"Whatever you do. Don't fall like Draco in second year." I spoke.
"Will you ever stop bringing that up?" Draco asked.
"No. In fact when you have children, I'll let them know of this humiliating incident. Maybe at your funeral." I spoke.
"Shut up Y/n." Draco spoke.
"You'll do great! I'll be in the stands cheering you on." I spoke while hugging Blaise.
"Thank you love but I have to go I'll see you after the game." Blaise spoke. I nodded and let go.
"Aw. All the good spots are taken." Goyle noted.
I rolled my eyes and made my way over to the best seats.
"MOVE IT!" I yelled at them and they got up right away.
"These are available." I spoke smiling.
"Her Father can't buy her the best seats so she orders people to move like if she's a princess or something. Pathetic that they actually listen to her. She's just a stupid girl honestly, just punch her or something. Someone needs to put her in her place." A Slytherin boy behind me spoke.
He was speaking rather loudly so I'm assuming he wanted me to hear. Draco turned around and started yelling at them
"Leave my sister alone, besides she's pure, your all dirty stupid mud-bloods. Also, you don't buy these seats. Stupid. You think your so much more better than my sister? She'll put you in a grave!" Draco snapped.
"Aw. The little princess thinks she's too royal to talk to her peasants." They spoke.
"Yes you are peasants because last time I checked your family was struggling to buy your things this year. At least my family has money. Besides I would put you in a grave. Your just a stupid mud-blood. You always forget that I'm the superior. Seems like someone needs to put you in your place! I could ruin your entire family's name. Oh wait, they don't have a name because you're pathetic and irrelevant so you're trying to gain relevancy by using my name." I snapped.
"Using your wand. But without your wand you can't fight." The Slytherin boy spoke.
"Wanna test it out?" I asked.
"Yes." He spoke. "Daddy's girl." He finished. He looked at his friend and started laughing. I got up turned around and punched him right in the face and kicked him in a... very painful area.
"You little-" He began.
"Don't finish the sentence you git. Also your bleeding nose I think proves my point. You're in Slytherin but Salazar would be so ashamed that someone dirty like you got placed in his house." I spoke.
"Oh yeah, because he would love you so much." He spoke.
"Yes. Yes he would because I'm PURE!" I snapped. I punched him again.
"Now LEAVE!" I snapped.
"Or what?" He snapped.
I smirked and looked to the side.
"May I?" I asked while taking Pansy's ice cold drink.
"I was kind of-" Pansy began.
I poured the drink all over his head and put the ice in his pants.
"You little twat!" He spoke while running away.
"Bye!" I spoke smiling innocently.
"Thank you Pansy." I spoke.
"Your welcome." She spoke.
Pansy and I made up a little while ago. We talk more than we used to and she doesn't pressure me to talk about subjects I don't want to talk about. Not anymore at least.
"Miss Malfoy. Headmaster's office now. You'll wait in his office until the games over-" Snape spoke.
"Can't I just wait here? My boyfriends about to play. I can't miss it." I spoke.
"Headmaster's office." Snape spoke and stared at me.
"He never said when." I muttered.
"NOW!" Snape snapped.
"Okay. But it was the boy's fault!" I protested.
"He'll be in trouble too-" Snape began.
"TOO?! I'm getting in trouble? This is ridiculous." I spoke while walking down the steps.
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"Miss Malfoy... why is it when theirs a conflict in Slytherin you are always involved?" Dumbledore asked.
"Honestly sir, it was hardly my fault." I spoke.
"YOU SHOVED ICE DOWN MY PANTS! AND LOOK AT MY HAIR!" The boy yelled.
"I'm right next to you. Don't yell. Secondly, I did that for a good reason." I spoke.
"And you punched my face." He spoke.
"You asked for it." I responded.
"Learn to control your temper!" He spoke.
"Learn not to talk about other's family problems." I spoke.
"What exactly happened? All I saw where two Slytherins bickering." Dumbledore spoke.
"Well what happened-" We both started explaining in unison.
"One at a time." Dumbledore spoke.
"So what happened-" I began.
"Hey! Why does she get to go first?" The boy spoke.
"Because you started it and insulted me! You're going to twist the story." I spoke
"Your a Malfoy. You always change the story." The boy spoke.
"So not true!" I spoke.
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"Miss Malfoy, a weeks detention." Dumbledore spoke.
"This is ridiculous." I spoke.
"Miss Malfoy-" Dumbledore began.
"FINE!" I spoke while getting out and slamming his door.
"Hi Mal-" A Slytherin began.
"Shut up." I snapped.
"Okay." She muttered. I walked up to the boy.
"If I see you out of Hogwarts you are so screwed!" I snapped and walked away. I walked into the common room and saw my friend group.
I sat down next to Blaise and put my head on his shoulder.
"Do we ask-" Goyle started.
"Shut up." I spoke staring at the fire
"Did you see Slytherin win?" Blaise spoke.
"No. I'm sorry." I muttered.
"Where were you?" Blaise asked.
"Headmaster's office." I spoke.
"Why?" Blaise asked.
"Y/n punched a guy twice, poured a drink on him, shoved ice in his pants and yelled at him, threatened him-" Draco began.
"You make me sound mean." I muttered.
"It was funny." Pansy spoke. I smiled.
"I'm only saying what happened." Draco spoke.
"Yeah well you say it like that I sound mean. You have to give the whole story. He asked for all of that." I muttered.
"Y/n-" Draco began.
"Shut up. I'm tired." I spoke.
"I'm tired." Blaise spoke.
"Yeah so everyone shut up." I spoke and closed my eyes.
"From what Y/n?" Draco spoke.
"SHUT UP!" I spoke.
"If you want peace and quiet then go to your dorm." Draco spoke. I groaned and got up.
"Bye." I spoke. "Anyone wakes me up you're dead." I spoke and left the common room.
Luckily, holidays are near!
A/N: This chapter is a bit short but I hope you all enjoyed it at least.
okay so some people asked for smut now I don't know if you guys were serious or not but I've never written smut before so I feel like it would be cringey but if you guys really want smut I'll try writing some.
Key word: try