Rulers Of Slytherin 》Draco Malfoy x Reader 》Year 2

Signed Photos - Chapter 3

     The next morning at breakfast was rather interesting. You ate breakfast as usual and when the post came, about a hundred owls came swooping into the great hall. Your family owl flew down to you and perched itself on your arm before dropping a little parcel infront of you. You picked it up and untied the bow, took the lid of the box off to reveal a small package of jelly slugs. You smiled and stuffed the bag into one of the pockets in your cloak and stroked your family owl on the head before he flew off. As you looked up over to the Gryffindor table, you saw Weasley's family owl crash into a bowl of cereal. Showering Potter, Granger and Weasley in milk. You laughed, along with Draco and your other friends in Slytherin.

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     I laughed even more when I saw what Weasley had been given from his stupid family owl. He got a howler from his mother.
     'This is going to be so funny.' I said to Draco as I watched Ron looking, terrified, at the red envelope.
     'I'm never going to let him forget this.' Replied Draco, smirking as Ron slowly opened the letter. Soon after he had opened it, there was a loud bang. A bang so loud, dust fell from the high, bewitched ceiling.
     'I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU GOT YOURSELF TO HOGWARTS BY STEALING THE CAR, I WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN SURPRISED IF THEY'D EXPELLED YOU, YOU WAIT TILL I GET HOLD OF YOU, I DON'T SUPPOSE YOU STOPPED TO THINK WHAT YOUR FATHER AND I WENT THROUGH WHEN WE SAW IT HAD GONE.' My plate and cutlery were shaking violently on the table from Weasley's deranged mother's yelling.
     'WE RECEIVED A LETTER FROM DUMBLEDORE LAST NIGHT, I THOUGHT YOUR FATHER WOULD DIE OF SHAME, WE DIDN'T BRING YOU UP TO BEHAVE LIKE THIS, YOU AND HARRY COULD BOTH HAVE DIED.' I couldn't help but smile as I saw Weasley sink lower and lower in his seat. He sank so low, only the top of his head could be seen.
     'I AM ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED, YOUR FATHER'S FACING AN INQUIRY AT WORK, IT'S ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT AND IF YOU PUT ANOTHER TOE OUT OF LINE WE'LL BEING YOU STRAIGHT BACK HOME.'
     Once the screaming had stopped, the howler had burst into flames, a few people around the hall laughed (including most of the Slytherins) before everything went back to normal. A few moments later, Professor Snape walked down the Slytherin table, handing out timetables to everyone. I found out that I had double history of magic with Ravenclaw first. This was going to be a fun morning ...

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     Professor Binns was always incredibly boring, he was by far my least favourite teacher. He always managed to make everything boring, with his monotone voice, the way he would drone on about everything and just the subject in general was boring. Today's lesson was all about Medieval Assembly of European Wizards. Which I learned nothing about since I slept throughout the whole double lesson. I was awoken by Draco when the lesson ended and we headed to Professor McGonagall's classroom for Transfiguration.
     I sat next to Draco, as I did in every lesson, and I was a bit disgusted when I found out we were going to be turning a beetle into a button. The beetle kept running around my desk and I didn't want to touch it, it was rather disgusting. It seemed Draco felt the same way as he had the same expression I had. I struggled at first, but by the end of the lesson I had managed to turn three beetles into buttons. I saw Draco was struggling so I gave him some tips and he managed to leave the lesson with a few buttons too.
     I walked out of Classroom 1B with Draco, Crabbe and Goyle after the lunch bell went. I was extremely hungry and couldn't wait to eat. The four of us walked to the great hall and sat down at the Slytherin table. I checked my timetable as the six of us ate lunch (Pansy and Daphne joined us soon after we sat down), after Lunch I had defence against the dark arts. With Professor Lockhart.
     'Oh god, defence against the dark arts with Lockhart next. And it's with Gryffindor ... I'm going to hate this year.' I said whilst filling my plate with food.

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     After we finished eating, Draco, Crabbe, Goyle and I went outside to the overcast courtyard for some fresh air.
     'So, Draco, when are the try outs for the quidditch team?' I asked as we walked outside, finding a place to stand in the courtyard.
     'About a week, I'm absolutely convinced I'll make the team. I don't see why I need to try out when they should know I'm good enough already.' Replied Draco with a smirk on his face. Draco suddenly stopped and I hadn't realised until I walked straight into the back of him. Knocking my head on his back.
     'Ow, Draco -'
     'Shh, (Y/N). I want to listen in on this conversation, looks like Potter's got a fan.' Said Draco, completely interrupting me. I stepped to the side to see what was happening, a first year who was sorted into Gryffindor during the sorting last night was stood infront of Potter. He was holding what looked like an ordinary muggle camera, which meant he was probably a muggle born. I managed to hear some of the conversation between the two of them.
     'My dad's a milkman, he couldn't believe it either. So I'm taking loads of pictures to send home to him. And it'd be really good if I had one of you, maybe your friend could take it and I could stand next to you? And then, could you sign it?' This is when Draco stepped forward, his usual devilish grin on his face.
     'Signed photos? You're giving out signed photos, Potter?' Said Draco, rather loudly. I decided to join in as I found it quite funny.
     'Everyone line up here for a signed photo off Potter! He's giving them out for free!' I shouted to the gathering crowd of people.
     'No, I'm not. Be quiet, Avery.' Said Potter quite angrily. I could tell I was annoying him by the tone of his voice and his clenching fists.
     'You're both just jealous.' Said the little first year, I think his name is Colin but then again, I didn't really care.
     'Jealous? Of what? I don't want a foul scar right across my head, thanks. I don't think getting your head cut open makes you that special, myself.' Said Draco. I couldn't help but let out a little laugh, finding this whole situation rather funny.
     'Eat slugs, Malfoy.' Said Ron angrily, causing me to stop laughing and for Crabbe to rub his knuckles as to say he could easily fight him.
     'Be careful, Weasley. You don't want to start any trouble or your mummy'll have to come and take you away from school.' Sneered Draco before he put on a very shrill, piercing voice. 'If you put another toe out of line-'
     I laughed at this, along with some fifth year Slytherins who had been listening to the whole conversation.
     'Potter, I'm sure Weasley would like a signed photo. It'd be worth more than his whole house and everything in it combined. However, that wouldn't be too hard.' I said, smirking at Weasley as I watched him get out his wand. I didn't think he would do anything, only a fool would do something like that after getting a howler from their mother. Although, Ron Weasley definetely was a fool.
     'Look out!' Whispered Hermione as she spotted Lockhart walking towards us.
     'What's all this, what's all this? Who's giving out signed photos?' Said Lockhart, stopping infront of the group of students. 'Shouldn't have asked! We meet again, Harry!' Lockhart flung an arm around Potter's shoulders and pulled him tightly to his side, practically pinning him down. With that, Draco and I walked back into the crowd to leave Potter humiliated.