Revolution (Royal Witch AU)
Draco Malfoy x royal!Reader
Warnings: slowburn, swearing, political themes, eventual smut (everyone is 18+ in this AU), violence, etc.
Summary: A mysterious new student arrives at Hogwarts in everyone’s last year. The Reader piques Draco Malfoy’s interest in a conflicting way.
Author’s Note: Hello, friends! This is honestly the first time I’ve ever written for the Harry Potter series, and it’s been forever since I’ve read all the books and even watches the movies, so I apologize if anything is severely inaccurate!! I decided to do an AU so it gives me more wiggle room for that! Please let me know what you think of this so far! I have a whole story planned out for this series, so I’m excited to try and see it through to the end!
Y/m/n = Your middle name (going to be used as your fake last name)
It had been another exceptionally boring day at Hogwarts. I know it’s my last year here, and I should be making the best of the experience, but I can’t seem to. I’ve lost a lot of my friends over the years, simply because we’ve all changed as people and no longer hold the same interests, but, in a weird way, I feel better on my own this year. My rival, Potter, and his silly friends have all stayed together since the first year. I often wonder how they managed it.
I saunter my way down to the great dining hall, not particularly excited for tonight’s meal. At Hogwarts, you can have just about any meal your heart desires. However, my appetite has been dissatisfied for quite some time. Instead of eating, many nights, I simply daydream of the great things I’ll do once I’m graduated from here. I dream about the wonderful friends I’ll make, the countless adventures I’d have. But, for now, I’ll just have to ride it out until the end of this magical school year.
I sit down at one of the Slytherin tables with some of the other seventh year students I’m acquainted with, and we hold some slight conversation together, but it’s mainly about how bored we all are with Hogwarts living. There’s nothing new and exciting anymore.
“Attention, students!” Suddenly Dumbledore’s voice booms throughout the elongated room. In seconds, every voice is silenced.
“I am delighted to announce that we have a new student invited into our school!” He announces, and shocked gasps follow. I turn towards the headmaster and my gaze is immediately focused on a young woman that appears to be in our age range. Dumbledore mutters incoherently to the young woman, who then nods her head seemingly in agreement.
“Her name is Y/n Y/m/n, and she says she is excited to spend her last year of schooling with the rest of you all!” He smiles jovially, but Y/n’s expression never changes. It’s rather cold, in all honesty. I can tell she’s analyzing her surroundings with such focus. It’s rather distracting…
“Next, we shall quickly have her sorted into one of our houses!” Dumbledore continues to discuss something with Y/n. It bothers me how he always does this, always having secret conversations with annoying people.
“Slytherin!” I suddenly hear the sorting hat’s voice echo throughout the room, snapping me out of my own thoughts. Noise surround me as my fellow house members cheer and clap with excitement.
“Excellent! Now, enjoy the rest of your night and remain dedicated to your studies! We are so close to a new age in young witches and wizards such as yourselves, and thus you must learn as much as possible to be prepared!” Dumbledore cryptically finishes the ceremony, and my attention is brought back to Y/n who is heading our way.
“Y/n! Come sit with us!” Pansy calls out to her.
“What are you doing?!” I snap at Pansy for some reason. My nerves immediately twist in my stomach.
“Trying to make a good first impression… Who knows how this chick might help us this year, right?” She answers snarkily, which annoys me to some extent. Y/n doesn’t speak a word, but walks down the line towards our area of the long Slytherin table. When she reaches us, she looks me dead in the eyes, looks me up and down, then sits down next to me. A chill runs down my spine as I’ve never met someone so silently intriguing.
“Um… Hi!” Pansy extends her hand out and introduces herself and some of our friends to Y/n. Then it goes around to me, and everyone stares expectantly. I swallow the nervous lump in my throat, and speak up.
“H-hi… I’m Draco. Draco Malfoy…” I give a slight smile, but Y/n expression still never changes. Heartless…
“It’s good to meet you all.” I can tell Y/n is being dishonest.
“What’s your problem?” I ask out loud.
“I… I beg your pardon?” My comment seems to shock Y/n out of a funk.
“Um… Nothing, sorry… Forget I said anything…” I look away and mentally facepalm. I can’t believe I just sassed the new girl like that. She just seems to rude, I couldn’t help it.
“I need to go unpack. I hope to see you all again sometime.” I hear Y/n get up and walk away.
“Great, Draco! Now you’ve scared her off!” Pansy glares at me, and I look down.
“I know, I’m sorry… I just… Choked I guess…” I admit.
“You think she’s cute, don’t you?” She audibly smirks.
“Well, duh… Anyone can see she’s rather attractive… It’s more of an attitude thing that got to me.” I speak honestly.
“Look, Draco… I know you’re used to most people being delighted to meet someone like you, but she seems kind of out of all the status atmosphere here at Hogwarts… Maybe just try to be yourself and you’ll warm up to her and she’ll warm up to you, too,” Pansy explains, and I suppose I agree. I just need to act normally and not let her get to my head.
“I’ll try,” I state and get up from the table.
“Where’re you going? You haven’t even eaten yet,” Pansy asks with concern in her voice.
“Just gonna try to go apologize to Y/n,” I answer but don’t wait to hear what Pansy has to say. I walk at a decent speed out of the dining hall and towards the Slytherin Dorms, but I notice Y/n walking past them. I stay behind enough to not be seen by her but follow.
“Where the hell are you going?” I ask more myself. We continue walking apart until I realize that she’s heading towards the library.
“Why would she go to the library this late? She hasn’t even gotten any assignments to research yet…
She heads in, and I wait a few minutes before following to avoid suspicion from her and any others that might be watching. I slip in just before the cutoff for curfew. I quickly scan the rows of bookshelves for her, but she’s no where to be found. I tell myself I should probably leave before causing any trouble, but I know she’s in the restricted section. Something compels me to go catch her in there…
