Detention

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by dracos_horcrux

by dracos_horcrux

Y/N's pov

YASSSSSS! I HAVE DETENTION!!!! Omg I can't wait to see filch and get him to rai- wait no.... I CAN'T THINK OF HIM LIKE THAT! If someone finds out my reputation is OVER. Besides it's illegal because I'm only 15! Why why WHY! But who cares about laws; I break them all the time. And if I love him it's pretty okay to me. Let's just liVe life to the fullest okaY?

I was walking towards Detention when George Weasley, my old crush from fourth year, came running towards me.

"Hey Y/N!" I stopped walking and gave him a high five," heyyyy king !" "AGVAFAYGHGAT- soooo... Freddie and I wanna prank filch... yo in?" I stopped laughing and started getting worried; what if he finds out?! "Ummm... well I have detention LMaO so I don't think I can... He sighed and thought about something and said, "Dang but maybe later?" "Uhhh well I'm kinda busy and I'm gonna hang out PuG fAcE later." "AHAHAHHAHHA wEll OkaY!" "Sorry lmaooo but I have to go now." "yuhh okay." "Shut it lmaoo. Byeee bitches!" "Okay byeeee... GOOD DAY IN MY MIND wait- I have a question...."HURRY UP I GOTTA GO... SPILL IT" "Do u likie anyone? My heart stopped at that question but I quickly responded casuuly. "Gurl.... BLOODY HELL NO, AS IF - " "okAy jUsT aSkin well, byeee !" "BYEE!"

That was a close one..... Well I have to go now to DETENTION YASSSS.

~ Detention~

I was walking to Detention when I saw him . He looked hotter than ever and he was with Mrs. Norris. I was a little jealous tbh but I quickly picked up my bad bitch attitude and sang a barbz song:

" Sad Pony

Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm
You need that? I got it, that's cash in my pockets
That's cash, 100, you need that? I got it
Need it, got it, cash, pockets
Bands on me, sticks on me
You need that? I got it, that's cash in my pockets
That's cash, 100, you need that?Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahI know you don't like me, you wanna fight me
You don't want no problems at your party, don't invite me
I don't worry 'bout you baddies, please stop talking 'bout me
Always talking 'bout me 'cause you looking for the clouty
6ix-nina, the 9ine-nina
Riding in a two-seater with two ninas
Baby got that Aquafina, it's cocaina
Smoking on that OG reefer, no TMZ-aForgiatos on a Benz truck, make her friends fuck
Told her she could get Chanel, if she let my friends fuck
Stars shining in the Rolls Royce, it got red guts
Wait, hold up, nah, I still don't give a fuck
Vroom, vroom, G5
Vroom, vroom, we high
You the type of baddie that I never wanna be like
You a type of bitch that will never get a reply
Hi, hater, bye, hater, vroom Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dollar, dollar bill, come get her
Even your man know Nickis do it better
I know you don't like me, you wanna fight me
Always on my page, never double-tap, like me
Baddies to my left and my right
Never chase a corny baddie, put that on my life Just put it in his face, all this cake, he wanted a taste
We sippin' on that Ace, itsy-bitsy waist, pretty face
Yeah, eat it, Cookie Monster (Ooh)
He a slave to this pussy, call me master
Real wet, I said, "Slurp it like it's pasta"
They get nervous when it's Nicki on the roster (Rrr)Somebody usher this baddie into a clinic
My flow's still sick, I ain't talkin' a pandemic
I write my own lyrics, a lot of these bitches gimmicks
They study Nicki style, now all of them wan' mimic
Talkin' 'bout snitches when it's snitches in your camp
Never stand alone, you always itchin' for a stamp
Me, I'm still money, wrists light up like a lamp
They gon' have to send they best fighter for the champRacks, I got 'em, Mary, I'm poppin'
They keep hatin', but still watchin'
Check the boards, I'm still toppin'
Bustdown or plain jane, I got options
It's a bunch of mini-mes, I'm the one they mockin'
Showed you how to get a bag, now you goin' shoppin'
When I come out, all the sneak bitches start plottin' (Plottin')
When I come out, it's a sweep, bitches start moppin'Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahWatch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm
If he like it, I throw it fast, real fast, fast, fast
He singin' my old song yellin', "Ass, ass, ass"
They be speedin', tryna beat me, then they crash, crash, crash
Still a 100 like the number on my dash, dash, dash

That real ass ain't keep your baddie home"

He was staring in shock again and my knees got weak. I quickly ran away to Snapes office and sat ina desk.

~two hours later~

THIS DETENTION WAS THE WORSE! Like omg all i did was siting in a desk and filch didnt even come. UGH I FUCKING HATE SNAPE. So when I came into my commen room I played Line without a hook.

HE'S A , HE'S A , MANNN AND IM JUST A GIRL.... HE SINGIN, HE'S A, HE'S CARETAKERRR AND IM JUST A LINE WITHOUT A HOOOKKKKK...