Random x Reader one-shots

Y/N POV:
Third year. I really wished that it would be uneventful... but of course not. My uncle and aunt very explicitly warned me about being too comfortable alone in the dark, since the cousin to the vile woman who killed my parents, is running loose. There was a big rumor that he was chasing down Harry Potter... which at this point, doesn't really surprise me. Of course he always had to be the one that everything happens to... and of course he has to be the boy that I'm crushing on....
Me and Hermoine became best friends last year, and soon after, I became friends with Ron and Harry too. Although Draco Malfoy did not like that. I was a pure blood. Both my parents were too, and we were quite famous for the long line of pure bloods. And so was Draco. Only thing is that his aunt, Bellatrix Lestrange, killed my parents when they refused to become death eaters. And Draco did not fail to remind me of that every single day.

Today I'm walking to class with the trio when shouting can be heard... they were shouting my name.
-Hey L/N, watch out, maybe Sirius black brought his cousin back with him, he taunts. I grit my teeth and ignore him.
-Maybe she'll be finishing what she started, he says and the idiots he calls friends laughs. I stop and I'm about to go at him, but Harry cuts me to the chase.
-Bugger off Malfoy, he says.
-oooo. Don't be too cocky now Potter. Remember, Sirius is after you for real, Draco says. Harry growls at him. I grab Harry's shirt sleeve and he looks at me.
-He's not worth it, I say softly and drag him away from Draco.
-Saved by the girlfriend, eh Harry? Draco taunts. I stop and sock him tight in his nose. Draco drops onto the floor and I shake my hand off.
-I hope that hurt, I say, before grabbing Harry's shirt sleeve again. And leading him away.
-Bloody hell Y/N! Ron says and looks back at Draco as we walk.
-I think you broke his bloody nose! Ron says and I shrug.
-That was kind of the point, I say and Harry smiles and looks back at Draco too, before looking at me.
-Brilliant, he says happily, and we all start laughing.

-You know Y/N, it's almost like you don't need to be saved by me, Harry says at lunch. I smile and shrug.
-Maybe not... but it's nice, seeing someone stand up for you, I say. Harry smiles shyly as we continue with lunch.

It's now fifth year. An old toad by the name of Umbridge has taken over the school. She has set a dumb new detention rule, that we may only write with her pen... Harry was a victim of it... and I'm soon about to be.
-Excuse me miss L/N? Umbridge asks me and walks towards my table.
-Yes Ma'am, I say oblivious. She looked absolutely fuming and I could see smoke reeking out from her ears... this means that I pissed her off really bad.
-Did you write on the board while I was getting books? She asks and points to the blackboard, where chalkfrogs were jumping and making chaos of the letters that were on the board. I only smile sweetly at her.
-No ma'am, I did not. Must've been someone else that is able to draw frogs, I say and people around me snicker. I then make it painfully obvious that it was me, but letting loose a cut out paper frog and it jumps into her face and she screams and swats it off. The class laughs. Umbridge turns red in the face.
-You little- Umbridge raises her hand and slaps me across the face. Everyone turns quiet.
-Hey!
Except Harry. I tear up and start crying at the stinging pain in my cheek.
-Don't hit her! That's child abuse! Harry says and stand up. Harry is sitting two benches in front of me.
-And you!? Questioning my authority!? She squeaks out.
-Both of you, in my office for detention after dinner! She says angrily.
-And you know what? I'm going to have a serious talk with your head of house! She says and immediately storms out of the classroom to find professor McGonagall. I'm still crying and holding my cheek. I can hear chairs getting pushed around and then a hand on my shoulder. I look up.
-Hey, are you alright? Harry asks. I shake my head.
-Let me see, Harry says and carefully takes my hands from my cheek. A red mark was forming on my cheek.
-I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have let her do that to you, he says.
-Here, I have cold hands, he then says and places a hand on my cheek. It was actually cold and it was really nice against my swollen cheek.