After organising to work with Draco, I go to find Hermione. I really want to know why my twin has been ignoring me. Based on the few conversations that we have had I figure she would be in the library. So, when I enter, I'm not surprised to see her sitting there with a book studying.
"Hey Hermione," I speak with a lowered voice, so I don't interrupt other students. Hermione looks up and shuts her book, indicating that she doesn't want me to leave.
"Hey Y/N what's up?" She asks this at a similar volume to when I talked to her.
"I was just wondering if you had spoken to Harry about why he is ignoring me?" I speak rather quick as to not stumble over my words. Once Hermione registers what I said she looks at the table with a bit of guilt, I know something was wrong and I highly doubt she is going to tell me the truth.
"oh... uh-well he... he-um... he's been busy with quidditch and -uh work... you know," it was a lie, I know it. Harry doesn't have to ignore me, maybe I hurt him in some way by not being sorted into Gryffindor, or maybe he wanted to be sorted into Slytherin.
"Oh, well thanks Hermione, tell him to talk to me when he has the chance, bye." I rush away before she has the chance to say 'goodbye' back to me.
I went to my dorm to see Carter sitting with a book. I remember them reading similar books to it when we went to muggle school it was from the 'Goosebumps" series.
"Hey Y/N,"
"Hey Carter, how working with Parkinson?" I say this with a slight giggle knowing that they hate Pansy. Carter groans, puts their book down and rubs their temples.
"I have such a headache, she kept calling me a disgrace to Slytherin because I'm not a Pureblood, she also kept saying I'm a 'Mudblood' when I looked it up it says it's a derogatory term for Muggle-born or Half-blood." At this I sigh, I feel bad for Carter. Only know do I notice Carter is crying. I walk over to them a hug them. In my opinion terms like that shouldn't be allowed. Its racist!
"I'm sorry that happened. Don't worry about what they say, just because your parents don't have magic doesn't make you any less powerful that all the rest!" I attempt to comfort them but I'm not good at it, mainly because both Harry and I hid our emotions from one-another.
When Carter stops crying, we separate from my attempt of a comfort hug and they smile,
"Thank you, Y/N, I'm really glad that you are my friend!"
"It's nothing Carter. Also, I'm glad you're my friend too!"
When I look up to the clock in the room I realise it is nearly five, so after saying telling Carter I had to meet up with Malfoy (and Carter wishing me good luck), I head off to the library once again, I look at the clock in the library, right on time. I knew Malfoy would be late, he can't even follow simple instructions. It takes Malfoy ten minutes to show up, I notice he looks timid and shy – In other words not himself, maybe he needs his minions to help boost his ego.
"Hey Malfoy," I try to be polite and not snarky, I mean if he does do the things he does to impress older Slytherins maybe he will be nice back, but instead of a verbal response I just get a nod-of-acknowledgment that he heard me. "How much research did you get done in class?" Draco just pulls out the work he did in class, it was around a page so more than I expected when working with him. "Okay, we could also write down when the items where founded or when they started being used in potions and what are common things they are used for, does that sound good?" I know I am putting in more effort than he is, but honestly, I was planning on doing all the work.
After thirty minutes I put my quill down and re-read my notes buy now its four pages of notes.
"Malfoy, how much have you done?" I ask.
"Two more pages since I entered, Potter." He responds for the first time since we started this. I nod think of something to say.
"How about we call it quits for the night and start composing the essay in potions tomorrow?" I propose, knowing he will most likely agree.
"Whatever, Potter." He and I both begin to pack up to go our separate ways, I head to the Great hall because that is where Carter told me she was working with Parkinson, knowing Malfoy he most likely went to find his minions.
But before I enter the hall, I see Harry, so I call out to him to try and talk to him.
"Harry, can we talk? Please?" he looks my way but just walks away, I feel myself tear up as I head to the toilets where I notice Hermione rushes to the girls toilets, (A/N you enter a gender neutral toilet.) I think nothing of it as my vision blurs more and my eyes sting.
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MY BROTHER'S ENEMY / Draco Malfoy x Reader
Fanfiction(Y/N) Potter is Harry Potters twin who is sorted into Slytherin. At first (Y/N) doesn't like Draco Malfoy and he doesn't like them but after being in the same house the deal with each other they learn the other was not what originally thought to be...
