(y/n) - your name

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"Skiving Snackboxes."

"Sweets that make you ill."

"Get out of class whenever you like."

"Obtain hours of pleasure from unprofitable boredom."

The Weasley Twins were selling their products and advertising their fun games to the students out in the courtyard. Students were coming in left and right to buy sweet treats of dangerous gadgets. Draco was sitting with his friends by the apple tree, observing the ruckus and making fun the students affected. Some faces blew up like blubber, others had spots and warts growing on their faces or simply puking into a bowl. Others played with flying firecrackers or inanimate animals that hopped around.

One of the Weasley twins soon walked up to Draco's crew, holding a box of chocolates and candy. "You boys up for some trouble?" they look at each other and shrug, going through the sweets but Draco wasn't interested. "Not interested in anything Malfoy? There has to be something that you want. Maybe for our princess?" the twin smirks seeing the younger boy irritated when he called (y/n) their princess. Only he was allowed to call her that.

"Don't you dare call her that Weasley." Draco seethes. "And she's not yours, she's mine!"

"Easy there Malfoy, no need to fight." the Weasley twin smirks, realising how he and his brother could now tick off the great Slytherin prefect now. "We'll drop it with the princess names if you buy something from us." the platinum blonde-haired boy scowls but nods, not realising the twin crossing his fingers behind his back.

"Fine." the Slytherin looks through the box, finding a small bag with two heart-shaped candies. "What is this?"

"Oh this special treat," the twin smiles maliciously. "perfect for couples if you know what I mean." Draco scoffs, looking at his friends who were too distracted by their candy and new toys but looks back at the candy.

"You tell anyone about this and my Father will hear about this." the Slytherin hisses, taking the bag and quickly pocketing it.

"On the house just for you." the twin says even though the platinum blonde-haired boy wasn't even going to pay him. The Weasley skips away, going back to his brother to show a performance of a flying firecracker that they tossed around.

"What's happening here? Looks like some sort of market day." (y/n) pops up with her friends, slightly scaring her boyfriend as he looks up at her standing behind him on a ledge.

"My brothers mucking around and selling some of their stuff. They plan on opening a shop after all this." Ron sighs out in annoyance.

"Sounds like fun." the Hufflepuff muses, leaning over the ledge with her arms until Umbitch walks out and sucks all the fun away like she always does. "This bitch seriously." she hears someone chuckle beneath her and she leans over to see her boyfriend was the one laughing. "Hey Draco." he looks up at her with a smile, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"Hello beautiful." he greatly enjoys the quick blush of her cheeks as she shies away from his compliment.

"Did you buy anything from them?"

"No. Just a bunch of random knick-knacks." he quickly lies, his girlfriend raising a brow at his horrible lying skills but didn't push him.

"(y/n) let's go, we're going to be late for class." Hermione says and she moves to follow them but Draco quickly pulls on his girlfriend's necklace gently, pulling her down over him so he could peck her lips.

"You're going to make me fall over at this point Draco." (y/n) chuckles lightly, pecking his nose.

"I'll see you later princess." she hums, nodding before pulling away to follow her friends back inside the castle quickly when they come across a wall of rules that Filtch was hammering on. He climbs down the ladder and picks it up, turning around and the students quickly duck from getting hit. He turns around again, the students ducking once more before he walks away and everyone looks up at the wall. 

"No music during study hours!? What the fuck!?" (y/n) gasps out.

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"What's going on here?" (y/n) mutters in confusion when she walked outside to see all the students hanging around the front courtyard. She tried to look past the tall heads, accidentally bumping into someone and she looks up to see that it was Draco when he quickly caught her.

"You alright?" he quickly glances down at her right foot, making sure she didn't start limping again and he sighs in relief when she nods.

"Yeah, but what's happening."

"That frazzled Divination professor got sacked."

"What!? How? Why?"

"Umbitch sacked her."

"She can't have that kind of power right!? That's only Dumbledore!" the couple continues to watch as the Slytherin shoved people aside for his Puff to stand at front, standing behind her to see everything play out. The poor teacher was crying as she stumbled over her bags, begging to not be let go. 

Draco noticed (y/n) growing furious, her hands becoming fists and he quickly holds them in his hands to hide her arms. "You powers..." he whispers to her but she was seething, her eyes glowing red and he quickly pulls her cloak over her head. 

Everyone quickly gasped when the note in Umbridge's hand suddenly set ablaze in bright red flames, her gasping in pain from being burnt by the fire. The platinum-haired boy noticed the faint glow of red from his Puff's hands, hiding them beneath her cloak he tucked around her tight until she was calm. McGonagall ran over to Trelawny to comfort her when finally Dumbledore revealed himself to stop all of this.

"Finally he shows his face." (y/n) seethes, letting Draco pull her away back inside and away from everyone else so she could calm down. She pulls her hood back, shaking her hands to ward off her powers but her eyes were still glowing from being so infuriated. "How dare she try to banish someone like that! Is she that heartless!?" the Slytherin pulls his Puffs glasses off gently, watching her eyes as they slowly go back to their normal doe colour. She stares up at him as he brushes his fingers against her cheek, blinking at the softness in his grey eyes just for her and her heart eases.

"Better?" he whispers and she nods.

"Better." Draco chuckles softly as (y/n) drops her head against his chest, soothing her hair back as she just grumbles incoherent words.

"Do you want to stay the weekend with me?" the Slytherin asks, almost shy but he smiles widely when she looks up at him and nods.

"My room or yours?"

"Merlin, yours definitely." he growls lowly, nipping at her jaw and she flushes in anticipation of what was going to happen tonight.

"(y/n)." the girl jumps away in shock but her boyfriend pulls her back against his chest as they turn to the side to see the golden trio waiting for her. "We need to talk to you." Hermione says and her friend nods, kissing the Slytherins cheek and whispering goodbye before walking away. He waves with a smile, sighing at how unconventionally happily was being while his heart raced. 

The four friends head to the empty Gryffindor room, sitting down together at the fireplace. "Shit Harry, you got detention again with that bitch!?" (y/n) gasps when she catches a glimpse of his hand to see a new scar.

"I'm fine (y/n). It's not that bad." he quickly pulls his hand away, not wanting her to heal it.

"Again!?" Hermione and Ron exclaim.

"I healed his scars for his first detention." the Hufflepuff says. "I can heal it again for you-"

"-no! I mean, I'm fine. Really. It's not as bad as last time. My detention days were shorter this time."

"That still doesn't mean you should endure it anyway!" (y/n) says.

"That foul, evil, old gargoyle! We're not learning how to defend ourselves! We're not learning how to pass our OWLs! She's taking over the entire school! She's even torturing us for stupid things!" Hermione screeches, pacing in front of her friends who have never seen her worked up like this before. Harry suddenly turns to a radio that was playing, putting the volume up to reveal that they were pinning some sort of disappearances on Sirius.

"Bullshit!" (y/n) hisses as she listened to the radio. "Who do they think they are-"

"-Harry." the teens all jump and turn around when they hear another voice call out to them, quickly turning around to see Sirius' face in the flames of the fireplace.

"Sirius! What are you doing here?" Harry asks, everyone moving to sit on the couch to talk to the boy's godfather.

"Answering your letter. You said you were worried about Umbridge. What's she doing? Training you to kill half-breeds?"

"She used to do that!?" (y/n) gasps in disgust and Sirius nods.

"She's not letting us use magic at all!"

"Well, I'm not surprised." Sirius sighs at his godchild's answer. "The latest intelligence is that Fudge doesn't want you trained in combat."

"Combat? What does he think, we're forming some sort of wizard army?" Ron asks in confusion and Sirius answers him.

"That's exactly what he thinks. That Dumbledore is assembling his own forces to take on the Ministry. He's becoming more paranoid by the minute."

"That's idiotic." everyone nods in agreement to the Hufflepuff.

"The others wouldn't want me telling you this, Harry... but things aren't going at all well with the Order. Fudge is blocking the truth at every turn... and these disappearances are just how it started before. Voldemort is on the move."

"Well, what can we do?" Harry asks his godfather but a sound startles him.

"Someone's coming. I'm sorry I can't be of more help. But for now, at least, it looks like you're on your own." Sirius nods to the teens before disappearing and they look at each other with downcast expressions.

"Harry, if Umbitch won't teach us, you have to." (y/n) whispers, his friends all looking at him and he sighs.