(y/n) - your name

(l/n) - last name.

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"Thank you." (y/n) nods to the student concierge who took her fur coat to the coat room, taking Harry's as well. She ignores the stares of the men as she held his arm he held for her, leading them two further into the Christmas party. The ceiling and walls are draped with hanging fabric of emerald, crimson and gold, so the room feels like a tent... or the inside of a gift box. It was loud and packed with people, a single fireplace cracking to keep the party warm as chatter mingled with the music playing around the attendees.

"Harry my boy! How fantastic to see you!" Slughorn greets his next treasured student when he sees him and his plus one. "And looking very splendid (l/n)!" she thanks the professor. "Adrian over here! Take a picture of the couple here." Slughorn says, the student's eyes widening in shock at his words. "Come now, don't be shy Harry." the professor waves his wand so Harry's hand laid against (y/n)'s waist, pushing the two closer together which makes her hold his shoulders so she doesn't stumble and the photographer quickly snaps a picture of the two being intimately close. "Fantastic!"

"Sorry (y/n)..." Harry mumbles out sheepishly but she shrugs as she pulls away.

"I'm cool with it. I'm gonna go get a drink. I think Slughorn wants to take a picture with you." the boy nods, letting his friend walk off. (y/n) goes to the buffet table, crossing her arms as she looks around in boredom until Neville approached her.

"Would you like a drink (y/n)?"

"Neville? You're working here?" she quickly takes the tray when he notices his hands shaking and he thanks her.

"I didn't get into the SlugClub. It's okay. He's got Belbyhanding out towels in the loo."

"Bro that sucks."

"I know... I'm sorry I have to continue working." Neville moves to grab the tray but (y/n) takes all three glasses.

"Let me make the trip easier." she grins at him, downing all three glasses of champagne easily.

"(y/n)!" he exclaims but she winks at him as she urges him to go before he gets in trouble. The girl sighs in boredom once more, perking up when she heard someone call her name.

"Psst, (y/n)!" she turns around, tilting her head in confusion as she sees someone hiding behind some of the golden fabric.

"Hermione?" Harry mumbles out as he stands next to (y/n), the strange figure also catching his attention. The two walk towards her, pushing the fabric away and stepping into the little crook their friend was apparently hiding in, Hemione desperately fixing the fabric to cover them three like she was hiding from someone.

"Girl, what are you doing?" (y/n) asks.

"What happened to you?" Harry was also equally confused as Hermione tried to fix up her appearance with a shudder.

"I've just escaped! I mean, left Cormac under the mistletoe."

"CORMAC!?" Harry and (y/n) gasp out, Hermione quickly shushing them. "That's who you invited!?" the two whisper yell at their friend who looked visibly uncomfortable. 

"I thought it would annoy Ron most. But he's a menace! He's got more tentacles than a Snarfalump plant!"

"Dragon tartar?" the three friends turn around to find a waiter peeking in through the fabric with a tray in hand.

"No thank you." Hermione sighs out, the other shaking their head no.

"Just as well. They give one horribly bad breath." without thinking, Hermione quickly grabs the entire tray and starts stuffing her mouth.

"On second thought, maybe it'll keep Cormac at bay." the waiter leaves and Harry and (y/n) blink at their friend in shock. "Oh god, here he comes!" Hermione shoves the tray into Harry's hands, (y/n) stepping in front of her friend to block her so she could escape without being seen when Cormac appears in front of her from the other side.

"Hermione went to powder her nose." (y/n) quickly lies, Cormac eyeing her down with a sly smirk even Harry didn't like.

"Slippery little minx, your friend. Likes to work her mouth too, doesn't she? Yak yak yak." the Hufflepuff was so close to setting this guy's hair on fire for what he said about her friend but Harry widens his eyes and subtly shakes his head no, Cormac too busy to notice as he stuffs his face with Dragon Tartar. "Whatis this I'm eating, by the way?"

Harry thinks for a minute. "Dragon balls." he says and Cormac freezes, looking at him like he was going to be sick.

"That's my cue to dip." (y/n) quickly leaves, standing outside the fabric when Snape walks past her to open it up just in time for Cormac to throw all over his shoes and clothes. "Oh, shit..." she gasps as he glares at her but goes back to give Cormac a month's worth of detention.

Harry ducks by to sneak off but Snape stops him. "Not so quick, Potter." the professor pushes the fabric back, turning to Harry who stands next to (y/n).

"I think I should rejoin the party, sir. My date-

"-can surely survive your absence for another minute or two." Snape glowers at (y/n) and she shrugs.

"I know when I'm not wanted." she leans off the wall and walks off to try and find Hermione. "Hermione?" she whispers, walking out of the party as she searched past the fabric-covered room and narrowly missed a certain platinum blonde-haired boy who had been hiding this entire time.

Draco fists his hands tightly with fury as he watched his Puff walk back to his enemy, looping her arm around his as he introduced her to people. He was shaking with anger, having seen everything from the beginning with the photographer. He promised himself to keep his distance to work on the cabinet but his mind was clouded with only her and he had to sneak into the party to see her. He made excuses in his head that he had to keep an eye on Potter, to make sure he didn't pull anything on his love.

"(y/n)?" the girl turns around when Harry calls for her, him looking around nervously before nodding off to a secluded area of the party. He thought this was the perfect time to express his feelings to her. "Can I talk to you?" Draco sneers when he hears this, quickly following the two.

"Yeah sure, what's up?" (y/n) asks, confused and worried when she noticed how tongue-tied her friend was.

"Look-I-shit I don't know how to say this." 

"Say what-" (y/n) was cut off when Harry suddenly leans forward and presses his lips against her, taking her off guard. Her mind was confused by the sudden kiss but her body reacted just as quickly, shoving him off her. "What the fuck Harry!?" she exclaims, stumbling back from shock when she suddenly hears someone yell out.

"Get your fucking hands off her!" everyone turns around when they see a blur of white and black, Draco jumping on Harry and punching him in the face after he saw him kiss (y/n).

"Draco!" she gasps as she sees him kick Harry's nose in, it breaking and she looks up to see Snape and Filch storming towards them. "Enough!" she hisses at him, grabbing his left arm tightly and dragging him out of the party. They run together down through the hallways, avoiding the hoard of teachers that were chasing after them. The Hufflepuff changes her heels out for sneakers, looking next to her to see the Slytherin gasping as they look at the yelling teachers.

"Oh, Merlin!" Draco runs faster, pulling (y/n) with him as she holds her dress up, the two sneaking down into a hidden alcove behind a wall as the teachers all run past her. The Hufflepuff and the Slytherin both heave out for air, leaning their heads back against the wall before peeking out to see that the coast was clear.

"Jesus fuck Draco! I can't believe you just broke Harry's nose!" (y/n) exclaims as he glares down at her, ripping his arm away from her grasp in fear that she would feel his dark mark.

"I told you he liked you! For fucks sake, he kissed you (y/n)! You shouldn't be near him! He doesn't see you as a friend!" Draco yells at her, gripping her arms in frustration as the moment of his enemy kisses her replays over and over.

"Get your hands off me!" she hisses out, using her powers to pry his hands off her. She never wanted to use her powers to take advantage of her love, but she had to walk away from him before she makes something explode. "And why do you care so fucking much!? We're not even together! Remember!" She screams at him. "This has nothing to do with you Draco!"

"This has everything to do with me!" He yells back.

"Really Draco!? Ever since we parted ways at the end of Year 5, you never wrote me any letters, never called like you promised you would! And then suddenly, and then all of a sudden you send me a fucking letter saying you're breaking up with me! Who the fuck does that!?" (y/n) hisses, walking away.

"Don't you walk away from me!" Draco sneers.

"Like you did to me!? For months I have tried to get you to talk to me, for months I have tried for us to communicate so I could understand why, why you broke up with me Draco!"

"It's none of your business why!"

"None of my-" the Hufflepuff laughs darkly, trying to hold back her tears as the Slytherin followed her down to the dungeon's corridor. "You're an egotistical, narcissistic pathetic, coward of a boy who was fucking born with a diamond spoon in his mouth and has nothing to account for any of his achievements in his life! And for you to say that us breaking up is none of my fucking business!?" she hisses, her hair flaring up red as she takes a step closer to the Slytherin at every word, shoving him back.

Draco sneers at her, his blood boiling and starts running his mouth at her. "You're a lazy witch with just air for a brain who just uses her powers for everything! You don't know shit, you don't know how to do anything! You're entitled and push yourself in everyone's business when you have no right! You think you're the perfect little witch, the most powerful being and you crave attention every time you fly headfirst into danger. A fucking bitch-" the boy's cheek gets flung to the side, his pale cheek flaring red as his Puff slaps him hard, seething with anger. He slowly turns back to face her, his eyes hard with a painted sneer on his face.

"Don't call me a fucking bitch you fucking asshole!" (y/n) growls out, turning round to storm away. "I can't believe I dated you! You keep pulling and pushing at me Draco! I don't know what you want anymore! You probably just used me as a fucking dare, fucked me like it was just some sort of chore huh!? Maybe you never even cared-" the Slytherin cuts her off as he harshly grabs her arm to turn her back around, slamming his lips against hers in a heated kiss to shut her up.

Draco couldn't take it anymore, the rage and heat for (y/n) fueling his body as he slams her against the wall and kissed her deeply. She removes her gloves with her powers to tangle her fingers in his hair and pull him closer to her body as his hands desperately touched all over hers, pushing his body entirely on hers to feel every inch of her. Seeing her so mad, so angry was just so fucking hot to him, especially with her in that fucking dress of hers that he wanted to rip off her. He kissed her deeper, losing his breath from the air of her that always pulled him in. She was his entire world and every time he saw her, every time he was near her, he was always pulled into her orbit like a trance.

Draco didn't want to ever pull away from (y/n), letting her push his blazer off his shoulders as his delved beneath her dress to grasp her ass. He pushed her harder against the wall with the bruising kiss, biting down on her bottom lip which makes her gasp and he pushes his tongue past her lips to taste her. Her body was on fire from the lust and fury, her mind spinning from the kiss that took her breath away as he tangled one of his hands in her hair and pulls her head up higher to kiss her harder.

"I can't-" the Slytherin suddenly pulls back, panting heavily as he leans over his love and breathes in her poison that he had gotten addicted to. He pushes off his Puff who looks up at him with pleading eyes, her emotions split from wanting to stop him or simply letting him go as he picked up his blazer quickly and runs off away further into the castle hallways.

I can't put her in danger...

If only she knew why he was doing all of this, the Hufflepuff tearing up as she slumps against the wall. She slides down to the floor, crying in her hands as her heart breaks all over again.