{Half A Hero} Hufflepuff!Reader

Chapter 6: Detention

*A/N: the above image relates heavily to this book but I am adjusting A LOT, bruvos.

Guys, please don't joke about having suicidal tendencies. In this book I was going to tackle the issues and its affects on a wizard world students life. People do have this! It's mood swings, it's eating disorders, its inability to focus and complete anything you need to do. IT IS NOT A JOKE OR A MOMENTS FEELING! I have a book that tackles mental issues (my bakugou x reader) so I'm going to drop some of the ideas that I had for this book.  

This bitch is gonna be normal!*

Your detained group followed the burly man and his hound to the forests edge. The three Gryffindors walked along side him, saying they were glad to have him back.

"Why?" You asked Jason. "Where'd he go?"

The boy shrugged, so you turned to repeat the question to Draco. His face had been screwed up into a fearfully irritated scowl. You decided to ask later. 

"Keep up, you lot." Hagrid called back.

You tugged on the boys sleeves, pulling them to keep pace. The tall, thick trees engulfed you all. You could feel the air buzz with an energy you weren't use to handling yet. You felt slightly queasy, letting go only of Jason's sleeve. Draco tried to pull away, but after a distant howl he hastily adjusted to hold your hand instead. For the first time in your two weeks of being at Hogwarts, you couldn't bring yourself to make a joke at his expense.

"I trust you lot brought your wands."

"Umbridge told us to leave our wands." Hermione said. 

"Oh." Hagrid blinked. "Oh. Best stick together then."

"We're gonna die. We're gonna Die."

"Don't get my hopes up, Malfoy." Jason joked. 

A heavy gust of wind carried through the canopy. You noticed that the leaves didn't carry with the wind, the leaves drifted down at their own paces. Straight down.

"Professor Hagrid, Sir?" You said, eyes still focused up. "Why are we out here?"

"We're just in an' out. Don't you worry." 

You hummed, not really believing him. Fang whimpered as another gust blew. A heavy shiver dragged through you. Draco looked at you,

"You aren't getting sick are you?"

You sniffed dramatically. 

He caught on to your mocking, he looked even more displeased at the situation. Hagrid walked ahead, talking to you all about Professor Grubbly-Plank's reports and congratulating everyone's hard work. 

"I was quite worried." He admitted. "With the work load you kids have, especially this being your OWL year, it takes time to adjust to the load."

"I want to get more detentions. You're so cool."

Hagrid drew himself even taller, a blush growing under his bushy beard, "Ah, Grubbly-Plank said you were a charmer."

"Detentions aren't always like this, Y/N." Harry warned. "We were lucky."

"'Course you would know, Golden Boy~" Jason teased, earning a glare from Harry.

"Umbridge probably had Ministry stuff to handle. You don't want to be in detention with her." 

"I'd rather be in a classroom writing lines, than out here." Draco said. 

"You wouldn't handle writing lines with Umbridge." Harry snorted.

"Why's that, Potter?" He spat.

Hermione spoke loud and clear to divert the argument that was bound to ensue.