(y/n) - your name

(l/n) - last name

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"Draco, we're going to be late." (y/n) giggles as he nuzzles his nose down her neck, pressing petal soft kisses against her skin. "We have our first DADA class and I do not want to get detention a week into school. Especially by that pink flamingo." Draco snorts at the nickname for the professor, laughing against his girlfriend's shoulders before looking up at her as she sat on his lap.

"Pink flamingo? Really?"

"Have you seen her!? I think she only wears pink! Imagine if her whole house is pink." he watches with amusement in his grey eyes seeing his Puff go on about the professor she already didn't like, holding her hips and pulling her close while she rants. He loved listening to her voice, humming to whatever she was saying as his hands rub her thighs beneath her skirt and nipped against her jaw.

"You're so cute..." he whispers against her cheek and it makes her freeze, blushing from his words and he smirks at the reaction he earned from her. 

"Shut up..." she looks away in embarrassment and he just smiles, holding her jaw to turn her head and to press a soft kiss against her lips when the bell for class rings. "Shit!" Before Draco could do anything, (y/n) flies off his lap and grabs his hand to sink down through the castle floors. They zoom down the hallways and into the classroom, dropping into the furthest back seats when no one was looking and appearing into thin air. "Just made it..." the Hufflepuff sighs in relief, snapping her fingers so her books and her boyfriends appear by them on the floor.

The Slytherin watches with keen eyes as his Puff moves to get ready, taking her cloak off and tying up her hair before grabbing her books. He leans his head on his arm against the desk, his finger running over his lips as he watches his girl lean over for her bag on the floor. Her skirt rises up her soft plush thighs, and he groans softly from the view while shifting in his seat. 

"Draco." (y/n) warns lowly when she feels his hand rub her knee, inching up high beneath her skirt. "Don't." she glances at him but he just smirks at her making her narrow her eyes at him. "Not here." she hisses, looking around to make sure no one paid attention to them. 

Everyone else was busy mucking around and talking with their friends, doing their own thing and Draco took the chance to kiss his girlfriends neck. She looks at him in surprise, jumping when she feels his hand inch up higher to her heat and squeeze her thigh. Fuck she felt so warm, the platinum blonde-haired boy imagining what it would be like to have her thighs wrapped around his head instead of his hand. 

"No one is looking princess." the Slytherin whispers, taking in his Puffs soft gasp when he brushes his fingers against her clothed clit.

"Draco..." he revels in the way her thighs squeeze around his hand, her eyes fluttering as he works her. "Please... not here..." (y/n) holds back her moans, groaning in frustration when Draco pulls his hand back and he gives her a knowing smirk. He knew if she really wanted him to stop, she would use her powers on him. She sighs as she crosses her thighs, huffing in annoyance when she heard sudden silence before hearing a screeching voice. 

"Good morning children." everyone turns around to face Umbridge as she walked to the front of the room explaining about OWLs, levitating a bunch of textbooks to hand to each student.

"What is this childish shit?" (y/n) whispers as she opens the book to see a bunch of cartoon imagery instead of actual content.

"There's nothing in here about using defensive spells?" Hermione says when Umbridge calls on her.

"Using spells? Well, I can't imagine why you would need to use spells in my classroom." the professor laughs.

"We're not gonna use magic?" Ron questions

"You'll be learning about defensive spells in a secure, risk-free way."

"What use is that? If we're attacked, it won't be risk-free." Harry calls Umbridge's bluff and she narrows her eyes at him.

"Students will raise their hands when they speak in my class." she snaps. "It is the view of the Ministry... that a theoretical knowledge will be sufficient... to get you through your examinations... which, after all, is what school is all about."

"And how's theory supposed to prepare us for what's out there?" Harry calls back out again.

"There is nothing out there, dear. Who do you imagine wants to attack children like yourself?"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe Lord Voldemort." everyone whispers when Harry says this, Draco looking at (y/n) to see her clench her fists at the mention of the Dark Lord. He was worried for her, worried ever since she got back from the maze since he believed her. He may hate Potter but he believed them both when they say they fought against the Dark Lord. He lays a gentle hand on her arms and she eases against his touch, entwining his fingers with hers and shifting closer to her. The Slytherin glares at a certain Gryffindor that kept fighting with Umbridge, not noticing his Hufflepuff flinching painfully as she grasped her back.

Shit, I can't even get to Hagrid to ask for metal for my back.

How am I supposed to fill it up anyway?

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"I can't believe you got detention already man." (y/n) says as she leans against the wall near the DADA class with the golden trio, waiting for Draco who was talking with his friends inside the classroom.

"I know..." Harry sighs out, running his hands down his face.

"And with Umbitch." the boys burst out laughing while Hermione gawked at (y/n).

"(y/n)! How can you say that!?"

"It's true!"

"What do you guys have next?" Ron asks, everyone sharing their schedule which had no overlaps. "Damn, see you at lunch then. We need to talk about the ministry and this madness."

"Agreed. It's not right that we shouldn't be practising actual spells to defend ourselves." Harry says.

"After what you and (y/n) went through at the trials, we need to do something." Hermione says, (y/n) hissing lightly in pain as she grasps her back at the mention of the trials, the golden looking at their friend with concern.

"(y/n) what's wrong-"

"-you three pests better not be disturbing her." the trio look over at Malfoy and his friends, him snaking an arm around his Puff to pull her against him.

"They're not. You know they're my friends. We were just talking about Umbitch." she looks up at him with a grin.

"Holy shit! That's a good one!" Draco's crew laugh at the nickname, hi-fiving (y/n).

"As fun as this is, we got class." Draco says, pulling (y/n) with him as she quickly says goodbye to them and they wave goodbye.

"You don't have to pull me away ya know." the Hufflepuff says, looking up at her boyfriend who didn't let her go. "Or hold onto me..." she whispers, catching his attention when she looks around at the other students who stared at them.

"I'm fine."

"As long as you're ok Draco." he smiles down at her and she eases into his hold. "Hey, I have to skip today's classes-"

"-are you ok? What's wrong?" the platinum blonde-haired boy grew worried, pulling his Puff into an empty corridor.

"I'm perfectly fine." he gives her a look and she holds his arms to try and reassure him. "I am. I promise you I am Draco. I promise I would tell you." he sighs in defeat knowing he wouldn't get anything more from her, pecking her lips softly.

"If anything happens, tell me ok. You can come to me." (y/n)'s heart warms from Draco's words, kissing him once more before nodding.

"I will." she smiles at him before disappearing, the boy chuckling seeing the way she ripples away with her smile being the last to disappear. The Hufflepuff flies off to Hagrids hut, hoping that he might be there when she knocks on the door.

"Little (l/n), how are you?"

"Hagrid! I'm glad I caught you." the huggable giant grins happily, stepping back to let the Hufflepuff into his home.

"You got lucky. I was just about to leave." he says, looking over to his packed bags. "You're here for the metal right?"

"Yeah. Did you manage to find anything like I asked?"

"It was a bit difficult but nothing too challenging!" Hagrid says as he brings over a large bag, setting it on the table. "The strongest metal there is anywhere. I tried to match for the skin tone you were after. Not that easy I must say."

(y/n) walks over to the bag and opens it, checking at the different flesh-coloured metal. She had sent Hagrid a letter over the holiday about finding the strongest metal there was, something invincible if possible and the man didn't disappoint. But he was curious as to why this little girl needed this kind of metal. He didn't push to ask, letting her be when she answered it was for an extracurricular report.

"This is perfect Hagrid. Thank you so much."

"Now if you need more. I have some extra in the back for when I am away. Be safe kiddo." the giant ruffles the girl's hair, giving her a large smile before he grabs his bags and leaves his hut. (y/n) waits for a moment, taking out a large piece and standing in front of a mirror. She pulls up her shirt and turns around, gulping at the hole in her back that seemed to just get bigger with each breaking crack

She holds up the metal, noting how the colour was a little darker but she wasn't picky. "Close enough..."