Potters Girl (Draco Malfoy x reader)

Year Six, Chapter Four

"Please join the team! Come on, you gotta. You're an amazing beater!" Harry bothers me.

"I just happen to have a lot of pent up anger, Harry."

"Would you prefer being a chaser? You're brilliant at that, too!" Ron adds.

"Maybe I'll consider it, if I get to switch between the two as I please."

"You have a deal!" Harry says. We walk through the halls when I spot Malfoy.

"I'll see you guys later." I jog over to where he is and hug him from behind, getting on my tippy toes to wrap my arms around his shoulders.

"Hey!!" I say excitedly.

"Y/n!" I startled him. Oops! He turns and eyes me up and down.

"Damn, you look hot in that uniform." He steps closer to me and places his hands on my hips. "You'd look better in Slytherin colors, though." He whispers.

"Oh shove off!!" I laugh and he smiles. We talk until I need to head back to the common room. The next day is our Hogsmead trip so I fall asleep looking forward to a nice butterbeer tomorrow.

Ron, Hermione, and Harry talk about Harrys stolen potions book and the "half blood prince" on the way down, whoever that is. I look at the snowy scenery instead.

"Does anyone fancy a butterbeer?" Harry suddenly asks and we all nod. As we enter the three broomsticks, I go to sit down beside Hermione when I am stopped by Harry.

"No, sit beside me."

"Okay..?"

"Something to drink?" The waiter asks Hermione.

"Four butterbeers and some ginger in mine, please."

"Oh, bloody hell. Slick git" Turning, I see Ginny and Dean getting handsy in a booth across the bar.

"Honestly Ronald, see they're only holding hands....And snogging." Hermione says. Ron argues about wanting to leave when someone walks up to the table. I sip my butterbeer and watch.

"Harry! my boy." Slughorn says, seeming drunk.

"Hello sir, so wonderful to see you." And so Harry and Slughorn start small talking.

"All hands on deck, Granger." He drunkenly spills his drink and Hermione flinches. "Listen, my boy, in the old days, I used to throw together the occasional supper party. Select a student or two. Would you be game?"

"I consider it an honour, sir." Harry is being a kiss ass for whatever reason.

"You'd be welcome too, Granger, Y/L/N."

"I'd be delighted, sir." Hermione says.

"Thank you, sir." I add.

"Splendid! Look for my owl. Good to see you, Wallenby." He says before walking away.

Harry explains how Dumbledore is getting Harry in with Slughorn, and everything that's been happening. We walk away from the three broomsticks, Hermione and I walking together. We pause and let the boys catch up and Hermione throws her arms around me and Harry as we walk.

A gut wrenching scream punctures my eardrums and I cringe. Looking up, Katie Bell is being dragged in the air and flung around, her mouth gaping open. She is thrown to the ground and Hagrid runs up.

"Don't get any closer! Get back, all of you. Do not touch that, except for the wrappings. Do you understand?"

And suddenly I'm in McGonagall's office with the others.