbledore's got this oaf teaching classes."

"Shut up, Malfoy." Harry says, walking towards him.

"Oooh..." Draco chuckles, so does the other Slytherins. He gives his bag to Crabbe and starts walking up to Harry,but Draco's eyes widen in fear, he steps back and points. "Dementor, Dementor!"

Harry and some students jump, wheels in fear, finds... nothing. Instantly, the Slytherin's  make an eerie sound, then break up laughing. Harry reddens, embarrassed.

"Oh shut it, Malfoy." spat Y/n, walking over to the boy with platinum blonde hair. Draco laughed and walked over to her, they looked at each other in utter hatred. "Why don't you go and cry to your father?"

Draco scoffed, as the others watch the two. Harry gulped and frowned, while Hermione stares with a smirk.

"At least I have a father," he scoffed. "Didn't yours die last year?"

The students gasp, and y/n narrowed her eyes at the boy. Suddenly, no one saw it coming,
Y/n kicked him on his groin and Draco yelped as he fell on the floor grimacing in pain. Y/n smirked and SMACK! Slapped him across the face to add in the pain. Everyone gasps, and the trio chuckled.

She knelt in front of him, lifting his chin as Draco stares at her in fear and she smirked at him. "That would teach you not to mess with me, Malfoy." She scowled and stood up, flipping her hair and walking away with a smirk on her face.

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Hagrid whistles then, and Buckbeak wheels, beating his way back to the paddock, galloping to a halt. As Harry slides off, the class cheers  -- all except Draco, who narrows his eyes maliciously.

"Good work, Harry" Hagrid smiles.

"Give me a go at that thing. If Potter can do it, it must be easy. You're not dangerous at all, are you, you great ugly brute--"

"Malfoy! No!" Hagrid yells. Y/n snorted.

In a flash, Buckbeak's steely talons slash down, Draco freezes and looks up at Buckbeak. He then Looks down at the blood blossoming on his robes, he then shrieks.  Instantly, Harry dashes forward. Buckbeak whips around  raises its talons and -- seeing Harry -- lowers them then Ducks its beak. Harry...realizing what he's done... breathes.

Malfoy is on the floor. "It's killed me! It's killed me!"

"Calm yerself! Yer fine... jus' a scratch..." Hagrid says. Hagrid looks: a deep gash glistens on Draco's limp arm.

"Hagrid. He's got to be taken to a hospital." said Y/n, with a bored tone.

"You all... you all just... Class dismissed!"  And with that, Hagrid -- looking shaken -- swoops up Malfoy, flops him over his shoulder, and lumbers toward the castle.

"You're going to regret this," sneered Draco. "You and your Bloody chicken.

Y/n shakes her head at the stupid boy, then walks back to where Harry was.