Draco Malfoy Imagines (Requests TEMPORARILY Closed )

Pansy's Plot

A/N: Hello! Sorry this took so long to get written, but I wanted to make sure it was good so I took my time. Also, my arthritis was making writing a very painful process, with that being said, I likely won't post anything else this week until the weekend because I need to rest my hand. But I hope you enjoy this and to the person who requested, I hope it's everything you wanted! 

Summary: Pansy tricks Draco into believing his girlfriend cheated on him with Blaise. Angst and fluff follow.

Warning(s): Swearing, physical beating up/hitting, non-consensual kissing/touching

Word Count: 4.6k

Y/N trudged into the Great Hall, looking miserable. She'd just had the worst potions class of her life. Snape had been teaching them how to make a memory potion, but she had mistakenly added the powdered sage before the stewed mandrake, causing the brew to bubble violently and splatter her Slytherin robes with putrid yellow liquid. It didn't help that along with having unflattering stains, she now smelled like rotten roses.

As she dragged herself to the Slytherin table, she felt stares on the back of her head. She rolled her eyes and positioned her chin over her shoulder, instantly zeroing in on the Ravenclaw boy who was pointing his thumb at her and laughing with his mates. With a discreet flick of her fir wood wand, Y/N sent the boy's noodles flying onto his face with a loud splat. She smirked to herself while tucking her wand back into her pocket. She continued walking and took her place at the table next to her boyfriend.

"Hello, Draco," she said sweetly as she plopped down onto the bench. Her boyfriend looked up from his meal.

"Bloody hell, Y/N. Where have you been? And what happened to you?" he asked, his face scrunching up in disgust. It took everything in his willpower not to slide away from his potion covered girlfriend.

"Sorry, I'm a bit late. I fucked up in potions. Don't worry, though, I'll get cleaned up after I have my lunch. Besides, I hardly see you anymore with O.W.Ls coming up. I didn't want to skip out on you," she explained, shifting her gaze from the food in front of her to Draco's distasteful looking face.

"What, Malfoy? You don't like the smell of a failed memory potion?" she questioned while playfully leaning closer to him. Draco couldn't take it anymore; he scrambled to scoot away from her. This made Y/N begin to giggle. She pushed her head behind her ear and batted her eyelids mockingly.

"Why won't you give me a kiss, love?" she asked with pouty lips, her hands making grabbing motions at the blonde boy. He opened his mouth to speak but was promptly interrupted by a snooty voice from across the table.

"Perhaps it's because you smell worse than a dirty house-elf, Y/N," sneered Pansy Parkinson, a dark-haired Slytherin girl who was particularly nasty. Draco watched as Y/N's back straightened, and her angry eyes flickered to the hard-faced girl. He knew this look well, considering she'd given it to him quite a few times throughout their two-year relationship. If it had been anyone else receiving Y/N's glare, he might've felt a bit scared for them. But this was Pansy, and not many were fond of her.

"I don't remember asking for your opinion, Parkinson. But please, by all means, let's hear your thoughts. Frankly, I didn't think you had any up in that empty head of yours," Y/N retorted, her voice calm and collected. Pansy's face went redder than a tomato. She angrily stood up from her seat, leaving her untouched sandwich sitting on the table as she stormed out of the hall, her hair swishing behind her.

Y/N scoffed. "What a wanker. Honestly, hasn't she got anything better to do?" she questioned, voicing her irritation. Draco slid close to his girlfriend and gently put his hands on her shoulders, rubbing them firmly. He felt the tension begin to leave her muscles.