❝ 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘧𝘰𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦, 𝘬 -𝘪 -𝘴 -𝘴 -𝘪 -𝘯 -𝘨! ❞
In which a filthy Mudblood is sorted into the House of Slytherin - with, of course, Draco Malfoy.
draco malfoy x reader
golden era
VERY SLOW-BURN ROM...
LITTLE MISS MUDBLOOD – ACT 1 : SCENE 3 : CHAPTER 45
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Hermione screamed. Black leapt to his feet. Harry jumped as though he'd received a huge electric shock, and Y/N backed into the wall.
"I found this at the base of the Whomping Willow," said Snape, throwing the Cloak aside, careful to keep his wand pointing directly at Lupin's chest. "Very useful, Potter, I thank you. . . ."
Snape was slightly breathless, but his face was full of suppressed triumph. "You're wondering, perhaps, how I knew you were here?" he said, his eyes glittering. "I've just been to your office, Lupin. You forgot to take your potion tonight, so I took a gobletful along. And very lucky I did . . . lucky for me, I mean. Lying on your desk was a certain map. One glance at it told me all I needed to know. I saw you running along this passageway and out of sight."
"Severus –" Lupin began, but Snape interrupted him.
"I've told the headmaster again and again that you're helping your old friend Black into the castle, Lupin, and here's the proof. Not even I dreamed you would have the nerve to use this old place as your hideout –"
"Severus, you're making a mistake," said Lupin urgently. "You haven't heard everything – I can explain – Sirius is not here to kill Harry –"
"Two more for Azkaban tonight," said Snape, his eyes now gleaming fanatically. I shall be interested to see how Dumbledore takes this. . . . He was quite convinced you were harmless, you know, Lupin . . . a tame werewolf –"
"You fool," said Lupin softly. "Is a schoolboy grudge worth putting an innocent man back inside Azkaban?"
BANG! Thin, snakelike cords burst from the end of Snape's wand and twisted themselves around Lupin's mouth, wrists, and ankles; he overbalanced and fell to the floor, unable to move. With a roar of rage, Black started toward Snape, but Snape pointed his wand straight between Black's eyes. Y/N reached for her own.
"Give me a reason," he whispered to Black. "Give me a reason to do it, and I swear I will."
Black stopped dead. It would have been impossible to say which face showed more hatred.
Y/N stood there, fingers inches away from her wand. She watched Snape carefully. Was he really going to ignore the truth over a schoolboy grudge? Sure, he almost died, but he didn't. Y/N herself had been in plenty of situations where she's almost died, but she didn't hold any grudges . . . well, maybe one, Cho Chang, but she was still a teenager. It hadn't been almost two decades.
Hermione took an uncertain step toward Snape and said, in a very breathless voice, "Professor Snape – it – it wouldn't hurt to hear what they've got to say, w-would it?"
"Miss Granger, you are already facing suspension from this school," Snape spat. Y/N's eyes narrowed. No matter how mad she was at her own sister, she couldn't stand when people talked to her like that. "You, Potter, Weasley, and unfortunately, your sister, are out-of-bounds in the company of a convicted murderer and a werewolf. For once in your life, hold your tongue."
