In another life (Draco x reader)

First DADA class (p39)

I felt myself turning red with anger "IT'S NOT A LIE!" I shouted getting up from my seat, Draco pulling me back down. 

"I SAW HIM I FOUGHT HIM!" Harry began shouting as well. 

"Detention, Mr. Potter and Miss y/l/n" Umbridge shouted walking back to the front. 

"So according to you, Cedric Diggory dropped dead of his own accords!?" Harry continued arguing. 

"CEDRIC DIGGORYS DEATH WAS TRAGIC ACCIDENT," Umbridge responded.

"IT WAS MURDER, VOLDEMORT KILLED HIM YOU MUST KNOW THAT!" I shouted from the back getting up from my seat once more. 

"ENOUGH!" Umbridge screamed this time losing her fake smile for a few seconds. 

"See me later Mr.Potter, Miss. y/l/n, my office" She giggled. 

If it weren't for Draco pulling me back down I swear I could've hexed that woman right then and there. My breath was heavy during the whole class, Draco trying his best to get me to cooperate and calm me down. 

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After class Harry and I met before going to Umbridge together. 

"She's an absolute bell-end that woman," I told Harry as we walked together. 

He nodded and I could see he was still very heated from the earlier events. 

Once we were at the door Harry knocked. 

"Come in." We heard her soft voice from inside. 

Harry opened the door and I looked around in disgust at her pink office full of cats everywhere. 

"Good Evening Mr. Potter, Miss y/l/n, sit." She gestured at two seats in front of her desk with a piece of parchment on them.

Harry and I looked at each other suspiciously before taking a seat. 

"You're going to be doing some lines for me today." She told us

Harry and I reached in our pockets for a quill. "No not with your quill, you're going to be using a rather special one of mine." She said passing us both a quill she took out from her drawer. 

"Mr.Potter, I want you to write...I must not tell lies." She instructed

"How many times?" Harry asked. 

"As long as it takes the message to sink in." She giggled. "Now Miss y/l/n, I want you to write, I must not talk back." She giggled once more before walking behind us. 

Harry and I looked at each other once more and began to write. We started writing, the ink was red which I found odd. Harry and I hadn't even written two lines before we both flinched at a sharp pain coming from our hands. I looked to Harry but we ignored it as we continued writing. 

The pain increased as we kept writing and I looked at the back of my hand to see the words being carved into my skin. My jaw dropped at the sight and I turned to look at Harry's hand which also had a carving on it. 

Umbridge walked in front of us. "yes?" she asked looking at both of us. 

I glared at her before Harry answered "Nothing." 

"That's right because you know deep down, you deserve to be punished, don't you?" Harry and I didn't move at her questions, simply stared back at her before she instructed us to keep going. 

By the end of detention, my hand was in unbearable pain, but I felt more anger than pain. Once we were dismissed Harry and I both stayed silent for a while. 

"Are we gonna tell anyone?" I asked him. 

"No, that's what she wants, and Dumbledore has more important things to worry about, let's keep it quiet for now." He told me as we walked. I nodded. 

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The next day I had asked Neville for one of his sweaters to cover up my hands after explaining to him what had happened. He was extremely disgusted and angered by Umbridge's actions as well but I also begged him not to tell anyone for now. 

I had managed to hide my scar pretty well although I saw Draco was getting suspicious every time he reached for my hand and I pulled away, so much that he confronted me about it one day. 

"y/n why are you doing that?" He asked me once more after I had pulled my hand away when we were walking together. 

"What? I don't know what you're talking about" I acted dumb. 

"y/n what did I do? Is it because of my dad? Because of what you heard last year? I thought you said-" He began and I could see he was upset. 

"No Draco no, it has nothing to do with that," I assured him putting my hands over his cheeks.

"Then why don't you wanna touch me?" I could see he was really upset now. 

"Ok, I'll tell you but I need you to stay calm ok?" I said as I reached for my sleeve. 

I saw his eyebrow twitch in suspicion "ok." 

I pulled up my sleeve to reveal my scar. "This is what I had to do for detention with Umbridge the other day, and I didn't want you to worry." I showed him. 

He grabbed my hand and I could see his face turn from sadness to anger in a matter of seconds. He didn't say anything but I could hear his breath getting heavier. 

"Draco I'm ok, you don't need to-" I was trying to reassure him as he stared at my hand and stroked my scar softly with his thumb. 

"I'll tell my father about this, we'll have her-" He started 

"NO! Draco, no. Please, don't. That's what she wants and I've had enough trouble to last me a lifetime so please Draco just don't" I begged him. 

He sighed in defeat even through his anger. "Ok then at least promise me you'll stay out of trouble." He looked at me with pitiful eyes as I pulled down my sleeve again. 

I looked at him knowing I couldn't promise that but luckily before I could give him an answer Theo appeared from behind Draco jumping on him making Draco tumble a little. 

"Hello, love birds," He mocked I smiled at him while I saw Draco looking a little annoyed. 

"Hi, Theo," I answered. 

"Yo, y/n d'you mind if I borrow him for a while?" He asked ruffling Draco's hair still hanging onto his back. 

"No, not at all, I was just leaving." I looked at Draco once more before walking away.