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“Ok, I’ll see you on Monday at 1:30 then” Y/N said down the phone “Thank you” She whispered as she hung up, Draco’s ears perked up as he heard her come back into the lounge where he sat reading one of his favourite books, with pages browned from age.
“Was that anyone important?” He asked, setting the book down next to him
“I took your advice” Y/N said quietly as she sat next to him
“Which advice would that be darling?” He said resting an arm on her shoulders
“That was Dr Madden, from St Mungo’s, she’s a therapist”
“That’s good, did she seem nice?” Draco asked, not letting on how pleased he was
“I suppose so” Y/N said resting her head on his shoulder as she curled up to him, her legs finding a place on his lap
“It’ll get better darling, I know it’s a lot of work. But you’ve done the hardest part” He said
“You think?” She whispered
“I know” Draco promised with a kiss to her forehead,
The couple sat in the same position for what felt like hours, ever since the war they always relished in the silent moments they shared, neither needing to say anything just wanting the comfort that they could only find in each other.
Draco went back to reading his book, Y/N still curled up on his lap, her eyes skimmed over a few words, yet she quickly lost interest and turned her attention to the window. Curtains were pulled back slightly revealing the dark sky, the stars barely visible. It was a view she had grown accustomed to, the insomnia which consumed her, had allowed her one positive. Her love of the night sky, Draco would often wake to find Y/N sitting with the window open looking up at the stars.
“What’s on your mind?” He hummed noticing Y/N’s eyes drifting to the window, although he never admitted it, he was worried about her
“I don’t know” She answered honestly “Everything seems so much at the moment”
“What do you mean?” Draco asked placing his book down
“Nothing it’s fine” Y/N shook her head, going to pull herself off of Draco’s lap
“Talk to me” Draco begged slightly
“I can’t, I don’t know where to start”
“Wherever feel right, I’m right here” He promised, holding her tightly
“I feel like such a burden to everyone, I’m scared of everything. I just drag everyone down, I barely talk to my friends anymore, you’ve got all these people around you and you’re here trying to keep all my pieces together”
“Oh darling” Draco said his fingertips tracing lines along her arms “You’re not a burden, I know that you feel like one and I know that this might not help but I’m so in love with you, everything you do amazes me”
“Draco I don’t want to be the reason you’re not living the life you want”
“What do you mean?” “You had all these dreams when I met you, all the places you wanted to go, all the things you wanted to see and I’m stopping you from doing all that because I’m terrified of everything”
“Plans change, I don’t want to do anything if I have to do it alone, I just want to be with you” He whispered into her hear Y/N turned back to the window, the darkness which had begun to settle in their living room calmed her more than she cared to admit.
“Therapy will help” Draco whispered “And I’ll be here every step of the way”
“I just want to live again” She said as a tear fell down her cheek
“You will, one step at a time darling” Draco said with a squeeze of her hand.
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you sat nervously on the floor in front of draco’s bed, his blonde locks brushing over his eyes as he stared at you from above.
"are you sure about this, darling?" he asked while running his fingers through your hair, brushing the stray pieces out of your face and behind your ear.
"i’m sure" you nodded, watching him start to unbuckle his trousers as you nibbled on your bottom lip.
you and draco have done stuff before, just not anything serious. you were a virgin coming into this relationship and still are, but you felt bad for the lack of experience you had with someone like draco.
you wanted to pleasure him for once and while you were at it, practice too. considering how this would be your first time actually blowing someone off.
your thoughts were interrupted when you heard draco’s belt hit the bedroom floor with a 'clink' and his trousers, along with his boxers, were long gone and pulled down to his ankles.
your eyes couldn’t help by widen at your boyfriends cock, the tip a violent red and leaking with pre cum; the skin around his girth holding prominent veins that trailed down the entire thing.
draco had always joked about being big, but you weren’t actually expecting it to be true.
"what’s wrong, darling?" he asked once you were just looking at him in silence. your eyes trailing up to lock with his as you stammered out a small, "i-its just...j-just youre bigger than i expected."
draco couldn’t help but smirk at your comment about him, his ego somehow growing bigger if that was even possible. but he didn’t want to overwhelm you considering how shocked and nervous you looked.
"we can stop, y/n. i’d be more than happy to eat you out like i always do."
his suggestion made you blush madly but you only shook your head in response.
you didn’t want to let draco down, so you placed your hands on either side of his legs and sunk lower on your knees, his cock pulsing for a touch for being tucked away for so long.
"s-so...uhm. how do i.." you wrapped your fingers around his girth as he let out a hiss.
his hips thrusted forward slightly as you quickly backed away, fearing you had done something wrong.
"no- no just, put your hand back on" he assured as you nodded slowly, placing it back and running your thumb over his swollen slit.
draco bucked his hips once again at that small action, already feeling like cumming at the pretty sight of you on your knees just for him.
you looked so innocent sitting there with his cock in your small hands, considering how you had never done anything before meeting draco; including kissing.
you never understood the dirty jokes your classmates talked about during classes or at the dinner table.
or when someone would ask if you’ve ever given 'head' before. to which draco would smack that person harshly and threaten to hex them if they ever asked such a question like that again.
he wanted to preserve your innocence, finding you adorable for when you got flustered and nervous when listening to someone talk dirty.
your face would turn beat red and your eyes would squeeze shut as you hide in draco’s chest, feeling obviously embarrassed.
"you place your lips over my tip and try taking in as much as you can, okay darling?" his hand rests on the back of your head as he shifts your hair into a ponytail, helping you go down on his girth easier.
your pink lips met his tip before pulling away and placing your tongue flat, draco’s hips thrusting upwards once as before as he watched you through hooded eyes.
your tongue flicked slowly against his slit, leaving kitten licks over his skin before sucking lightly.
"f-fuck" a moan slipped from draco’s mouth as you sucked on his sensitivity tip, his head thrown back and eyes squeezed shut.
even though it had only been a mere few seconds of his cock in your mouth, it felt like pure heaven to the pale boy as you sucked around him.
you pushed yourself to go deeper, half way at least as his length went further and further into your mouth. draco’s hand resting on the back of your head as he helped you take him.
"such a good girl, taking me on your knees like that."
you went the furthest you could with his cock in your mouth, your eyes watering at how thick and large he was.
draco loved the sight of you under him with his cock in your mouth, your salvia coating and sucking him in as you bobbed your head up and down.
he never would’ve imagined someone like you on your knees just for him. someone so beautiful and innocent, not knowing how crazy you made him when you wore your school skirt and knee high socks; letting draco go wild with his imagination and fantasize about the filthy things he wanted to do to you.
"holy fuck your mouth is so warm" he seethed through gritted teeth, trying to control himself from holding your head still and fucking your mouth into oblivion.
the sounds of you gurgling and choking on his dick only pushing him closer to the edge, your salvia running down his girth as tears started to prick the corners of your eyes.
your hands were placed steadily on draco’s thighs as you forced yourself to take him all, trying to at least.
"i’m about to cum, holy shit m’gonna flood your pretty throat" he moaned loudly, not caring how vocal he was being as his grip around your hair tightened.
you felt him shake from under you, his cock thrusting once into your sore throat before releasing his load into your warm mouth.
his white ribbons flooded down your throat and filled your mouth, his cock pulling out slowly before fully dropping into his free hand; the other hand dropping from your head to run his fingers through your hair.
"you don’t have to swallow, love" draco chuckled once seeing your face, the boy getting up to grab a tissue from off the nightstand and hold it in front of you mouth.
draco didn’t expect you to open your mouth and for it to be completely empty, his cum swallowed as he looked at you in shock.
"you didn’t have to, darling-"
"i-i didn’t mean too" you mumbled, followed by a cough as draco chuckled once again.
the blonde melted at your actions before bending down and pecking your lips, a smile taking over your sour expression.
"you did so good for me, darling. you did so, so good" he praised, taking your hands and helping you stand up as your proud smile got wider.
"i did?"
"you did" he assured before picking you up abruptly, a squeal leaving your mouth followed by a string of giggles, "d-draco!"
draco brought you to his king sized bed and tossed you on the mattress, your body bouncing lightly as another giggle slipped.
"now, since you were such a good girl. i’m going to reward you, how does that sound my precious girl?"
draco hovered his body over your own with his arms pinned on either side of your head, his minty breath fanning over your face as you blushed deeply.
"perfect"
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Summary: Draco takes care of his girlfriend while she stresses over exams, as she’s not good at hiding it.
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Year: Six
Warnings? Mentions of stress and anxiety, swearing, Draco being a pure softie
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Summary: You force Draco to make nice with your friends and they actually end up not despising each other.
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“Why is it so important to you anyway?” he asks already annoyed at the prospect of befriending the trio. You chuckle lightly and intertwine your fingers with his.
“Because they’re my friends. And frankly, it’s killing me to divide my time like this. I want us all to hang out together.”
“But you know what they are.” His voice is hushed as you walk down the corridor.
“That’s Lucius speaking. Not you. And I swear, if I ever hear you say that again, we are done.” There are many things you tolerate about Draco because you’re utterly and completely in love with him. But you will not entertain the idea of mudbloods and pure-bloods. It’s an ancient ideology that Draco has been taught ever since he was a child. He’s not to blame for what his parents filled his head with growing up, but now he’s almost an adult and you expect more from him.
“I’m sorry.” And there he goes and shuts off. Something he often does and especially when his father is mentioned. There’s a strange sense of loyalty for Draco because after all this was the man who raised him, but you know deep down in his heart that he is a much better man than his father will ever be.
“Hey,” you say dragging him into an empty classroom, “I didn’t mean it like that.”
“Yes, you did. And you’re right. Every time I try things your way, I hear him in my head disapproving.” Your heart breaks for the little boy who had his childhood stolen away too early.
“Come here.” You open your arms and he walks right into your embrace. His blonde hair tickles your cheek as he buries his face in your neck. You’ll never get over how right it feels to have him in your arms.
“I’m proud of how far you’ve come. You’re not your father and I never should’ve insinuated that you were.” He stays quiet but when he pulls away you notice his eyes are slightly puffy. You don’t mention it when he discretely wipes his nose with the sleeve of his robe. Some things are not meant to be spoken out loud.
Over the next few days you don’t push Draco about spending time with you and your friends. Even though you’ve been together for six months now, you know it’s been a huge adjustment for him to date a Gryffindor. That’s why you’re so surprised when you enter the Great Hall and see Draco sitting with Ron. They’re even smiling.
“Do you see what I’m seeing?”
“I don’t believe it, Fred.” You jump as the twins suddenly appear behind you.
“Don’t sneak up on people like that!” you scold them never taking your eyes off of Draco and Ron.
“I asked him to spend more time with you guys, but I never thought he’d do it when I wasn’t around,” you tell the twins feeling your heart beat a little faster. You truly love this man.
“So does that include us?”
“Because I’m pretty sure we didn’t sign up for that.”
“Georgie, we definitely didn’t.”
“Oh hush, both of you. Pretty please. Do it for me.” You give them your best puppy eyes making them both sigh. It’s a lost battle for anyone when you bring out the puppy eyes. Very slowly they inch closer to Draco and Ron and soon enough they’re all four sitting together talking. For a second you and Draco lock eyes and you smile hoping he can tell how much this means to you. He briefly smiles before returning to the conversation. You decide to take a walk of the grounds as to not be a distraction when things are going so well. He finds you by the Quidditch field reading on the tribunes.
“Hey,” he says sneaking an arm around you. You welcome the warmth he offers as you lean into his embrace.
“Hi.” There’s a moment of pure bliss where you just enjoy being there with him.
“So, I spoke to Ron.”
“And?”
“He’s not the worst bloke I’ve encountered.” It’s a huge win in your book. You turn around to face him with the biggest smile you can muster.
“You have no idea how much that means to hear.” There’s a warm feeling spreading in your body and
“Just promise me we still get time alone. That’s they won’t always be around,” he whines making you laugh.
“Of course! I need to be able to do this,” you say before leaning in and kissing him gently. The kiss is over before you know it.
“I’ve earned more than that,” he whispers leaning in again. This time it’s harder, more confident. It’s everything and more.
“I love you.” The two of you have said it before but right now you feel it stronger than ever. “I love that you were willing to befriend people you hate just for me. And I love that you always make me smile. I just love you.”
“And I love you. At this point you must know that there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”
You kiss him again.
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CHAPTER FIVE
LILY KINGLSEY
Classes the next day seem to drag. I can't stop thinking about what happened last night in the common room. How easily my hand went to Malfoy's face when I was in such a blind state of anger. I felt guilty.
"Lily, stop worrying about it. He got what he deserved" Hermione smiles, placing her hand on mine.
I told everyone what happened over breakfast. How I slapped Draco. It didn't come to much of a surprise apparently. Ron thought it was hilarious. Harry and Hermione saw the funny side too, but I can tell they both saw how much it bothered me.
"I'm not worrying about it." I reply, snapping out of my daydream and continuing to write my essay.
"Lily, you've been stuck in your head all day" She tells me, and she's not wrong. "What's really bothering you?"
I sigh, the sickening feeling throwing itself around my stomach yet again.
"I didn't hesitate to hurt him Hermione. That screams Slytherin." I admit with guilt evident in my voice.
"Yes it does, because you are Slytherin Lily. I know how much you hate it, but you're also just like your father. You want to help the right side, just like he did."
"My mum would hate me if she knew what I'd done" I say, still feeling ashamed.
"I think she'd be bloody damn proud." Hermione is quick to say. "We all know that her and Harry's mum were two of the quickest witted and strongest women at Hogwarts. She'd of done exactly the same thing, if not worse."
I smile at her words. She's right. According to my father my mum was just like me. She had a short temper and she said what she was thinking. I could listen to him talk about her all day. His eyes light up with such joy whenever he tells me about her. It makes me proud to be their daughter.
"Come on, we can finish this tomorrow. Go get out of your uniform and we'll find the boys." She smiles.
I head back to my dorm and try to bask in Hermione's words. As hard as I try to dominate my mothers Gryffindor traits, I always seem to let my darker side slip out, and since the start of this year it only seems to be happening more and more. I wish she was here to guide me.
When I get to my dorm I pull open the door and get ready to change as quickly as possible, but I jump out of my skin when I see a figure in the corner of the room.
"Merlin Malfoy! What the fuck are you doing in here?" I yelp, not expecting to see the blonde haired boy sat in my window.
"Waiting for you" he hums, looking more relaxed than ever.
"Get out of my room" I demand, pointing towards the door.
"It's not just your room. For all you know I could be waiting for one of your roommates." he shrugs, leaning further back into the window frame.
"You literally just said that you were waiting for me" I spit, crossing my arms. I don't have time for this crap.
"What's with the rocks on your window?" He asks, completely ignoring me and picking one up, twirling it between his fingers in the sunlight.
"They're crystals. They have different healing energies."
"What does the green one do?" he questions, picking up the crystal that's our house colour.
"It's supposed to get rid of headaches."
"Does it work?" He raises an eyebrow, looking over at me from the window.
"Clearly not. You're still here." I reply blandly, rubbing my hands across my face. Why is he here?
He's hopped down from his position on the window now, and he's making his way over to me slowly.
"You're a real bitch, you know that?" He says calmly. He doesn't seem angry or offended by my words. He just simply makes his statement.
"Yes, you've told me before." He's so close to me I have to look up at him now. I bet his height gives him an incredible ego boost. I've never once been nice to Draco. I've always been a dick towards him and I'm aware of it, but when I hear him call me those words out loud I can't help but let them sting slightly.
"Well stop. It makes you annoyingly attractive." He says lowly, his grey eyes not leaving mine. My stomach drops. What the fuck?
"I...I- Wh- what?" I stumble over my words but he doesn't seem to acknowledge it. Any other time he'd use this as an opportunity to pull me apart.
"You heard me Kingsley." He looks down now at my lips. His thumb reaches to them and swipes against my bottom lip, pulling it ever so slightly as his rough skin catches it.
I'm terrified. Not only by the position i'm in but by the fact that I haven't shoved him off me yet. I'm letting him touch me. I want him to touch me.
"Draco, what are you doing?"
"Don't call me that." He hisses, his thumb leaving my lip, but sliding it across so that his hand now cups my cheek.
"Why not?" I breathe.
"Because it makes me want to do this" he whispers, placing his lips on mine.
My stomach completely erupts with butterfly's. Never once did I imagine that this would be happening. His lips are soft. So soft. He pushes against me slightly, deepening the kiss. I do the same, annoyingly not wanting to stop either.
He tastes like mint. He smells expensive. He feels amazing. He is amazi-
"What the fuck are we doing?" I pull away quickly when I stop myself from thinking the unimaginable.
"Kissing?" He replies, looking slightly shocked by the fact that I just yanked myself away from him.
"Dra- Malfoy. This is crazy! I slapped you literally just last night for being an asshole, and now you kiss me?" I yell, getting angrier by the second.
"Yeah, that was uncalled for." He states dryly.
"No it wasn't. I will never let any man degrade me, let alone a boy like you" I laugh slightly, shocked by this conversation i'm having.
"I didn't degrade you."
"Are you kidding me? All you ever do is degrade me! And my friends. You think you're better than everyone else!" It's frustrating me all the more that he's so calm during all of this. I want him to bite back.
He doesn't respond this time. He just looks at me, and as hard as i'm trying, I cannot for the life of me tell what he's thinking. "Say something goddamn it!"
"What do you want me to say?" he asks with more force.
"I don't know! You always have something to say. Some stupid shit that makes me feel like crap" I yell.
"Oh yeah? We'll have you ever noticed that you're exactly the same?" He spits, his demeanour quickly becoming less relaxed.
"Well maybe you should fucking stay away from me then!" I throw my hands in the air, completely infuriated by this situation. By him.
"I can't Lily! No matter what I do you're always there!"
We're both full of anger; heaving chests and red faces. I hate the boy. I truly do, but all I can think about is kissing his stupid face.
Before I know it. I'm the one pushing him against the wall. Both my hands cupping his face.
Unlike before, my lips move forcefully against his. Draco doesn't react at first. He stumbles backwards in shock. When I notice that it's just my lips moving I begin to pull away, but before I can his hands go to my waist and pull me against him. He's kissing me back.
"Christ, what are you doing to me Lily?" He mutters when he gasps for air. Hearing him say my name like that doesn't fill me with anger like it did last night, it makes me feel giddy and special.
His eyes are filled with hunger and lust. Ron was right; there is plenty of sexual tension that's been pent up, and we're finally realising it. Finally releasing it.
When we eventually pull away we're a pair of heaving chests, messy hair and lustful teenagers. I don't look at him to begin with. I'm embarrassed. Ashamed that I let my guard down and pinned the boy who makes me furious against a wall and kissed him.
"That was- something" Draco breaths, looking down at me. I don't say anything. He places his hand under my chin and tilts my head up to look at him. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, i'm just confused" I say honestly.
"Me too. You drive me crazy Lily Kingsley, and I hate that." His eyes flicker between the two of mine. I've never known him to be so honest before, it's weird.
"Yeah well you do too." I say with a small smile. I watch as the corners of his lips tug upwards, making my heart swell. This isn't good. "I... I need to g-go."
I quickly remove myself from his embrace and grab my bag, ready to head out the door.
"You can't just leave" Draco laughs, clearly enjoying my panic.
"Yes I can. And you need to go too." I fluster.
"If you say so" he grins, straightening his collar. I stand and watch as he saunters to the door. "See you in class Kingsley."
And with that he's gone, and i'm left wondering what the hell just happened, and why i'm desperate for more.
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Y/N LEANED AGAINST THE STONE wall outside of Professor McGonagall’s classroom, like she always did, with her arms crossed over her chest as she waited for Draco to meet her outside. She’d come from her Potions class with Slughorn and she couldn’t wait to tell him that she’d actually nailed her brew that day. It wasn’t uncommon for her to feel lost in that class, finding herself much more adept when it came to Charms or Transfiguration, but that day was the first time in a while where she’d felt like she hadn’t totally fudged everything.
She pushed herself off of the wall with a sense of eagerness when she saw Draco’s head of striking, blonde hair sail out of the doors. A bright smile painted itself onto her face, expecting him to head right towards her so she could gush about her accomplishment and maybe, just maybe, get a huff of amusement from him as a congratulations, but he walked right past her. It was like he didn’t even see her as he walked by, his blue eyes staring straight through her, and her smile faltered.
Sure, he’d been a little quieter than usual and they hadn’t hung out outside of class as much as they used to, but he’d never blatantly ignored her like that.
It stung a little, honestly.
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CHAPTER FOUR
LILY KINGSLEY
The next morning when I wake up, I feel the sting of sleeplessness in my eyes. It took me hours to get to sleep, and once I did all I could dream about was Malfoy.
I slowly get ready for the day, not bothering with any makeup. Nothing is going to cover these bags even if tried. I slip on my robe and grab my wand before collecting the books I needed for todays classes. My first period was a new class that I hadn't yet been to since the start of the term: Potions with Professor Snape.
When i'm heading down the stairs into the common room, I hear the clatter of voices that fill me with dread.
"Morning Slytherdor! I'm surprised you still live in these dorms" Blaise shouts, earning a laugh from the rest of the boys. I don't respond but just huff in disgust and carry on down the stairs.
"I know, it's a shame they don't just put her in Gryffindor. No one wants her here anyway." Golye adds.
If I said their words didn't hurt me I'd be lying. Yes, i've never actually wanted to be in Slytherin, however my father was in this house and I have never actually done or said anything to hurt anyone. I swallow back the lump in my throat and head to breakfast, trying to ignore the immature giggles from behind me.
"Morning" Harry smiles as I take a seat next to him. Hermione and Ron are sat opposite, tucking into what looked like egg on toast.
"Bloody hell Lily, did you sleep last night? You look awful" Ron asks, mouth full of food.
"Wow thanks Ron, you look lovely too" I grimace, grabbing a slice of toast from the centre of the table for myself.
"What's up Lils?" Harry asks quietly, but both Ron and Hermione are listening.
"Malfoy's what's up" I mumble.
"Is be bothering you?" Hermione pushes, getting slightly angry at the possibility of him making me upset.
"He always bothers me, but it's as if he's trying one hundred times harder to make my life hell this year and it's only Wednesday."
I proceed to tell them about what happened last night. How he cornered me and called me by my first name. How he threatened me with his new prefect position and whispered in my ear. Harry and Hermione couldn't believe it. Ron however, lets out a laugh and nearly spits toast everywhere.
"Sounds like there's some sexual tension there if you ask me" He grins. I scoff and so does Hermione.
"Well nobody asked you Ronald" she seethes, giving him a glare to which Ron raises his hands up in surrender.
"It was not sexual tension. I loathe the boy. Everything that comes out of his stupid mouth makes me want to vomit." I roll my eyes and continue to eat but I have a horrible feeling deep down that Ron might be right. Sure, Draco Malfoy is the school bully, the asshole. But he's also the school fitty. He's gorgeous.
"Well I say you take the high road Lily, carry on ignoring him and you'll be fine" Hermione says, and I nod in agreement. I just need to stay away from him and keep myself to myself.
That plan didn't last long.
We're stood in a huddle at the back of Snape's class as he seats us for the next academic year, and he puts me next to none other than Draco Malfoy. Why wouldn't he? Out of all the students in the class he seats me next to him. It would be crazy to think I could have been seated next to anyone else.
"Ignore Goyle, he doesn't know what he's talking about." Draco interrupts my thoughts.
"What?" I snap, not wanting to have a conversation at this moment in time.
"Earlier. It was kind of mean." I look at him to see if he's joking, but to my surprise it doesn't seem like he is.
"Since when did you care about what people say about me?" I retort, looking back down to avoid his stare.
"I don't" he quickly answers. "But I thought it was uncalled for that's all."
I don't respond. Mostly because I don't want to but partly because I don't know how to. I glance over at Harry who sends me a sympathetic look. Lucky bastard got seated next to Cho Chang, and we all know how Harry feels about Cho Chang. I raise my eyebrows back at him, directing my gaze to Cho and then back to him with a smirk. He blushes immensely and shakes his head before turning back around looking down at his desk.
"Potter got a crush then?" Malfoy asks, making me scoff.
"Gutted it's not on you?" I quip back, making him scowl.
"Shut up Kingsley. You think you're so funny."
"I know i'm funny." I respond.
"You're full of shit." He grumbles, opening the pages of his book. "I hate how you have an answer to everything."
"I hate how you have to comment on everything." I say, still not looking at him.
"You're a bitch."
"You're an asshol-"
"Good morning class. I will be your Potions teacher this year. Misbehaviour will not be tolerated." Snaps begins, putting a stop to mine and Draco's bickering session. "Turn to page 412."
We spend the lesson mainly in silence. Snape's lessons are often in silence, which isn't a bad thing considering who i'm sat next to.
When the class is dismissed I gather my things and leave the room as quickly as possible, trying to not spark another spat with Malfoy. Harry meets me by the door and we head off to our next class together.
The day continues as normal. Each lesson we slowly get back into the routine of school life and quickly forget about the real world back at home. I make a mental note to owl my dad this evening and let him know that i'm okay. He worries, and I promised him i'd keep in touch like I always do.
"How's your dad Lily?" Neville asks over dinner.
"He's fine thanks. Busy with work like always." I respond.
"Does he think Lord Voldemort's back?" Luna asks with pure curiosity. I try to swallow the food I just put in my mouth, but it goes down slowly and painfully.
"He um- yes he does." I say quietly, not wanting many people to hear.
"He can't say anything just yet though Luna, or he'll loose his job in the Ministry" Hermione adds, saving me from answering.
My father works along side the Minister of Magic, gaining his position there a few years after my mother passed away. He always told me how mum would have wanted to carry on making good in the world, so he's doing his best to do it for her.
"Well any way that we can help, let us know" she smiles, turning back towards her food. I look at Harry and I know he can tell what I'm thinking. He sighs and nods, giving us the all clear to start recruiting students to learn defensive spells. I look at Hermione and I can tell she's trying so hard not to combust on the spot, and i'm mirroring her actions too.
"Never mind her dad, I want to know how potions with Malfoy went" Ron grins, taking a mouthful of food.
"Why do you care so much?" I ask, annoyed at his constant obsession with the topic.
"Why have you gone so red?" He fires back. I immediately look away and touch my face.
"I haven't" is all I manage to respond with. "Besides, I spent the whole lesson arguing with him."
Thankfully the topic changes, and I finish my meal in peace. We manage to create a list of people who would be willing to join Harry's lessons and discuss where we will hold them. A productive meal time if you ask me.
After a few more hours of planning and discussing, I say my farewells and head back to the Slytherin common room just before curfew.
I'd prepared myself to be greeted by Malfoy yet again, but tonight there was no sign of him. I sigh in relief and lay on the sofa in the empty common room. I barely ever spend time in here, and when I do it's almost always empty. I don't have many friends in Slytherin. My roommates are okay, but they don't speak to me much. They're usually too wrapped up in their own conversations to even notice I'm there.
"Potions was fun." I hear from the doorway. I don't bother looking. I know exactly who it is.
"What do you want Malfoy?" I huff, closing my eyes to try and block him out.
"I'm having a conversation with you. What's wrong with that?" He responds, making his way over to where i'm lay.
"What is going on Malfoy? You hate me, and I hate you. What's with the sudden spark of interest?" I ask, now opening my eyes to see him peering over from the behind the sofa.
"You don't hate me Kingsley. I see the way you act around me. You don't know what to say half the time" he smirks. He's full of shit.
"I don't know what to say because you're a cocky, arrogant prick who thinks he can get whatever or whoever he wants. You're awful behaviour leaves me speechless" I scoff. He leans forward on the back of the sofa, so he's closer to me.
"Don't flatter yourself Lily. I would never want someone like you."
That's when my hand reaches up and smacks him right against the face. The sound of his skin against my hand echos around the common room, haunting me once I realise what I've done.
"Don't ever talk to me like that again Malfoy" I growl, the emotion laced within it clear that i'm holding back tears. I'm fucking furious, and I cry when i'm furious.
"Lily-"
"Don't call me that name. You don't deserve to" I snap, getting up and leaving towards my dorm, no longer being able to hold back the tears.
I hate Draco Malfoy, but what I hate even more is the fact that he's all I can think about.
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CHAPTER THREE
LILY KINGSLEY
The first week of term is always in interesting one; getting used to the early starts again, memorising a new timetable, wading through homework and meeting your new professors. We just met Professor Umbridge.
At first we thought she was harmless. Her pink garments and perfect hair seemed like they were all that she possessed, however we were soon proven wrong once her lesson commenced. He sickeningly sweet personality was clearly a lie as Harry started to wind her up the wrong way. She refused to believe that Lord Voldemort is back, as does everyone else in the Wizarding World, which wasn't a shock. It was when she told us that Cedric's death was an accident. That did not go down well with Harry.
I wasn't all to familiar with Diggory, but we did cross paths occasionally. Mostly when Harry was in the Triwizard Tournament. Like the rest of Hogwarts, his death was a shock to me. But what hurt more was watching my best friend suffer the consequences of witnessing it, and no one believing his truth.
Harry got detention during the class. As vile as Umbridge's words were, it was expected. She was there during Harry's trial at the Ministry, and that didn't sit right with us.
"If she's not going to teach us how to use our defences then someone must!" Hermione wails.
"And who's going to do that Hermione? Me?And keep your voice down will you?" Harry hisses, lowering his head.
Ron, Harry, Hermione and I are sat around a table in the Library. Harry had just been to his detention with Umbridge and he seemed distressed.
"Yes. You know the spells better than any of us, and we need to learn to protect ourselves before it's too late." Hermione is frantic. It's not an unusual occurrence for her to panic about something, but I must admit that it was worrying me too.
"No Hermione. It's too dangerous. If we get caught, we'll be expelled" Harry responds.
"Not on Dumbledore's watch" Ron adds, but I can tell he's treading lightly. We all seem to be trading on eggshells around Harry lately.
Harry doesn't respond but his hands rub his face in stress.
"What happened to your hand?" I ask, noticing a red wound on his left hand. He whips his hands down onto the table, one slipping under his book, the other resting on the pages.
"Nothing why?" He quickly utters, lifting his right hand to show me.
"Your other hand Harry." I state dryly. I'm not stupid. He's trying to hide something.
Hermione quickly pulls the book away and grabs his hand. The look of fear must be clear on all of our faces when he yanks it back away, his book included.
"Bloody hell Harry, she's torturing you" Ron says in disbelief.
We all try and convince him to tell Professor Dumbledore but it only ends in him storming out of the Library and leaving us behind.
"Go and talk to him" Hermione nudges Ron, but he only shrugs.
"What am I going to say? Lily's your best bet" He says nonchalantly. They both look at me and I sigh, placing my books into my bag and throwing it over my shoulder.
"I'll do my best" I utter, before leaving and trying to find Harry.
It's not hard. I find him outside the castle, leant over the wall facing the vast land surrounding Hogwarts.
"Hey" I say gently, arriving next to him and mirroring his position. "I often forget how gorgeous it is out here."
"Yeah me too. There's normally too much shit going on to appreciate it" he responds with a mix of sadness and bitterness showing through.
A silence settles amongst us, but I can tell that there's far from silence in Harry's head right now.
"It might seem like you're alone Harry, but you're not. None of us will know that it's like to be in your shoes, but we want to help. We need to help. You won't be able to do this alone."
He looks down and then his eyes meet mine. They're filled with sorrow.
"What was happening a few weeks back when everyone was at the head quarters? You know, for the Order Of The Phoenix?" He asks.
Just before we went back to Hogwarts, my father took me to a safe house where I met with Ron and Hermione. We didn't really know what was going on, and despite my pleas, my dad wouldn't tell me anything other than that it was just a meeting.
"I honestly don't know Harry, but my dad is convinced something bad is going to happen again, Serius too." I try my best to be gentle but truthful with my words.
"I keep dreaming about him. These horrible dreams where I don't know how to wake up. I can see everything that he's doing, and it feels so real." he tells me. I reach out and place my hand on top of his. They're so cold.
"Who Harry?" I ask, not sure of what he's talking about.
"Voldemort."
My heart drops. I had a feeling for a long while that something was bothering him, but I only thought as far as him suffering with grief. Not horrific nightmares.
"Everyone thinks i'm crazy." His voice cracks as he finally looks me in the eyes.
"Not everyone." I smile. "You'd be surprised how many people believe you."
We stay in silence for a little while longer, until I find the urge to ask him again. "Please think about it Harry. You teaching us defensive spells could be the only thing that saves us. Clearly the Ministry won't be any good at it." I roll my eyes. He laughs slightly, but I can tell he's in deep thought.
"I'm so glad your parents gave you my mothers name. I swear you're the only one who can talk sense into me sometimes." He pulls me into an embrace and holds me tight. It's times like these where I feel as though we were meant to be here for each other. "Come on, it's past curfew and it's cold. I'll walk you back to your house."
It's past half ten when I make it back to the Slytherin common room. I try and sneak through the door as quietly as possible, not wanting to get into anymore trouble than I already have this week.
"It's a little late to be arriving back isn't it Kingsley?"
It seems to be becoming a regular occurrence that Malfoy appears from the shadows and makes me jump out of my skin. He's leaning against the back of the sofa next to the entrance to the common room. It was almost as if he was waiting for me.
"Stop doing that!" I whisper-yell, trying to not wake up the whole of our house.
"Doing what?" He asks with a small smirk playing on his lips.
"Appearing out of nowhere!" I don't move from the door way. I stand and watch him instead, trying to read him.
"Do I scare you Kingsley?"
I'm taken back by this. His words aren't forceful, but ghostly and scaremongering.
"Don't be so stupid. You're pathetic Draco, you couldn't scare me even if you tried" I quip back, trying to stay collected. All I seem to be doing lately is trying to keep cool around him, and I don't like it.
The slight smile that was on his face only seconds ago had now dissolved into his usual foul features. He stands upright now, walking over to me.
"Where were you?" He asks, slowly getting closer and closer.
"It's none of your business" I fire back, becoming increasingly angrier at how intrusive and demanding he is being.
"It is Lily. Now tell me where you were" He growls, only inches away from my face. His closeness isn't what freaks me out though, it's the fact that he called me Lily. He's never done that before.
"What makes you think I'd tell you?" I say, still with anger in my voice. The boy I loathe is a hairs length away from me, yet I don't move away. His head turns slightly, leaning towards the side of my face. My breathing remains calm, but my heartbeat certainly does not.
"I'm a Prefect now darling, so I have the power to make your life hell." He says lowly into my ear. His lips are so close to me that I can feel his breath against my skin, creating goosebumps along it.
"And who gave you that authority" I swallow. I mustn't show weakness.
"Umbridge."
I scoff and shove him away. This is ridiculous.
"Of course it was. You're just as much as a power trip as she is" I tell him, starting to head towards my dorm. He seems put off by my response, as if he did this regularly and this wasn't the reaction he usually gets.
"Don't walk away from me" he says with more force in his voice than before.
"Watch me."
Draco stands still, watching me walk away with anger seething through him, yet what I don't know is that he is thriving off of it. He's had his bite and now he wants more.
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PAIRING: Draco Malfoy x Reader (non specified house)
WORD COUNT: 1.2k
SUMMARY: draco wakes y/n up for cereal at four in the morning. y/n pushes the real reason out of him.
WARNINGS: none?? draco’s soft and a bit sad tho
A/N: did i mention i love soft!draco ??
“Y/N.”
The voice is familiar and warm, matching the way you feel. Everything feels so comfortable. The pillow is cool and fluffy beneath your head, as if it had been freshly fluffed, and you’re the perfect temperature, the duvet wrapped around your body like a cocoon.
You’re still sleepy, in fact, you’re not sure you’re even awake. Your eyes remain shut and you shuffle on the mattress, sighing contently when you land on an even comfier part of the pillow. You’re in bed heaven. You never want to leave.
“Y/N?”
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A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)
At first, Draco hated the way you stood up to him since he liked to feel in control of everything and everybody, but it quickly became one of his favourite things about you.
B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)
Draco didn’t grow up in the most loving or accepting of households so he’s worried he won’t be a good father. However, he knows that one day he wants to learn how to be one with you.
C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)
Draco loves to hold you close to his chest. He loves to wrap his arms around your frame and tug you as close as possible, your face nuzzling into his neck where you can smell his cologne and he can stroke his fingers through your hair or trace patterns down your back, sure that you aren’t going anywhere anytime soon.
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Lily Kingsley is taking on her fifth year at Hogwarts. With the alleged return of The Dark Lord, she is trying her best to fulfil her father and late mother's wishes by helping with the mission to defeat him. This becomes increasingly harder when she can't escape the burning desire to fall for her enemy, Draco Malfoy.
As their relationship grows, they learn about their families histories and uncover the nasty truth behind their fathers past.
a slow burn fanfic about draco lucious malfoy
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CHAPTER TWO
LILY KINGSLEY
"Are you going to come and do the next charms essay with us?" Hermione asks me as we leave our last lesson.
"She wishes. She's got detention with Malfoy" Ron smirks. Harry's standing next to him trying to suppress a giggle, but fails. I groan and throw my head back.
Hermione is quick to shut him up, smacking him with her potions book. "Ronald be quiet, or I'll find a way for you to join them."
Both boys raise their eyebrows and quickly stop their sniggering.
"I'll join you guys later. Wish me luck." They all shoot me sympathetic looks before I turn and head to Flitwick's room.
As I walk, I can't help but rewatch the events that played out earlier in my head.
"Oi, Potter! Who did you have to suck off in the Ministry to let you walk free then?"
Harry, Hermione and I are walking towards the great hall for breakfast when we hear the one voice it's too early to deal with.
"Fuck off Malfoy." Harry responds, still walking trying to not acknowledge his presence.
"I expect there's a cell in Azkaban with your name on it."
I can normally take it when Malfoy has something to say about me, but I can't stand when he has something bad to say about my friends. I turn on my heel and stomp up to the boy and he stops in his tracks.
"Will you fucking stop talking for once? Literally no one wants to hear what you have to say."
I try to stand tall against him, but he always seems to have grown every time we have an altercation.
He sucks in a breath and his mates laugh and do the same. I give them a glare and even though they'd never admit it, they had a look of fear in their eyes. As they should.
"I don't recall anyone asking for your opinion Kingsley." Malfoy folds his arms and tilts his head to the side. He's trying to mock me.
"Well have it. Maybe fucking learn from it too." I spit back, his eyes lighting up at the response he's getting.
"Bite me Kingsley" he smirks, leaning forward trying to intimidate me. Just you fucking wait.
"Come on Lily, don't waste your breath on him" Harry mumbles, taking my hand ready to pull me away.
"Go on off you go, back to the house we'd all rather you be in."
That's when I snap. I lurch forward ready to grab Malfoy by the collar, but Harry grabs me and holds me back before I can. I'm struggling in Harry's grip when the blonde stumbles back in shock, bumping into Professor McGonagall as she is walking past.
"You two, my office. Now."
I lean back against the cold brick wall that's just outside of Flitwicks room. I'm tired, hungry, and sick of wearing uniform and detention with Malfoy is not going to help.
"Kingsley. We meet again."
I slowly open my eyes and see the smirking blonde i've been dreading since first period.
"Don't talk to me Malfoy." I stand up slightly taller, not wanting him to see that I'm tired. If he knows i'm tired, he'll think i'm weak. If he thinks i'm weak, he'll taunt me more.
He chuckles slightly as Flitwick opens his door. The professor has boxes in his arms filled with books.
"Come in you two. I need to go and run these back to the library, so I'm hoping I can trust you both to carry on from where you left off reading this morning?"
We both nod and head into the classroom. I take a seat in the far left corner trying to keep my distance from Malfoy. He follows me and sits on the table next to mine, obviously. If he can find a way to piss me off he will.
"There's at least 30 chairs in this classroom. Why would you chose the one closest to mine?" I snarl, pulling out my book.
"I thought we weren't talking."
His quick response angers me. Purely because he didn't answer me, it was quick thinking and now I can't think of a response.
I scoff and try to ignore the fact that he just took a small win by having the last word. At least this might mean he stays quiet for the hour that's ahead of us.
"You're pretty feisty by the way Kingsley. I actually thought you were going to lamp me one earlier."
Oh here we go.
I don't look at him, but I can feel his stare burning into me. It feels really weird it just being him and not having the rest of his crew lingering behind. He's alone and still an asshole. There's no hope for some people.
"Yeah? Well I would have if Harry didn't hold me back."
"Sure." I hear the creak of his chair, indicating that he's leaning back in it. I don't move my head but I move my eyes to see that his feet are resting up on the table.
"Don't fool yourself Malfoy, you nearly shit yourself when you thought I was going to."
"Nah, I actually thought it was kinda hot."
My head snaps up and I look at him for the first time since we entered the room. His hair is resting against his eyebrows, floppy and messy. He looks so at ease. Cocky. Me on the other hand am getting increasingly hot and red. A mess.
"I beg your pardon?"
"What Kingsley? Can't take a compliment?" He pushes the gum he's chewing on against his cheek and bites his tongue, adding to the cheeky demeanour that I hate so much.
"Not from you, no."
"Why not?"
"You're horrible Draco. Nice things don't come out of your mouth."
He smiles when I say that. More sincere than before. "What?" I snap. I'm trying to stay cool but it's not working. I'm not sure if my heartbeat is quickening or has stopped completely, but either way I don't like it.
"I've never heard you call me Draco before." He says with a slight softness unlike before.
My head spins slightly. I run a hand through my hair whilst trying to ignore the flutter that I just felt in my stomach.
"Well it's your name isn't it?"
He doesn't respond this time, he just looks at me before pulling out his book and turning to the right page. I look back down at the parchment in front of me, but I'm reading the same line over and over again whilst my head keeps replaying what just happened. The silence in the room is quite frankly making me feel sick.
I don't dare look up for the rest of the detention. Flitwick arrived back into the room a few moments after the painful silence fell between Draco and I, meaning he couldn't say anything else to make me sweat profusely or blunder up my words.
By the time it turns 6pm, we're both dismissed. I take as long as I can to put my book in my bag, leaving enough time for Draco to leave the room before me. Once I hear his footsteps fade into the corridor I head to to door too. The whole hour that I was supposed to be reading, not one word actually processed in my head. All I could hear was Draco calling me hot. To say it was disturbing is an understatement.
"That was fun."
I let out a yelp as a tall figure emerges from next to the classroom door. It's Malfoy.
"Merlin! Don't do that Malfoy." I seethe, trying to catch my cool again whilst tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. I hear him chuckle which infuriates me even more, but I ignore him and carry on walking trying to follow McGonagall's advice.
"Oh come one Kingsley! Was I not good company?" He asks, following me down the corridor.
"No you were not. Now leave me alone." I spit.
"Wait Kingsley, hang on" Malfoy's hand lightly grabs ahold of my shoulder making me stop in my tracks. His eyes are looking directly into mine. They're holding less cheek than before; now they're softer- warmer, even.
Before he gets chance to continue, Goyle and Blaise call for the blonde haired boy from down the corridor. The look that was in his eyes only moments ago disappears and now hold pure ice and darkness.
"It wasn't hot, it was psycho behaviour. Don't try and threaten me again" he growls lowly, but loud enough for the two boys to hear as they approach.
"How was detention with with Slytherdor?" Goyle asks, mock dripping from his words.
"Horrendous. I can't even bare the thought of spending anymore time with her." Draco mumbles whilst turning away from me. The persona he was acting out right now was not what I had just witnessed in detention, and i'm not sure which confused me more; the way he was acting in Flitwicks classroom, or how quickly he was able to switch to the Malfoy we all know and definitely don't love.
In any other situation I'd be able to fire a witty remark back, but in the current moment i'm in too much shock and confusion of what just happened to even think about fabricating a response. Instead i'm left standing there speechless watching the three boys pace away, with Draco's peculiar gesture burning into my skin.
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CHAPTER ONE
LILY KINGSLEY
Sitting in McGonagall's office is not how I wanted to start my first day of term. I hadn't eaten yet, I was late for class and not to mention it's only half past eight.
"You two need to get past this and stop acting like children."
I hear a scoff from next to me and my eyes roll. What a twat.
I don't look to my left, but if I were to I know exactly what i'd see. A platinum blonde haired boy sulking with his arms crossed and a scowl laced across his face.
"Mr Malfoy, that includes your taunting." I watch as McGonagall gives me the side eye. She likes me, thank god. I'd be in so much more shit if she didn't.
"Professor! She-"
"I don't want to hear it." She cuts him off and folds her arms. "Squabbling in the hallway is not acceptable, especially from two students in the same house!"
"Barely, she's always hanging around with those Gryfindorks." As the mumbled words fall from his lips, my head snaps to face him for the first time since we entered the room.
"Just fuck off will you? Have you ever considered the reason I don't stick around with anyone in this house is because you're all arseholes?"
"Clearly you're in the right house then." he smirks slightly, knowing for a fact that he's winding me up.
"Miss Kingsley! Never use those foul words in front of me again. Do you understand?"
I slowly turn back to McGonagall and lower my head. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't ashamed of letting my temper take over in front of someone I respect so dearly. "Sorry."
"Mr Malfoy, get to lesson. Miss Kingsley, stay here whilst I decide on your punishment."
I grumble and stoop lower in my chair. Malfoy stands and pulls his bag over his shoulder with pride. I look up at him through my lashes and his eyes meet mine. His fucking smirk. I hate it.
"See you at class, Kingsley."
He leaves the room and McGonagall leans against her desk.
"Lily, you have to start controlling your temper. You are such level headed young lady, yet the moment Mr Malfoy is involved, you fly off the handle."
I don't look at her. I can't, I'm too ashamed. This isn't the first time I've been in this same position having this same conversation.
"I hate him Miss. I try and stay away from him but he's always there."
"Go to class. You'll have detention with Flitwick tonight. That way you can catch up on what you've missed whilst you've been in here." She turns her head to the door and signals for me to leave.
I stand up slowly and resist the urge to tuck my hair behind my ears. I don't want her to see the look of shame on my face, but she most definitely already knows.
Just before my hand grabs the door, I hear the words that have always been unspoken by McGonagall.
"We both know that Gryfindor is the house you should belong to, but you were sorted into Slytherin, and that can't be changed. You have strong traits of both. Good and bad. But they will both work in your favour, I'm sure of it. Just don't be led astray by silly boys and irrelevant opinions.
“I hate to punish you Lily. Please don't make me do it again."
I nod with a small smile, and then continue to leave.
At times, I'm a Slytherin that's for sure. I'll bite back if you try me, I can't keep my opinions to myself and I certainly can't hold my temper. But i'd like to think that i'm still kind. I care about what people think and want to help anyone that needs it. My friends are important to me, and it will always be that way. So why am I in a house that is associated with mean, cold hearted idiots? It's a question I'm not sure I want to know the answer to.
I don't realise that my jaw is clenched until I reach the door to Charms and take a deep breath. I close my eyes and remember that what just happened isn't important. It's just Malfoy being a dick as usual.
As the large door creaks open, the whole class looks over at me. Of course I choose to join when the whole room is in silence.
"Ah Miss Kingsley. Nice of you to show."
I direct my eyes over to the professor sat behind his desk marking papers. "Essay on my desk and take a seat. We're reading through page 856. In Silence."
Flitwick isn't all that bad of a teacher. He can take a joke and have a laugh, but when he's in a shit mood, we all know about it. And the mood he is in today is definitely shit.
I reach into my bag and dig around for the essay that was set a week ago. Thank god I sat and did it with Neville on the train ride over to Hogwarts, otherwise I would be well and truly fucked. I place it on the pile in front of him and head to the back of the class where Harry and Hermione are sat.
"What happened?" Hermione whispers, looking at me intently.
"Nothing, but I swore at Malfoy so I've got detention with Flitwick tonight." I grumble, slipping in the seat next to Harry.
"What did he say?" Harry asked. He leant forwards towards me, but that must have meant he was blocking Hermione's view as she smacks him back slightly with a tut.
"The usual; I don't belong in Slytherin but then he proceeds to think i'm a bitch so maybe I do." I huff as I flick through the pages of my charms book trying to find what we were supposed to be reading.
"I'm sorry Lils. He sucks. But thanks for standing up for us in the corridor. It means a lot." Harry sympathetically smiles.
"It does, but Lily, you shouldn't be getting yourself into trouble for us. Malfoy loves to get a reaction and you give it to him. I know it's hard not to, but don't fuel his fire."
Hermione is mostly always right, and she's right now, too.
"I know, I'm sorry." I mumble, looking down at my text book. I'm a page away from the right one when Hermione grabs my hand.
"But thank you Lils. It really does mean a lot."
We're interrupted when Flitwick breaks through what is meant to be silence.
"Mr. Malfoy, where is your essay?" He asks, peering over his glasses at the Blonde sitting with his posse at the front.
I don't hear his response, but it's definitely not good.
"Very well then. Join me in my detention after classes tonight."
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