Draco Malfoy Imagines

Bad Reputation

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Sitting with Draco in the courtyard, you study your Defense Against the Dark Arts book in preparation for the next test.

"You're going to get an Outstanding no matter what, y/n.  You're one of the top students.  You have nothing to worry about," Draco sighs, snatching your book out of your hand.

"A few more minutes please, Draco!" you gasp, reaching for your book across his chest.

"No, y/n.  After I get back from Quidditch practice you can have it back!" he tuts, shaking his head.  "Speaking of that, I gotta go.  See you later love."

He gets up and pecks our lips lightly, turning away and heading down to the pitch. You pull out a spool of emerald green string from your robe pocket and work on making it into a woven bracelet.  You sit there for a few minutes until you start to hear everyone whispering again.  For some reason, you have always been a big topic for gossip.  Everyone knew you were a Slytherin pureblood and your parents were suspected Death Eaters and pureblood supremacists.  All of the other students at Hogwarts automatically assumed you were like them and being in Draco Malfoy's crowd didn't help.  You listen as a group of Hufflepuffs along with the Golden Trio gather at another bench across the courtyard.

"I'm getting worried," Hannah Abbot admits to all her friends.  "With You-Know-Who back, I don't know what to do!  There are definitely Slytherins who would hands down join the Death Eaters this minute!  They're our classmates!  The world is getting more and more dangerous by the minute!  I can feel it!"

"Yeah, I'm getting worried as well, Hannah.  And you have a perfectly good reason to be. With people like y/l/n and Malfoy around, who knows what'll happen next.  Maybe they'll overthrow Hogwarts!" Ernie McMillin remarks.

"No way!" Hermione Granger says.  "Dumbledore is here.  As long as he's here, we're safe from anything.  Dumbledore is the only person Voldemort's ever feared."

Every Hufflepuff and Ron Weasley flinch.

"Don't use that name, Hermione!" Ron snaps.  "I bet y/n'd kill anyone if she got the opportunity.  She's Malfoy's girlfriend.  Her folks are nasty people, too, my father says.  He raided their mansion over the summer.  He didn't find anything, but he said it was a dodgy place like the Malfoy's."

"Oh, look!  There she is now!" Zacharias Smith shouts, pointing over to you.  "Oi, y/l/n!  Gonna show us your Dark Mark?"

You divert your eyes and try to concentrate on your bracelet.  You're almost done, all that's left is tying the end so everything won't come undone.  Sensing your anger, Zacharias decided to taunt you more. 

"You gonna go bad on us y/n?!" he laughs, coming closer.  "Join your parents on the dark side?  Uphold the family traditions?"

Your grip on your delicate bracelet tightens, almost breaking the string.

"Is the Slytherin Princess mad at me?  What are you gonna do? Kill me?"  he taunts.  You shoot up from your bench and walk straight up to Zacharias Smith and the gang of Hufflepuffs plus the three Gryffindors.

"WHAT THE HECK IS YOUR PROBLEM?" you say, infuriated.  "I have never done anything to hurt you or your friends!  What do you have against me?"

"Your existence makes me uncomfortable, y/n," Ernie smirks, making your heart sink.

"You hand out with Malfoy of all people!  Your family is evil!  You're evil!" she shouts.

"If you say that again, I might have to-" 

"What?  Torture us like your family does to muggle borns like Hermione?!" 

"No.  I was going to say put a silencing spell on you, but that's it!" you shout, feeling your ears go red.  "I'm done with you making me look like some sort of evil of this world, but if you want me to be evil so bad, you got it!  You've been calling me the Slytherin Princess ever since I started to date Draco so if you want a Slytherin Princess... I'M. RIGHT. HERE!"

With that, you whip out your wand.

"Stupefy!" you shout, sending Zacharias Smith toppling back into the grown of Hufflepuffs.

"Oh, my God!  She's a Death Eater!  Everyone run!" Susan Bones cries, helping her injured friend up and quickly leading his away with the rest of her Hufflepuff friends.

"Y/n!  No!" Hermione shouts.  "This isn't you!  I've been in your classes for years!  You aren't mean like this!  You aren't like Pansy and the others!"

"Shut up, you filthy little Mudblood!" you spit.  "Get away from me!" 

You step away from the trio who are standing in shock in your wake.  You march down towards the Quidditch pitch and storm onto the field once you get there.  You watch as Draco lands softly on the ground and you rush over to him.

"Hey, babe can you wait until practice is o-" he starts to say, but you shut him up by raking your fingers through his hair roughly and smashing your lips into his.  At first, he's shocked but then relaxes into the kiss, leaning against you slightly.  He reluctantly parts his lips from yours and turns his head toward the team captain, exposing his neck to you, which you willingly attack with your lips, leaving bright red parks with your lips.  "Hey!  Can I have the rest of practice off?  Y/n needs me...!"

The captain nods and Draco leads you into the locker rooms.

"What's this surprise about y/n?" he asks, sitting down on a bench.

"Shut up, you," you sigh, lunging forward and pinning him against the bench.  You get on top of him and start to undo his Quidditch uniform.  You lean forward and attack his lips again.  Draco doesn't hesitate.  He grabs you by the waist and sandwiches your body onto his, leaving no room between you.  He starts to attack your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses and plenty of hickeys on your neck.   You sigh in pleasure and close your eyes, savouring the moment with your boyfriend.

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"What brought that on, love?" Draco asks, smiling devilishly as he changes into his normal school robes.

"I've had enough playing the good girl, Draco," you explain, swaying your hips as you walk over to your shirtless boyfriend.  "I called Hermione a mudblood and stunned Smith in the courtyard after you left.  You shoulda seen it, love.  It was a sight to behold!"

"What brought this new attitude on, huh, y/n?" Draco smirks. 

"Everyone talks about how I'm such a bad girl so I thought I'd give it to them... but most importantly, give it to you, Draco," you say, you eyes glimmering.  Draco snickers and pulls you into his embrace, your lips locking together.  Outside the locker rooms, the Slytherin Quidditch team stands.

"Come on, guys.  Up in the air.  I expect y/n and Draco will be there for a while.  We better use the next hour wisely so we beat Ravenclaw in the next match," the captain says, mounting his broom, trying not to disturb you and Draco.

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A/N:  This chapter was 1669 words long!  Thanks for reading!  Thanks again and requests are open!

- Soiea