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After class Y/N looked angry. Probably because of the new Professor. "Y/N how could you not like him! He's a dreamboat." "Hermione no offense but a person who is idiotic and only cares about himself is not my type." Hermione glared down.
Ron was behind us while walking. He was starring at Hermione. We finally walked to the Quidditch pitch.
"I spent the summer devising a whole new Quidditch program. We are gonna train earlier, harder, and longer. What-" Oliver was interrupted by Flint. Flint was the Slytherin keeper. And they came to the Quidditch field when they know it was reserved for the Gryffindors.
"Easy, Wood. I've got a note." Flint said giving wood a piece of paper. Oliver read it aloud " I, Professor Severus Snape, do hereby give the Slytherin team permission to practice today, owing to the need to train their new Seeker." You've got a new Seeker. Who?" All of us looked to see Malfoy "Malfoy?" Was all that came out of my mouth
"That's right. And that's not all that new this year." Malfoy carried a broom. That was rare and Y/N spoke up. "Those are Nimbus Two Thousand and Ones! How did you get those?" Ron and Y/N said
"A gift from Draco's father."
"You see Weasley, unlike some, my father can afford the best."
Hermione came up in Malfoy's face
"At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got it on pure talent." Hermione said
"No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood!" Draco yelled out. I saw Y/N gasped. Hermione looked at Malfoy. I saw Y/N comforting Hermione. "That's it Eat Slugs!" Ron shouted pointing his wand at Malfoy. Because of his wand, the spell didn't work.
Ron fell to the ground and started coughing and choking. "You okay, Ron? Say something!" The girls said
"Ooh! Ugh! Yech!" Everyone said
Then a flash. It was Colin. "Harry, Y/N can you turn him around."
I picked up Ron and the girls followed us. We walked to Hagrid's Hut. And placed Ron on a chair and gave him a bucket. "Wo, this calls for a specialist's equipment. Nothin' to do but wait it stops, I'm afraid." Hagrid said
"Blech!" Y/N backed away from Ron and sat next to me. "Better out than in. Who's Ron tryin' to curse, anyway?" "Malfoy," Y/N said
"Malfoy. He called Hermione, ...um, well, I don't- I don't know exactly what it means." I said
"He called me a Mudblood." "He did not!" Hagrid said
I spoke up "what's a mudblood?" I asked Y/N gave a description "It means "dirty blood." Mudblood's a really foul name for someone who is Muggle-born. Someone with non-magic parents. Someone like Hermione. It's not a term one usually hears in civilized conversation." She said in a soft voice
"See, the thing is, Harry, there're some wizards, like the Malfoy family, who think they're better'n everyone else because they're what people call "pure blood. Like Y/N she's a "pure blood"
I looked at her she seemed disappointed. While I was looking at her I spoke "That's horrible!" "That's Disgusting! BLECH!"
"And it's codswallop, to boot. "Dirty blood." Why there isn't a wizard alive today that's not half-blood or less. More to the point, they've yet to think of a spell that our Hermione can't do. Come here... Don't you think about it, Hermione. Don't you think on it for one minute... eh?"
