[✓] 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲. draco malfoy

38| New Year's

''𝙒𝙤𝙖𝙝, 𝙬𝙤𝙖𝙝. 𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙨 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧!''

''𝗡𝗼! 𝗗𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂! 𝗡𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱.'' 

All eight of us were outside playing at a nearby Basketball court, playing four vs. four. Malfoy, Marcus, Blaise and Theo were on one team while Parkinson, Daphne, Stan and I were on the other. It surprised me how well Stan could actually play muggle sports. 

Marcus was currently complaining about how I kept getting past Blaise and shooting the ball into the hoop, which always ended up in the girl's and Stan cheering while the rest of the boys had shrunk in their spots. It was a funny sight to see Marcus not being good at a sport for once. 

''Malfoy, you guard Granger this time.'' Marcus switched the spots, making Malfoy and Blaise switch positions across the court. Stan had the ball right now and was looking for an opening. Parkinson made her way around Theo, so Stan passed the ball under Marcus' arm and over to the girl. 

Malfoy glared at me so I glared back, before giving him a small smile and quickly replacing myself in his spot to grab the ball when Parkinson had passed it to me. Malfoy hadn't done anything for a quick second, only coming back when I had lightly pushed him to the side and shot the ball, making it fall into the hoop. 

''That's game!'' Stan shouted, his arms in the air. ''The score was 40-34. We won.'' Our team cheered, basking in the victory against the whole other team of boys. 

''Looks like you can't be the best at everything, can you, Flint?'' I teased the boy, he gave me a smirk in return as he chewed on his bottom lip a little at the same time. 

''We'll see about that, Muggle.'' 

''Yes we will.'' I smiled teasingly, before turning around and walking back to the benches to grab the small duffle bag I had brought. ''We should head back to the penthouse. I'm tired and hungry.'' I complained the smallest amount, throwing my bag over my shoulder. 

The rest had followed my actions with words of agreement, before we all left the court to make our way back to the penthouse. We've been in New York for about two days now and we're planning to leave tomorrow morning, so that we can get there in time for school. It sometimes makes me wonder what the trio are doing, or the rest of my Gryffindor friends. 

They surely aren't having as much fun as we've been having though, that's for sure. During this trip, I seen the craziest things happen. I've had to basically teach them everything there is to know about the Muggle World, it's like talking to kindergarteners. Though, it was a little amusing to see them asking questions about if the fridge light ever turned off. 

Sometimes they'd wonder why the framed pictures never moved, before I told them that pictures don't move in the Muggle World. They've seemed relaxed through this trip, not having to worry about anything, I even think Parkinson is enjoying it. Malfoy has been a little grumpy since the night of Truth or Dare when he came back through the front door of the penthouse.