Andromeda Malfoy: Harry Potter Fanfic

Quidditch 1992

Andromeda's POV

It's been a week since the writing on the wall appeared and there have been no other attacks. Hermione got Draco's letter and we agreed to keep it between the three of us. Now Draco ignores her whenever I'm hanging out with her. But it's time for the first match of the year. Slytherin vs Gryffindor and I'm sitting my fellow Slytherins as Draco and my father is here to watch the match. He has invited me to sit with him.

"So how are your lessons going?" he asks as we walk towards the pitch.

"Like you haven't already spoken to Professor Snape about Draco and my grades. I'm doing very well" I state.

"Yet, a mudblood beats you in some classes" he sneers.

"She does not beat me, we tie" I correct him.

"Not good enough" he tells me "If you don't surpass her in more then half your classes, you'll be going to a different school. Is that understood?" he demands.

"Yes father" I say solemnly. We sit down in one of the high boxes. We are surrounded by professors and some other parents. Soon all the stands are full.

Both teams walk onto the pitch. Madam Hooch asked Flint and Wood to shake hands. Which they did, giving each other threatening stares and gripping rather harder than was necessary. "On my whistle; three, two ,one"she says and blows her whistle.

With a roar from the crowd to speed them upward, the fourteen players rose toward the leaden sky. Harry flew higher than any of them, squinting around for the Snitch. "Alright there scar head?!" Draco yells as Harry.

Harry had no time to reply. At that very moment, a heavy black Bludger came pelting toward him. He avoided it so narrowly that he felt it ruffle his hair as it passed. "Close one, Harry!" George shouts. As he passes him heading towards the bludger.

George give the Bludger a powerful whack in the direction of Adrian Pucey. But the Bludger changed direction in midair and shot straight for Harry again. Who dropped quickly to avoid it, and George managed to hit it hard toward Malfoy. Once again, the Bludger swerved like a boomerang and shot at Harry's head.

"That's not normal, someone has jinxed the bludger" I state.

"You sound worried" Father says eyeing me.

"I'm not, but it's not really fair. Is it?" I ask him. "Do you really want Draco to win his first match because of a jinxed bludger?" I ask. As Harry put on a burst of speed and zoomed toward the other end of the pitch.

Fred Weasley was waiting for the Bludger at the other end. Harry ducked as Fred swung at the Bludger with all his might; the Bludger was knocked off course. "Gotcha!" Fred yells happily, but he was wrong. As though it was magnetically attracted to Harry, the Bludger pelted after him once more and Harry was forced to fly off at full speed.

It starts to rain and I place a charm on myself to repel water. I listen to Lee Jordan and find out it's sixty to zero Slytherin. The Slytherins' superior brooms were clearly doing their jobs. Meanwhile the mad Bludger was doing all it could to knock Harry out of the air. Fred and George were now flying so close to Harry on either side. There's no wayHarry could search for the snitch at all, let alone catch it.

Oliver calls a 'Time out'. Madam Hooch's whistle rang out and Harry, Fred, and George dived for the ground, still trying to avoid the mad Bludger. If only I had my wand, maybe I could un-jinx that bludger.

"Slytherin is doing well, hopefully your brother will catch the snitch before Gryffindor can even score a single goal" Father says smugly.

"Knowing Harry, he'll tel the beaters to leave him alone to deal with the rogue Bludger. Stupid, but so gryffindor" I tell him.

"Sounds like something a Gryffindor would do" he sneers. The match resumes. "You were right" he says as the Weasley twins leave Harry to deal with the rogue bludger alone. Good luck Harry I think in my head.

"Training for the ballet, Potter!" Draco shouts. As Harry was forced to do a stupid kind of twirl in midair to dodge the Bludger. He fled, the Bludger trailing a few feet behind him; and then, glaring back at Draco. Before freezing and I take out my binoculars to see the snitch hovering inches above Draco's left air. I smirk.

For an agonizing moment, Harry hung in midair and Wham! He had stayed still a second too long. The Bludger had hit him at last, smashed into his elbow. He slid sideways on his rain drenched broom, one knee still crooked over it. His right arm dangling useless at his side the Bludger came pelting back for a second attack. This time zooming at his face Harry swerved out of the way.

He then headed straight for Draco. "What the..." Draco gasps. Harry took his remaining hand off his broom and made a wild snatch. But was now only gripping the broom with his legs, and there was a yell from the crowd. As he headed straight for the ground.

With a splattering thud he hit the mud and rolled off his broom. His arm was hanging at a very strange angle. "Harry Potter has caught the snitch! Gryffindor wins!" Lee shouts and the crowd roars their approval.  The majority of the Gryffindor team gather around Harry and Lockhart runs towards them.

Meanwhile Fred and George Weasley, wrestling the rogue Bludger into a box. It was still putting up a terrific fight. Marcus Flint yelling at Draco. Something about having the Snitch on top of his head and not noticing. Draco and Father don't look too happy.

Hermione and Ron took Harry away from the pitch. The Gryffindor team followed. No doubt going to the hospital wing.

"I have to go do some homework father, please give mum a hug for me" I tell him. Then left and hurried back to the castle. I go to the hospital wing.

To hear Madame Pomfrey say "This boy needs rest, he's got thirty-three bones to regrow! Out! OUT!" Hermione, Ron and the gryffindor team exit the hospital wing.

"Hey Andy" Hermione says with a smile.

"Is Harry ok?" I ask her.

"Yes, but he has to stay for the night" she states. "I was going to go study, care to join?" she asks. I nod my head. We say goodbye to the others and go to our usual dark corner of the library to study. "Do you know who jinxed that bludger?" she asks me.

"No idea, but I'm sure the professors will fix it before the next match. As well as beef up security to the Quidditch supply shed" I tell her. She nods her head in agreement and we start to do our homework.

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Picture above of Draco in his quidditch uniform and picture on the external link of Lucius Malfoy.