Luna Lovegood. Blonde, smart, beautiful and slightly crazy. You loved her. It amazed you that the only other person even remotely interested in her was the Gryffindor, Nevil Longbottom. Luckily for you, Luna likes girls more than boys. Enter (Y/n) Malfoy. Nicknamed, the Slytherin Princess (Y/n) Malfoy got what she wanted. And what she wanted more than anything was Luna Lovegood. (Y/n) was the perfect Slytherin representative; cunning, devious, cut-throat and enticingly beautiful. Four years had passed since Luna’s first year at Hogwarts had started and (Y/n) had secretly confessed her need for the Lovegood girl. Luna, of course, had said yes with a blush on her face and a smile on her lips. Two months later and the pair had shared their first kiss, under the Quidditch stands while Slytherin versed Hufflepuff. Luna had voiced her concern about the secretive relationship the pair had, she did this quite often during the first few months. It was on the fifth month that you broke down.
“I CAN’T!” you had shouted in the empty Ravenclaw common room. All the other Ravenclaws had gone to the library to study as O.W.L’s were starting soon. Luna had practically dragged you into her common room for a much needed make out session when she asked the question again. Your outburst surprised her. “I… I can’t” you mumbled miserably as you fell down on a random couch with a couple pillows, tears leaking from your face. Luna was quite surprised by this sudden display of emotions. Everyone knew you were the most confidant girl at Hogwarts, to see you so… Vulnerable, hurt Luna like a knife to the heart. The blonde-haired girl sat next to her Slytherin lover as she lay crying with her head stuffed in a pillow.
“Why not?” Luna asked bluntly. One thing that drew (Y/n) to Luna was her bluntness, (Y/n) had laughed extremely loudly when Luna had denied Nevil the satisfaction of being his girlfriend with ‘No, I don’t like you.’ (Y/n) had found that hilarious. (Y/n) turned her head, tears staining her face.
“My stupid father” she mumbled with hatred. Although a loyal part of the Malfoy name, (Y/n) knew that Lucius Malfoy would never agree to his only daughter liking girls and especially liking a Lovegood. “He doesn’t even know I like girls!” (Y/n) felt and sounded miserable, like someone had just told her she had cancer. Luna looked down at (Y/n) and a small smile spread on her lips as she bent down. (Y/n) barely had time to register that Luna was moving when her lips were captured by the soft embrace of Luna’s own lips. (Y/n) melted into the kiss. Her arms flung themselves around Luna’s waist and Luna pulled (Y/n) into her lap where their kiss evolved from being sad and needed to hungry and rough. When the pair had grown comfortable with kissing each other during their third month together (Y/n) was pleasantly surprised to find that Luna was very dominating. As Luna’s tongue explored every corner of (Y/n)’s mouth, (Y/n) felt a sharp slap delivered to her voluptuous bottom. Luna had smacked her and was now groping her bum, feeling the flesh under her hand. (Y/n) moaned with need into the kiss but whimpered with sadness when Luna pulled away. With her signature smile, Luna lowered her mouth to (Y/n)’s collar bone. She latched her lips to the soft, moisturized skin and sucked causing (Y/n) to moan in pleasure at the feeling but give a sharp gasp once the blonde started nibbling the skin.
“L-Luna! Stop you’ll leave marks!” (Y/n) begged her girlfriend. But Luna didn’t stop. The begging of her girlfriend only served to spur Luna into a fury of kisses and biting. The younger Ravenclaw didn’t want to stop until it was clear that (Y/n) belonged to her. Luna’s hands roamed over (Y/n)’s body, groping and squeezing, receiving sweet moans from (Y/n). The older Slytherin girl tried to pry her lover from her body but Luna pinned (Y/n)’s arms over her head with surprising strength.
“Mmm” Luna moaned as she licked (Y/n)’s lips “What can the big, bad Slytherin Prefect do now?” Luna removed her hands and (Y/n) whimpered at the loss of contact. Luna now stood above (Y/n) with dominance. “Take off your pants.” She said, the airy and somewhat crazy tone she usually had was gone replaced by a husky tone. (Y/n) fumbled with the belt of her jeans. But it was taking too long. Luna grumbled and started undoing (Y/n)’s zipper and buttons. The pants had just come loose when both the Slytherin and the Ravenclaw heard murmuring and footsteps outside the common room door.
“Oh Merlin. I can’t be seen here!” (Y/n) panicked as she hurriedly redressed herself and looked out the window, hoping for a quick getaway.
“(Y/n). Over here” Luna said, the air of crazy in her voice had returned. (Y/n) spun around and saw Luna standing by the fireplace, she pulled on a loose brick on the side and the whole fireplace shifted to the side revealing a secret passage.
“Brilliant. Luna you’re gorgeous!” (Y/n) said as she jumped over the couch she was lying on moments ago and ducked into the passage. Luna pushed the brick back into place and the fireplace started to move back.
“You owe me what’s in your pants!” Luna called as (Y/n) ran down the secret passage.
The secret passage led (Y/n) into Snape’s potion class. One of the many stone tiles that created the floor moved up and across as (Y/n) climbed out of it. (Y/n) hurriedly replaced the tile and dusted her green robes off. Once her robes were once again immaculate, (Y/n) started to move towards the exit but before she took two steps the door was opened. In came Professor Snape himself, his calculating and cold eyes found (Y/n) and widened slightly in surprise.
“Miss Malfoy.” Started Snape “What, may I ask, are you doing in my class room?” If this encounter happened on her first year, (Y/n) would have freaked the magic out of her. Luckily Snape seemed fond of (Y/n) and her brother, especially (Y/n) who had made Prefect.
“I was looking for ingredients to brew a Polyjuice potion sir. I was going to use it for a harmless party trick.” (Y/n) smiled at Snape “I was looking for some powdered Bicorn horn” Snape nodded and moved elegantly across the room to his desk where racks of potion ingredients were bottled and organized. Snape plucked one of the many bottles from the rack shelf and presented it to (Y/n).
“Thirty-five grams of powdered Bicorn horn. Enough for seven batches of Polyjuice potion. Just promise not to turn into me or any of the other professors for that fact” (Y/n) nodded earnestly at Snape’s instructions and gratefully took the vial.
“Thank you, professor. I look forward to seeing you in potions tomorrow!” As (Y/n) moved to leave Snape spoke again, this time sounding more serious.
“Another moment please (Y/n)” he said, (Y/n) turned around once again, Snape looked at her curiously. “Have you been fighting?” The question startled (Y/n) so much she almost dropped her powdered Bicorn horn.
“No professor!” She answered truthfully “Well, not since year one but that brat Granger had it coming. Oh look at me, I know everything la de da de da” (Y/n) grumbled sarcastically, Snape smiled at the reaction. “Honestly, she is such a bore”
“Then, can you tell me why you have bruises on your neck?” (Y/n)’s face contorted into one of disbelief and fear, her hand rushed to her neck in a vain attempt to hide the love bites Luna had marked her with.
“Uhh, it was umm…” (Y/n) for once had no easy explanation to her predicament she looked anywhere but Snape’s face, Snape’s smile grew slightly.
“Is there someone I should tell Lucius about?” he asked quizzically, (Y/n)’s head snapped back to attention.
“NO! Please don’t!” She pleaded, Snape looked taken back at the urgency in (Y/n)’s voice.
“Very, well. Good day miss Malfoy” (Y/n) bowed slightly to her professor and rushed away back to the Slytherin common room.
As she walked through Hogwarts, the Slytherin Princess gained many looks of both hate and fear. (Y/n) sighed as a group of Hufflepuffs hurriedly moved out of her way and began whispering when they thought she was gone. It wasn’t a long walk from Snape’s class to the Slytherin dorm, so (Y/n) didn’t really meet many people. She walked up to the entrance and uttered the code phrase.
“Blood-Born” she said and the dungeon wall shifted down revealing the Slytherin common room. There were a few people working in the few chairs or couches that occupied the floor. A group of First-years were talking in the corner, laughing at their own jokes about Mudbloods and muggle-borns. (Y/n) sighed sadly while making her way to the end of the room, past the fire and up to a blank wall. The left side of the wall was for the Prefect of the house and only (Y/n) could open it this year. The right was for the Head boy or girl if they were in Slytherin. No one had been inside in over two hundred years. (Y/n) swished her hand over the wall and the left part of the wall split apart and opened up into a spacious room. The Prefect bedroom was extremely nice. (Y/n) got a queen sized four poster bed with emerald drapes, a mahogany desk to write her papers and a sizable potions station which Snape had managed to sneak in six year prior. Sitting in his glass cage on (Y/n)’s desk was her pet snake, Balthazar was a baby Black Mamba who was enchanted to never reach bigger than two feet long, currently he was only about a foot but looked smaller because he was coiled up under the heat from the heat lamp (Y/n) had placed above his terrarium. (Y/n) smiled as she walked over to the world’s most dangerous breed of snake and pulled an unconscious mouse from one of the pockets in her robes.
(Y/n) dropped the mouse into the terrarium and Balthazar finally decided to wake up. The mouse’s eyes snapped open and it looked around frantically, trying to determine where it was. Unfortunately, the mouse realized where it was indeed, its horrified eyes met the hungry and powerful eyes of Balthazar and the mouse barely had time to squeak before Balthazar swallowed it whole. Balthazar let out a hiss of pleasure as his food began to digest. He felt his owner pet his head with her fingers.
“Good boy Balth” cooed (Y/n) before she sat down at her desk and began her homework. It took her a few hours but thankfully she had finally finished Professor Hagrid’s homework, a five-foot explanation on the habitat and nature of a Honey Badger, the only magical creature that Muggles know of without realizing it. (Y/n) looked out the window in her room, out across the black lake where she saw Mermaids and the Giant Squid swimming around peacefully. A knock on the door interrupted (Y/n)’s thoughts. With a swish of her wand the wall split open again and Draco Malfoy stepped in, the wall closing behind him.
“Greetings sister dearest!” he said happily, which was often a sign of him doing something bad.
“Hello Draco” (Y/n) spun her chair around to face her brother. “What brings you in here?” Draco pouted at her words.
“What? Can I not see how my sister plans to become Head Girl?” (Y/n) scoffed loudly.
“Draco, we haven’t hung out properly since you were seven. And no, I won’t tell you how I plan on becoming Head Girl because I don’t know myself.” Draco sat down on your bed.
“Well…”
“Off the bed” Draco stood from the bed
“Is something wrong (Y/n)” Draco asked, his voice holding sincerity a rare feat.
“There is indeed, Draco.” (Y/n) gestured to the corner of her desk and Draco sat where he was told. “What I am about to tell you, cannot leave this room… Okay?” (Y/n) asked, her voice deadly serious. In response Draco stood again and brought out his wand.
“Muffilato” Draco cast the muffling spell on the door so it was impossible for people to hear what was going on inside. Draco returned his attention to his sister.
“Draco, I’m not like ordinary girls.” Draco raised an eyebrow at his sister’s words but said nothing “I… I am in love with another girl” (Y/n) spilled her deepest, darkest secret. Draco’s eyes widened exponentially in surprise, he took a step back in shock. If (Y/n) was younger she would have cried, but she was older, mature and confident, she was the Slytherin Princess. She didn’t cry.
“You’re, gay?” Draco asked uncertainly, (Y/n) nodded as she stood from her desk and jumped onto her bed. Lying her head on the Pegasus down pillows.
“As Gay as gay can be” (Y/n) watched as Draco tried to process this, his face contorting into many emotions.
“It’s, it’s not the Granger is it?” Draco sneered
“Eww, the Mudblood. Draco come on, you know that’s not me!” (Y/n) said and Draco sighed in relief.
“Well that’s good at least. So, who is it?”
“It’s Lovegood” At (Y/n)’s confession Draco’s mind exploded.
“LOONEY LOVEGOOD!” he shouted in shock and (Y/n) scowled at him.
“I’d appreciate if you didn’t belittle my girlfriend and hopefully your future sister-in-law.” Dracon couldn’t close his mouth after the bombshell his sister had dropped.
“Wh-What? Seriously?” Draco couldn’t seem to comprehend it.
“Seriously” (Y/n) was worried that Draco wouldn’t accept the person she had come to love, which was disheartening but acceptable after all she valued Draco’s opinions but she loved Luna.
“Very well… I support you” At Draco’s words (Y/n) smiled and embraced her brother lovingly.
“Thanks Draco. You’re the best. Just don’t tell dad”
“I promise I won’t.”
The next morning when (Y/n) woke up she did her normal routine of brushing her teeth, showering and relieving herself. As (Y/n) spat out her toothpaste she saw that Luna’s love bites were still marking her. A deep blush crossed over (Y/n)’s pale cheeks as she took her emerald and silver coloured scarf from its stand and wrapped it around her neck. After giving another mouse to Balthazar (Y/n) left for breakfast. When (Y/n) entered the Great Hall for breakfast she saw Luna at the end of the Ravenclaw table. A smile tugged at your lips as you sauntered over to the younger Ravenclaw. Draco smiled at you as you walked closer but his smile faltered when you passed him. A look of confusion crossed not only his face but as well as those around him. But when Draco looked ahead of you and saw Luna he smiled and returned to his breakfast. Luna was happily munching on a piece of toast when she saw someone sit down beside her. A smile graced her lips when she saw it was her Slytherin Princess.
“Hello (Y/n)” Luna greeted, (Y/n) smiled back fighting the urge to smother the Ravenclaw with kisses.
“Good morning miss Lovegood, how are we today?” asked (Y/n).
“Well I don’t know about you but, I am doing fine. Although I feel better now that you’re here” (Y/n)’s smile broadened at this, she opened her mouth to say more but was interrupted by an unusually brave sounding voice.
“Get away from her, Slytherin!” Growled Nevil Longbottom. (Y/n) looked Nevil dead in his eyes and rose slowly. (Y/n), despite being female, towered over Nevil by a head. The Slytherin Princess scowled at Nevil, the Gryffindor gulped instantly regretting his decision. The Slytherin inside (Y/n) wanted to teach this pompous brat a lesson. A low, dangerous growl rumbled in (Y/n)’s throat and Nevil took a shaky step backwards. The only thought that kept (Y/n) from casting a curse on the interrupting fool was that it would mean she would never be Head Girl.
“Fine” growled (Y/n). Nevil looked at her astonished and (Y/n) whipped around, her robes swirling behind her like a sea of emerald green. It was then that (Y/n) realized that the entire Great Hall had gone quiet to watch the exchange between Gryffindor and Slytherin. As (Y/n) walked calmly to her seat beside Draco she heard hurried murmurs break out. No doubt questioning her reputation as a badass.
“What was that?” asked Draco in a voice just lower than a yell “You could have mopped the floor with that sniveling coward!” The other nearby Slytherins looked at their prefect, silently asking the same question.
“If I even touched that coward then I would have no chance at Head Girl” (Y/n) explained and realization dawned in the Slytherin minds. “Best to stay away from Gryffindor entirely” (Y/n) sulked, Draco looked at his sister with sadness and placed a hand on her shoulder. (Y/n) scowled at nothing as she chomped angrily on her breakfast.
The first half of the day was dull and boring. True (Y/n) excelled in all subjects from Muggle Studies and Care for Magical Creatures to Potions and Transfigurations. But it seemed that this particular Friday was meant to be abnormally dull and boring. It wasn’t until potions that something noteworthy happened. (Y/n) was memorizing the chemical composition of a particularly potent and powerful sedative potion when there was a squawk from the window. All the students from both Gryffindor and Slytherin looked up from what they were doing to see what was happening. Snape crossed the room having just told Nevil off for improper use of Lacewing wings and opened the window. In swooped a brilliantly coloured, red and gold Phoenix that (Y/n) had seen once or twice before. It was Fawkes, Dumbledore’s pet. Snape recoiled in shock as did most of the students present. (Y/n) noticed with disgust that the Golden Trio; Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger all sat up and waited expectantly for Fawkes.
“Probably to give those snobby brats another award or some Hippogriff crap” (Y/n) grumbled to herself and busied herself with her chemical compositions again. That was, until Fawkes landed on her desk. Looking up (Y/n) saw the Phoenix tilting its head at her, Fawkes held out its leg and (Y/n) untied the note attached to it. As soon as (y/n) held the note in her hands, Fawkes flew away out the window and Snape resumed his lesson.
“Dear Lady (Y/n) Malfoy.
It has come to my attention that we need to have a chat. Please come and meet me in my office at your earliest convenience.
~Dumbledore.
P.S. The password is Lemon Drop.”
When (Y/n) was done reading the letter her heart sank with dread. Dumbledore probably wanted to tell (Y/n) that there was no point in her applying for the Head Girl position. Nevertheless (Y/n) raised her hand into the air, painfully aware of the confused yet cocky smirks the Golden Trio were sending her way.
“Professor Snape.” (Y/n) called, Snape turned his attention from the Gryffindor Dean Thomas to look at her.
“Yes Miss Malfoy?” he asked slowly
“May I please be excused for the rest of the lesson?” Snape looked at the note in (Y/n)’s hand.
“Have you finished the set task yet?” asked Snape, immediately (Y/n) produced a small vial from her desk, beside her cauldron.
“Yes professor. One vial of poison fog” Snape reached out his hand and (Y/n) placed the small glass vial into it. Snape looked at the corked vial curiously, keen eyes searching for any mistake.
“Hmm, exemplary work again Miss Malfoy.” He complimented before addressing the rest of the class. “You could all learn from Miss Malfoy, this one vial looks strong enough to kill a Firewyrm” There was clapping from the Slytherin students and grumbling from the Gryffindors. Hermione sneered at (Y/n) coldly, (Y/n) ignored her much to the anger of the Granger child.
“Does that mean I can go professor?” asked (Y/n). Instead of a verbal answer, Snape merely waved his hand in a ‘shoo’ gesture. (Y/n) quickly gathered her books and exited the dungeon.
(Y/n) watched as the golden statue of the phoenix slowly rose as stairs leading to Dumbledore’s office followed. With a strong grip on her satchel strap (Y/n) ascended the stair case. At the top she saw the hundreds of living portraits of old Headmasters and Headmistresses, most were conversing with each other while some had their eyes closed as they ‘slept.’ Dumbledore sat behind his vast desk, Fawkes was sitting on his perch beside him.
“Ah! (Y/n) Malfoy. How wonderful it is to see you. I hope I didn’t disturb your class?” Started Dumbledore as he filed away a roll of parchment.
“Not at all Headmaster.” (Y/n) spoke confidently yet a part of her wanted to run and hide, preferably with a certain Ravenclaw.
“Very good, very good. In any case I called you here for a very important matter. Please, take a seat” The old wizard gestured to the two seats opposite him on the other side of his desk. (Y/n) sat down.
“Is this about my wanting to apply for the Head Girl position?” (Y/n) asked, Dumbledore smiled at the Slytherin.
“It is indeed. I must say, over the years of your studies here you have shown qualities that are perfect for the role of a Head Student.” (Y/n)’s eyes lit up for a moment before she spoke.
“However?”
“However, your actions regarding those not in Slytherin are less than appealing. I saw your application letter and form and addressed the other professors about it. They aggreged you would be an excellent candidate. But only if you treated those in Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and yes even Gryffindor with respect and unbiased views”
“Yes sir, I will try my best” Dumbledore waved his hand.
“You need not try your best. If you simply treat others with even half the respect you treat a certain Ravenclaw with, then you will no doubt get the position” (Y/n) blushed as her eyes widened in shock.
“Sir, I have no idea what you are talking about!” (Y/n) spoke urgently and Dumbledore chuckled.
“Maybe I am mistaken. Very well, that is all. Have fun Miss Malfoy” (Y/n) nodded and rose from her chair before descending back into the corridors of Hogwarts.
It had been a week since Dumbledore had given (Y/n) his advice. And (Y/n) was freaking out. (Y/n) had been doing everything she could think off to comply with Dumbledore’s words. She stopped any fights that broke out and reported fairly and had taken a grand total of twenty-five points from Slytherin because of ‘dishonorable behavior.’ On the Monday when (Y/n) had gotten her mail she noticed that she got one from her father. She skimmed over it and saw that he wasn’t pleased with her taking points away from Slytherin but accepted that it was for her to be Head Girl. Luna and (Y/n) hadn’t told anyone else about their relationship but Luna was worried for (Y/n). If the Slytherin Princess kept up the pace she was now then she wouldn’t be able to focus at all and ruin all her chances of getting Head Girl. So, Luna told (Y/n) to meet her in Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom. With a quick spell from (Y/n)’s wand, the annoying ghost girl disappeared down a toilet.
“So, what did you want to talk about Luna?” (Y/n) asked as she replaced her wand back into the pocket of her robes.
“We are going on a date” Luna stated, (Y/n) cocked an eyebrow.
“Luna, what about all the fights and stuff, if I don’t stop them…”
“Then someone else will of course. So, in one hour meet me in the clocktower courtyard, we’re going to Hogsmeade.” And with the short conversation over, Luna left the Bathroom skipping down the halls her bare feet slapping against the cold stone.
Three quarters of an hour later (Y/n) was finally ready for her date with Luna. She had donned some special robes of emerald green and obsidian black. The robes were custom made by one of the Slytherin Princess’s favorite tailors and was nice and form fitting. The cloth and leather hugged (Y/n)’s body tightly showing off all her curves whilst still retaining the look of superiority and command. Next (Y/n) had donned an emerald green and silver cloak. The cloak itself shimmered and sparkled in any light and was made from real emerald dust, it wasn’t long for this reason barely stretching down to her knees, but Luna had said she loved the soft feeling of the fabric. (Y/n) left her room after giving Balthazar an extra-large rat to toy with. After the wall sealed shut behind her, (Y/n) saw that a few Slytherins were working in the common room. Which was odd because Slytherins hardly ever worked, and never the first years. But most of the house was here, writing essays or doing homework. (Y/n) saw Draco lying on a couch, a book of magical creatures in his hands.
“What happened? Why’s everyone working?” (Y/n) asked and noted how awful that sounded out loud. Draco noticed this as well.
“What’s wrong sister? Do you want us to stop?” he asked innocently causing his sister to glare at him.
“No, you know what I mean”
“Fine… Everyone wants to make sure you get Head Girl. I mean, Slytherin hasn’t had a Head Student in over what, two-hundred years!” Draco exclaimed “We thought that if the whole of Slytherin worked together to better their grades it might help your chances” The rest of the common room was now looking at (Y/n) to gauge her reaction. (Y/n) looked out across the sea of faces.
“Thank you. What you are doing is what we’re are all about. After all, who is cunning enough to be the best?” (Y/n) addressed the crowd
“SLYTHERIN!” They replied.
“Who deserves it the most?”
“SLYTHERIN!”
“What’s the best house?”
“SLYTHERIN!” with that, the common room erupted into cheers, a new sense of drive spurring them to complete their homework to an even higher standard. (Y/n) returned her attention to her brother.
“I have to go, I’m meeting Luna.” (Y/n) said, making sure her cloak was fastened securely to her shoulders. Draco raised an eyebrow and a smirk spread over his face.
“Oh? Well home by eight dearest sister. And no snogging!” (Y/n) glared at Draco who chuckled loudly which turned to nervous laughter when (Y/n) reached for her wand. “Okay, okay I’m sorry. Heesh, can’t take a joke?” With that, (Y/n) left the common room, her cloak swishing behind her.
Luna and (Y/n) walked out of the Three Broomsticks with full, warm bellies and joyous expressions on their faces. The two young lovers were having the best time they had, had in a long time. They went to Zonko’s joke shop, the Three Broomsticks and the post office to look at all the owls. After their drinks at the Three Broomsticks, Luna had wanted to see the Shrieking Shack. The pair made their way over to the fence that walled off the ‘haunted’ house and watched as the wooden structure seemed to sway in the breeze. (Y/n) saw that Luna was shivering slightly in the brisk wind and wrapped a cloak covered arm around Luna’s waist. Luna smiled fondly and leaned her head on her girlfriend’s shoulder. But the peace and serenity was not to last for Luna and (Y/n).
“HEY!” Shouted an annoying voice, the couple turned around and saw Nevil standing there with some other Gryffindor who looked like he had a Muggle camera. Nevil charged towards the lesbians with anger in his eyes. But the pair didn’t separate. “I thought I told you to stay away from her Slytherin!” Nevil yelled, pulling out his wand and pointing it at the Slytherin Princess. (Y/n) looked at Nevil curiously.
“Stay out of it Longbottom. Before you get yourself hurt” (Y/n) warned, a dangerous glint in your eye. Nevil had the audacity to laugh.
“I’m not afraid of you! After all, I made you back down in the Great Hall where I saved my lady love Luna Lovegood!”
“You didn’t save me. You actually ruined a nice conversation I was having.” Luna spoke calmly, Nevil looked at Luna flabbergasted.
“Alright what have you done to her Slytherin? A mind potion? Or curse?” asked the Gryffindor.
“She has done nothing to me. However, I can tell she wants to hurt you.” Luna spoke again.
“We’ll see about that. Flippindo!” Nevil tried to cast the knockback jinx but nothing happened, he had pronounced it wrong. Now it was time for (Y/n) to laugh. A cold, terrifying laugh that chilled Nevil’s blood as he shook in fear.
“You think you can tell me what to do, ME? The Slytherin Princess, without knowing how to cast the simple knockback jinx?” (Y/n)’s voice was cold and void of any emotion. Nevil trembled in fear. But it wasn’t (Y/n) that took the step forward. Luna stepped forward intent on delivering a sharp attack to the boy’s face. But a hand shot from behind her and grabbed her arm just as her clenched fist was inches from Nevil’s nose. There was a snapping noise and a flash of light as the other Gryffindor’s camera went off. The other three looked at him as he beamed at his camera.
“This will be gold for a Hogwarts newsletter” he exclaimed before scurrying off at the sight of (Y/n)’s glare. (Y/n) returned her attention to the cowering Nevil who was now in a fetal position in the snow.
“Come on Luna. Let’s get back.” She said, Luna nodded happily and the pair walked away hand in hand back to Hogwarts.
(Y/n) was sitting at her Prefect’s table in the library, a caldron bubbling in front of her. Beside the Slytherin Princess was a metal tray of various hair samples and beyond that, a test tube rack holding several empty crystal vials. (Y/n) was finally starting her Polyjuice potion, intent on using it with several other Slytherins for some fun at the end of the year. (Y/n) hummed quietly to herself as other students walked past with their books. (Y/n) paid them no mind as she added the powdered Bicorn horn to her concoction. Then (Y/n) noticed a pair of boots in her peripheral vision before the owner of the boots gave an exaggerated cough. (Y/n) looked up from the bubbling blue surface of her potion and saw her most dreaded nightmare, Hermione Granger. (Y/n) groaned in annoyance.
“What do you want, Granger?” (Y/n) asked exasperated.
“I just came to tell you that you shouldn’t bother running for Head Girl” Said the annoying Mudblood. (Y/n) looked at the Gryffindor angrily.
“And why’s that?” Hermione smiled
“Because I’m running. And there’s no way the professors would be stupid enough to choose you over me” At Hermione’s words (Y/n) felt a fire in her stomach, she wanted to utterly destroy this girl. “So really, you should just go back to what you do best. Being an ass like your brother and the rest of Slytherin” A few other people in the library were watching the exchange now with unsure gazes. (Y/n) rose from her seat to her full height, towering over Hermione.
“Listen here, Granger. You can insult me all you like, that’s fine. But you insult my brother or my house again and I won’t care if I go to Azkaban for your disappearance.” Her voice a whisper so those in the library other than herself and Hermione wouldn’t hear. “The fact that you would go through all this trouble to tell me to stop, really suggests that you fear me Granger… Now, leave me!” (Y/n) said more loudly to make it seem like that was all she had said after she had stood up. Hermione let out a huff of superiority and turned on her heels and left the library.
The end of the school year was edging closer. Most of the Slytherins had gotten their marks back and were ecstatic to know that on a whole, the Slytherin house had the second-best average of test scores overall, next to Ravenclaw. (Y/n) and her Slytherin friends were outside the castle walls next to the Black Lake, as was most of the Hogwarts student body. People were relaxing all around. The Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs were feeding the Giant squid. Some Ravenclaws were doing extra-credit work, busy writing their essays in the warm sun. The Slytherins were gathered in a group with their pets all joyously laughing and joking as the older ones showed them some potions and fireworks. Crabbe and Goyle shot a huge firework that exploded brightly in the sky, despite the sun. The firework crackled to life as a giant slithering snake that coiled around before extinguishing itself in the Black Lake, showering Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs with water.
“Sorry!” (Y/n) called over before she erupted into a fit of laughter. (Y/n) brought out her Polyjuice potion and placed several vials into the ground. All the Slytherins looked on in wonder at what their Prefect had in store for them.
“Ladies and Boys of Slytherin. Today I present to you, a last hurrah before we see if Slytherin will have its first Head Student in over two-hundred years” (Y/n) spoke, there was curious murmurings around from the Slytherins and a few other students from Ravenclaw and Gryffindor looked over to watch. “I give you… Polyjuice Potion!” A gasp of surprise escaped the crowd. “Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and Pansy. Come up here and let’s have a game.” The four aforementioned Slytherins stood and grabbed a vial.
“Who are we gonna turn into to?” asked Pansy, looking at her vial curiously. (Y/n) smiled at her.
“No idea!” That got everyone’s attention “I mixed the vials around so much that I have no idea which is which.” (Y/n) grabbed the remaining vial “Bottoms up!” with a flick of her thumb, (Y/n) uncorked the vial and downed the contents.
The effects were immediate. First (Y/n)’s hair changed from straight blonde curtains to curly brown locks. Next her nose grew slightly wider and her eyes changed colour, she grew shorter in size and her bust shrunk a cup size. (Y/n) Malfoy was now Hermione Granger. (Y/n) looked around with a giggle as Crabbe turned into a skinny Hufflepuff boy, Goyle turned into Nevil, Pansy turned into Ron and Draco turned into Ginny Weasley. The Slytherins of all ages burst out in laughter, so did those watching. Draco looked down confused, he grabbed his new breasts and squeezed them.
“Huh, weird” he said, those around him laughed, Pansy was mortified.
“AHHH! GET HIM OUT OF ME!” she shrieked as she ran through the crowd gaining more bursts of laughter. Crabbe and Goyle poked each other’s faces in confusion. They really were quite dumb because Goyle somehow poked Crabbe in his eye. (Y/n) walked around as Hermione, strutting her stuff.
“Oh look at me. I’m Hermione Granger!” (Y/n) spoke with an unnaturally high voice, all people present, Gryffindors, Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs included laughed as she frolicked around. “I know everything! And don’t you forget it, or I’ll ramble on for hours and hours explaining why I’m better than you in every way!” This sent everyone overboard. Most people were now rolling over the green grass with laughter. “And yet with all my smarts I’ve fallen for Ron Weasley! I mean you’d think I would have known better but… NOPE!” More laughter before suddenly silence. (Y/n) looked around in confusion, everyone’s faces had gone extremely pale as they looked behind (Y/n).
The Slytherin Princess turned around slowly. And was relieved to see Professor Snape standing before her.
“And what is the meaning of this. Granger?” He asked coldly. (Y/n) smiled.
“Oh Professor Snape, it’s me (Y/n). Remember why I needed that Bicorn horn earlier?” The professor hummed at her words and held out his hand.
“The vial, now.” A young Slytherin, probably a second year, ran up and gave Snape the vial (Y/n) had drunk from. Snape held the crystal vial to his noise and sniffed. He nodded satisfied. “Carry on then, Miss Malfoy” he finished as he returned the vial and walked away with hands clasped in front of him, back to the castle. (Y/n) then restarted the fun by slapping Pansy who was looking down her pants at Ron’s junk.
After a few minutes of fun, there was a booming trumpet sound from the forest. Everyone’s heads swiveled around and saw the tops of trees moving as they were pushed aside by something big. (Y/n) stopped her frolicking in horror as a group of first year Gryffindors rushed out of the Forbidden Forest in terror.
“RUN!” They screamed but it was too late. The tree line burst open as a gigantic mammoth looking beast with black fur and golden tusks turned the trees to splinters with its charge. It blew a battle cry from its trunk before scratching the ground with its feet in preparation for another charge, straight at the castle. Luckily (Y/n) never left her room without her potions belt. (Y/n) started running to the giant, tower sized, mammoth as others ran from it. The Slytherin Princess grabbed and uncorked a yellow coloured vial and drank its contents. With a roar of challenge (Y/n) charged the beast with renewed energy, gained from the hyper strength potion she recently drank. The beast thundered towards the school, (Y/n) pumped her legs hard into the ground and she ran faster, the Slytherin saw that a first year Gryffindor was in the direct path of the Mammoth, frozen in shock.
“Shit” muttered (Y/n). With her now extremely powerful legs, (Y/n) jumped through the air, over the heads of retreating students. The mammoth was now only a dozen meters away from the boy. Luckily (Y/n) landed right in between the two and grabbed the pointed tips of the mammoth’s tusks and dg her feet into the ground. The beast’s momentum pushed her back but (Y/n)’s hyper strength was holding, her arms didn’t even falter as the she held the Beast at bay. (Y/n) looked behind her at the stunned Gryffindor who still hadn’t moved.
“RUN!” (Y/n) growled in a primal grunt. The Gryffindor scurried away in fear. (Y/n) shifted her gaze back to the mammoth who was also looking at her stunned. It tried to tug its tusks away but (Y/n) held firm. “Not yet big boy” (Y/n) muttered sadistically.
(Y/n) yanked on the tusks hard. The points broke off and the mammoth fell to the ground with a thud. (Y/n) threw the two three foot, golden, bone tusks to the ground as the mammoth stood shakily. It blew its trunk in (Y/n)’s face but its trumpet was cut short as (Y/n) gripped the flesh with her hands. The cry died in its throat. (Y/n)’s smile grew as she started spinning. Thanks to the hyper strength potion (Y/n) was able to spin the giant mammoth around like it was a baby. With little effort (Y/n) spun the beast around in a circle a few times before letting go and the wooly beast flew back, far into the Forbidden Forest. (Y/n) dusted her hands and smiled at a job well done.
The end of year feast was now in session. (Y/n) sat at her usual spot at the head of the Slytherin table, Draco on her left and Blaise on her right. The Slytherin Princess watched as her house mates ate joyously, but a sense of dread had cemented itself in (Y/n)’s heart. At the end of the feast, Dumbledore would announce the new head students. (Y/n) barely touched her food, instead she looked from the High Table with all the Heads of Houses and the Headmaster to Hermione who was smirking boastfully at her like she had already won. (Y/n)’s eyes fond Luna’s who wasn’t that far from her, Luna shamelessly made two circles with her fingers and mashed them together with a kiss in (Y/n)’s direction. (Y/n) blushed furiously at the gesture, but before she could retort Dumbledore stood from his chair and made his way to the podium to announce the end of year announcements.
“Attention please” he asked, the room fell into silence as the powerful wizard addressed the students. “It is that time of year again, where we say goodbye. Goodbye to those who taught us and those who learnt with us. Goodbye to those that will never return here as students. But it is also a time for recognition. Before I announce the House Cup winners, I will announce next year’s Head Boy and Head Girl.” (Y/n) shuffled in her seat. “Before I start I would like to say that it was very hard for me and my fellow professors to decide on only two Head Students. However, only two there can be. First the Head Boy. Congratulations to… Theodore Ghastly, Hufflepuff!” There was a tremendous eruption of cheering from the Hufflepuff table as a boy with short brown hair and round glasses made his way to the front beside Dumbledore where this year’s Head Students were waiting. Theodore took the Head Boy badge from his predecessor and pinned it to his yellow robes. Dumbledore smiled at the boy.
“Next the Head Girl. And I must say that all candidates were very worthy of the role. In any case next year’s Head Girl is… Hermione Granger, Gryffindor!” Another bout of tremendous cheering from the Gryffindor table as Hermione made her way to the high table. (Y/n) slumped in her seat with defeat, she banged her head on the table but clapped nonetheless as her rival accepted the award. But Professor McGonigal whispered something urgently in Dumbledore’s ear. “Oh well, in that case.” He mumbled. “Ahem, there seems to have been a mistake. Next year’s Head Girl is… (Y/n) Malfoy of Slytherin!” At this (Y/n)’s head rose abruptly in shock and the Slytherin table went ballistic, as did the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables while only a few Gryffindors clapped, the rest muttering about conspiracies. (Y/n) quickly made her way to the High Table and accepted the Head Girl bade from the old Head Girl, a girl from Ravenclaw, with grace and pinned it to her robes, standing beside Dumbledore. “Congratulations to our new Head Students.” Dumbledore finished. As (Y/n) made her way back to her seat, everyone was confused when she walked past it. Even Dumbledore stopped talking.
(Y/n) Malfoy, future Head Girl of Hogwarts walked past the head of Slytherin table over to the Ravenclaw table where a certain blonde was sitting. (Y/n) grasped Luna’s hands and hoisted the girl to her feet, where (Y/n) smashed her lips onto Luna’s who graciously accepted the kiss, flinging her arms around the older girl. The entire Great Hal was in a state of shock. Before Draco Malfoy stood and started clapping and whistling. Blaise and the other Slytherin’s followed his lead and soon the rest of the wizards and witches were cheering for the new couple. (Y/n) couldn’t remember the rest of the feast but later Draco said they won House Cup because of how (Y/n) stopped the mammoth.
The Slytherins partied that night like they had never partied before. Another feast had appeared in the common room and banners with the Malfoy crest hung from the dungeon roof. Everyone cheered as (Y/n) entered with Luna.
“To the Head Girl!” Draco shouted and there were more cheers, someone handed (y/n) a mug of Butterbeer and she was surprised to see it was Snape.
“Professor? I didn’t expect to see you here” (Y/n) exclaimed and Snape chuckled.
“I haven’t seen what is in that room ever, no one in over two-hundred years has” he replied pointing at the entrance to the Head Student’s quarters. “I wish to see what is inside”
“Well then, let’s open it up!” (Y/n) shouting and was encouraged with more cheers. The new Head Girl of Hogwarts waved her hand over the wall and one by one the bricks folded away as if they were made by paper. The room inside was ginormous. As if it was built for a king. A large, super king-sized four-poster bed was built in the middle of the back wall. A huge chemistry/potions station covered an entire wall. Huge opening windows showed the Black Lake and a section of non-opening windows showed under the water. A large desk the same size of Dumbledore’s was tucked away in the corner and the sides of the entrance that hadn’t folded way were enchanted so that whoever was inside could see into the common room as if nothing was there, but people couldn’t see inside. Emerald hilted swords lined the section of the wall behind the bed. Emerald coloured drapes were tied to the posts of the bed and, like the Prefect room, the cover of the bed was embroidered with the Slytherin Crest. A shield bearing the same crest hung directly above where (Y/n) would lay her head in a mountain of pillows. The Slytherins, Professor Snape and the one Ravenclaw looked around the room in awe. (Y/n) smiled as she dashed forward and jumped onto the bed, sinking into the soft, Griffin down mattress and pillows. It too two hours for Luna and (Y/n) to get people out of (Y/n)’s new room, even with Snape’s help. Now, with the entrance once again closed, Luna and (Y/n) laid together on the bed their arms and legs tangled together.
“Luna. I think I love you” (Y/n) said as she ran a manicured hand through Luna’s soft hair. Luna didn’t miss a beat.
“I believe I love you too (Y/n).” she said, the pair came together for a tender kiss. Soon however, Luna had to go as she needed to pack her bags for the morning. When she left a note blinked into exitance on (Y/n)’s desk. (Y/n) walked over and read the yellow parchment.
“Congratulations Slytherin.
I am extremely pleased that you have made Head Girl, (Y/n) Malfoy. You bring vast honor to Slytherin house.
~Salazar Slytherin.”
(Y/n) closed the note with a smile. She was about to head back to bed when the corner of her room slid away revealing a passage way. Feeling curious (Y/n) entered the dark corridor and followed it. The corridor must have been enchanted as (Y/n) had barely walked five steps when she was forced to open a hatch which led into a vast bathroom. The bathroom here was like that of the one for the Prefects. With a large pool and fountain dominating the space. Stained glass windows in the depictions of mermaids and snakes moved around lazily. The fountain in the middle of the pool shook as a large Basilisk statue rose into the center. In the four corners of the bubble covered pool were statues of the four house animals. A Snake, from which (Y/n) had entered from under, a Lion, Honey badger and Raven.
“The Head Girl’s bathroom” (Y/n) breathed in awe as she looked out across one of the windows near the edge of the pool to see all of Hogwarts grounds spread beneath her. The Slytherin Princess nodded to herself in pleasure. “Luna’s gonna love this”
(Y/n) and Luna stepped off the Hogwarts Express and (Y/n) marched the girl over to her parents, Draco trailing behind.
“(Y/n)” Lucius greeted coldly “Who is this girl?”
“Dad, this is my girlfriend. Luna Lovegood.” (Y/n) stated strongly, not backing down. Lucius looked Luna up and down.
“I suppose. What with the way you became Head Girl. That I will allow it.” (Y/n) smiled but Luna frowned.
“So if she hadn’t become Head Girl you wouldn’t have allowed us? That doesn’t seem very fatherly to me” Luna spoke, (Y/n) looked at her in fear as her eyes darted between her lover and her father.
“Excuse me?” Lucius wasn’t used to those he saw beneath him talking to him.
“I said, if she hadn’t become Head Girl you wouldn’t have allowed us? That doesn’t seem very fatherly to me” Lucius growled at Luna.
“Listen here girl, I have half a mind to make sure you live on the streets!” Lucius whisper threateningly and this time (Y/n) stepped in. She stepped in between her father and Luna.
“I won’t let you do that father. I won’t have you threatening my girlfriend” She said, confidence clear in her voice. Lucius looked at his daughter, his wife and son watching the trio with anxious expressions.
“Fine” was all the current head of the Malfoy family said. And with that, the Malfoys and one Lovegood travelled to Malfoy Manor and as the sun set on the horizon, Luna and (Y/n) cuddled together clothes off, making out furiously. After their kissing session Luna smiled at (Y/n).
“Looks like the Slytherin Princess has become the Slytherin Queen” she stated. (Y/n) placed a sweet kiss to Luna’s nose tip.
“Only if you’ll be my queen”
