3rd year potions ;) (ReaderxMalfoy)

Maybe

Of course I did the right thing, I left him and that's that. You tell yourself, getting up from your four poster bed. You toss Malfoy's gift under your pillow, and stand up. "Imagine if I told myself I would be having this kind of argument in my head at the beginning of the year? I would think I was crazy!" You tell yourself: slapping your face, then proceeding to drag your hands down your cheeks. "Arghhh...I just need to move on. That's all, maybe even get a new boyfriend," You look up at the ceiling. "How about Neville Longbottom? He's kind of cute. Although, I would be the one protecting him. That's fine I guess, I mean at least he's not a complete GIT!"

You walk out the dormitory, no one is in the common room other than a few students either snogging or just talking. Just ignore the happy couples. You tell yourself.

You stroll into the Great Hall, not even looking at the Slytherin table. "You finally made it!" Your best friend waves you over to sit on her right while Harry is on her left. "I swear If you were a minute later, Ron would have eaten all the chicken! He's such a fat arse." Ginny says to you. "Oi! I'm right here!" Ron says to Ginny: he was in the middle of eating a chicken leg. Hermione laughs and Ron becomes a little flushed.

"Ron, you got a little something right there," Hermione pointed to her chin. "no. On your right- oh here." She grabbed a napkin and wiped off some sauce from the chicken. At this point Ron was a brilliant shade of red. How I wish my relationship could've been like there's...

The Golden Trio, Ginny, and you were all deep in a conversation about Sirius Black, when Ron's eyes widened and started to choke on his butterbeer. "This is why I say you must slow down when eating and drinking!" Hermione tells him while slapping his back. "N-no." Is all he says, he pointed in front of him, which is in back of you, and you see the worst thing. "Oh."

Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson were snoggging their brains out. Her hands were in his bleach blond hair, his arms were tightly wrapped around her waist. If one didn't know any better: they would have thought if they let another go, they would would die. "Brilliant. Just brilliant. Y/N and him break up, and a day or two later BAM he's off snogging and doing Merlin knows up with Parkinson." Ginny says, she looked as if she was about to start killing people. "That little cockroach!" Hermione exclaims. "It's fine." You say under you breath, but still loud enough that they can hear you.

"What do you mean?" Ron asks you: he shoves a piece a tart in his mouth. "Will-you-stop-eating, Ronald! We are dealing with something!" Hermione tells Ron while hitting him with her book. "Bloody hell! I was listening!" He puts down the other piece of tart. "Err right. Like I said, we are done. He can snog who he wants to snog, and I can do the same. It's not cheating." "I bet Lavender Brown would beg a differ." Harry raises his brow at Ron. "What'd you mean?" Ron asks Harry as he sips some butterbeer. "I mean that Brown gets super jealous of 'Mione 'cause-" "Harry. Ron. This isn't about us, this is about Y/N." Hermione slapped them both across the head. "Continue." The brunette says.

"...and I see no point into getting jealous, when we are not in a relationship anymore." You sigh. "I mean you could just say that you're upset, and that would give me another reason to hex Malfoy." Harry says. "Ha ha. No thanks, Harry." You thank him. "I'm good, I can focuse more on potions now, and spend time with Ginny and Hermione." They all nod. "As much as I agree with you, no matter how much time you spend studying for potions, Sir. 'I'm going to take away points from Gryffindor for being correct.' will never allow us to pass his class-"Harry imitated Professor Snape's voice. Ron laughed, but quickly stopped. "Do you have anything to say to me, Mr.Potter?" Apparently Professor Snape heard all of it.

"Errr your hair looks nice, I guess?" Harry said to Snape. "Five points from Gryffindor." The Professor walks away, mumbling something about how how Harry's hair looks worse. You look at the Gryffindor hourglass, and sure enough five points: gone. "Harry!" Hermione and Ginny yell and him. "What did you want me to say to him?" "Oh maybe, 'nothing, we were just chatting about random things.' Anything, but his hair! Honestly!" You tell him. "Right. Why don't you yell at Ron though?" "Why would we yell at Ron?" Ginny asks Harry. "He has eaten all the chicken." Hermione's head whips to Ron. "Ronald Weasley! How in the world did you eat all the chicken? You are going to get sick again! And I am not taking you to the Hospital Wing this time!" You all laughed.

Everyone continues to chat about random things, and Hermione keeps telling Ron and Harry to study for the exams even though they're months away. "I'm going to head to the common room, see you guys later." They bid you a goodbye and without looking at the Slytherin table again to see if Malfoy was still locking lips with Parkinson, you head out of the great hall.

You keep your eyes down the whole time, not even looking where you're going, but your feet are taking you to the common room. Suddenly you bump into someone and you fall back hard on your bum. "Shit! Sorry!" You apologize to whoever you bumped into, since you yet to see their face. You get up, dust your robes off, and still look down. "Sorry, I didn't see- Oh..."

At this point you have looked back up, Malfoy was standing a foot or two away from you. "I take back my apology." You say to him at once. "You can't do that, I'm not letting you." He crosses his arms. "I can, and I will, so I'm not sorry. I hope you broke your pathetic arm!" "A week ago you would hate if my arm breaks, I mean I couldn't use it to-" "Don't you dare bring those up!" You snap at him, he has an awful grin on him. "Why are you actually mad?" He asks you. "What do you mean, Malfoy?" You take a step back. "I mean," He takes a step forward. "our last fight couldn't be the only reason why you hate me so much. What did I do, other than be a huge git?"

You both stare at one another for what seems like an eternity. "I-I just got scared. Scared that you didn't actually care for me, like you said you did. When I went into the Great Hall earlier I guess my fear was proven true." He looked at you with wondering eyes. "It wasn't even a week since we ended, and you left straight to snogging Parkinson." Tears started to form in your eyes. "I'm going to be honest. I miss you, and seeing you with her made me feel like I was just one of your toys. I understand we ended, but you couldn't even last a week without another snog." Malfoy looks down at your feet. "Draco!" Pansy Parkinson was on the foot of one of the staircases. "We doing it tonight, or not?" She asked impatiently.

"Go on, Malfoy. Don't keep a girl waiting. After all why would you want to be with a mudblood?" Before he could open his mouth to your last comment: you walk away. You could hear Pansy's voice in the distance. "Where do you want to do it? Ooooh I say a broom closet!" "No. It's too small, can't even lift a leg." He told her: his voice was filled with hurt, but she ignored that.

You walk up to the Fat Lady. "Look, look, dear! Look what I can do!" In a very high pitched scream: she tried to break a glass cup. "Uhh water boat." The Fat Lady kept singing. "Water Boat!" She didn't listen. "Water Boat!" The Fat Lady smashed the glass against the brick wall. "Oh wow would you look at that! I'm so talented! My voice is so amazing-" "Water Boat!" The lady in the portrait looked at you. "Oh all right, come in." The painting opened, and you walk inside.

Not even going inside the girl's dormitory, you just sit on the couch next to the fire. "Argh...I'm so done with the holidays. I just want to start school again." You stare at the crackling fire. "I miss him..." Your knees tuck into your chest and your arms go around your legs.

"Hey, you going to the dormitory?" Ginny shakes you awake. Apparently you drifted off into sleep. "I'll just stay here." Your best friend nodded, and she walked up the stairs. Sighing: you look out the window "How nice, it's snowing." You say with a soft voice, then you see it, a snowy owl. "Hedwig? What are you doing here, girl?" Walking over to the window: opening it, and letting her fly in, she drops a letter at your feet. "Who's this for?" You pick it up, and brush off the snowflakes. "To, Y/N. What? Wait who's this from? It can't be from Harry." Hedwig gives a little hoot and leaves. "Better open it."

"Meet me in the entrance of the Forbidden Forest at midnight." You turn the letter around; looking for a name. "This better not be from Malfoy." Looking at the time, you notice it's 11:45 pm. "I guess I'll go. I'll hex him if he tries to do anything stupid, as it is, it's freezing outside, and he wants to go to the Forbidden Forest? He has always been one with a weird mind." You stand up, grab your wand, and head out: making sure no one sees you. "I could really use that Invisibility Cloak I found a while back."

A/N: Hope y'all like this kind of long chapter, I enjoyed writing the Great Hall part, it's always fun to write scenes with Ron and Hermione haha