💚quidditch bet💚 •draco x reader•

• spilling the truth and trouble with umbrige

•y/n pov•

"y/n?" i hear. i spin round on the bench and see draco, i take a moment to look at him.

he must've been on a run, he had grey shorts and a green t-shirt on. "that's me" i say smiling weakly and turning back round.

a very small amount of time passed before draco moved, he sat down next to me and spoke "y/n, please tell me why you've been avoiding me..." he said looking at his lap with a sad expression.

if my mum or dad found out i told him, i'd be dead meat.

i cant keep it to myself any more though, it's too much.

fuck it, i'm telling him.

"trust me draco, i didn't want to. it was my parents." i gulp. "they wanted me to avoid you because of what your dad did,

"he forged a letter my dad wrote for the ministry to let me into the quidditch school thing, made it look like my dad was trying to over throw the minister or something" i feel my eyes start to tear up. "it's been the worst time of my life draco" i look at him and he wipes my tears with his thumb and cups my face. he sighs.

"i should've known it wasn't you that wanted this.." he looks deep into my eyes. all of a sudden a loud voice booms through the air. "new defence against the dark arts teacher dolores umbridge has finally arrived in the school. fifth years will be her first class this morning."

"carrying on, can't we just be friends secretly? don't let anyone know?" he says with a pleading expression. i nod slightly and he engulfs me in a tight rib crushing hug.

i smile into the crook of his neck and hug him back.

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that morning was the happiest i've been in days, i am currently getting ready to go to umbridges first defence against the dark arts class. i think i've seen her in the daily prophet before, if i'm correct she is a literal pink toad.

i head to her class with my textbooks and wand. i then feel someone tickle the small of my back making me arch my back to avoid it and spin round really fast to see who it was.

draco.

should've guessed, i blush when i realise since my back was still arched, our hips were touching so i pulled away quickly.

that bastard. he smirked realising what i had noticed. "so much for a secret friendship draco" i say looking at him. he just laughs. "what no, you got it wrong. that was a i only talk to you in class and quidditch tickle." he says smirking still. i scoff and walk faster to escape him.

disclaimer- i will not be following exact words, sorry if that ruins it or something.

"welcome, to defence against the dark arts." umbridge speaks in a squeaky tone, i look across the class and see draco looking just as unamused as me.

we all get out our wands as we normally would. "no no there's no need for wands, what would really want to hurt a bunch of children?" she questions, all of a sudden harry potter speaks up.

"i don't know maybe voldemort?!" he exclaims, "that my boy, is lies" umbridge screeches. i got fed up. "so cedric dropped dead on his own record? i think the fuck not!" i yell. the whole class gasps, "mr potter, miss bathgate, my office at seven. you will have detention."

after class i stormed out, only to be pulled into a small cupboard, "what the hell was that y/n?" it was draco. "i had to, i'm sorry" he rolls his eyes. "be careful, i heard her detentions were really bad." he says staring deep into my eyes. he then kisses my forehead and walks out.

i touched my forehead where he had kissed and smiled.

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it was now six forty five and i headed to her office, potter was already outside waiting. "come in" she says giggling. i gag at her too happy for life tone.

"you both will be writing lines, both different though mr potter, you will write i must not tell lies. and miss bathgate, you must write i must control my pathetic mouth." she says with a wide grin. i go to take my quill out. "no you will both write with these." she hands us two quills and parchment. "and how many do we write?" i snap. she giggles, "just how many it takes to sink in"

the hell what does that mean

i start writing and about five lines in my hand starts to burn, i ignore it and put it down to pins and needles or something, but after another ten or fifteen it becomes severely uncomfortable and painful. i look at it and see 'i must control my pathetic mouth' being carved into my hand.

potters was the same except it said 'i must not tell lies' 

when she finally let us stop my hand was leaking blood and it felt numb. when i left i felt a little lightheaded due to the pain, when i was walking i realised i was crying. i didn't care so i continued to walk until i heard my voice.

"y/n are you okay?" draco. he always found me when i wasn't okay. "no draco i'm not" i say holding up my hand, his eyes widen and he swallows. "what the fuck did she do this to you" he says in an angered tone. i nod as the tears are streaming out of my eyes.

he takes my hand and kisses it, even though it was bleeding. he then pulls me close and hugs me tighter than ever. "shh you'll be okay. i'll protect you" he says rubbing my back, since he was taller than me his chin was resting on the top of my head.

i was leaving a massive wet patch on the front of his shirt due to my tears. "come on i'll take you to your common room." he says smiling, i nod and try walking but i stumble. he wraps his arm around my waist and i blush.

would i be crazy to say i love this boy?

a/n

okay so i'm going to try post every monday and maybe thursdays if i'm not busy. no promises though.

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