"Ah, another Malfoy," the hat sounded amused. "You are not what you seem, or what your family and peers see, are you? Your heart is double. A Malfoy in name, but your true lineage is hazy, which makes you quite tricky to place. You would do well in...
It takes another step towards us and Hermione and I both shriek. We both run into the stall, which doesn't last long as the trolls club swung at the line of wooden stalls, shattering them. Pieces of wood fly everywhere.
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"Ally," Hermione grabs my arm and together we make a break for the sinks which we both crouch under.
They didn't offer any protection in the slightest.
Harry and Ron soon appear and I couldn't be happier seeing them both. They both start lobbing bits of broken wood at the troll, which has absolutely no effect.
"Hey, pea brain!" Ron shouts at it.
I'm not sure what insulting the troll will do, but it earns the trolls attention.
Harry withdraws his wand from his robes and runs at the troll, taking hold of its club and he's hoisted into the air. Soon, he's on its shoulders, and the troll starts ragging him about until Harry shoves his wand up its nostril.
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Hermione and I both scrunch up our noses in mild disgust, but for a moment it dazes the troll. The troll eventually took Harry by the ankle and dangled him upside down, and as it was about to hit Harry with the club Ron took out his wand.
Somehow, Hermione knew what he was about to do. "Swish and flick!" She yelled.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" The club escaped the trolls grasp as it was about to swing at Harry, and it rose up in the air until Ron let it go.
The club collided with the trolls head and it began to wobble before crashing to the ground, Harry managed to crawl out of the way in time. Hermione and I both got to our feet and we all carefully approached it.
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"Is it dead?" Hermione asks.
"I don't think so, Mione. Most likely, it's just knocked out," I tell her, feeling it's breath around my ankles, and I take an automatic step back.
Harry quickly takes back his wand from the trolls nostril and wipes it clean with his robes. Just then, McGonagall, Snape, and Quirrell all rush in. They take a look at the scene before them and soon start asking questions.
For whatever reason, Hermione tells them that she went looking for the troll and thought she could handle it. She explains that Harry, Ron, and I found her and helped. McGonagall deducts five points from their house.
We all left and I went back to Slytherin's common room, and when I reached the dungeons I muttered the password. I'd walked into an argument between Theo, Draco, and our house prefect. Theo and Draco were both insisting to be let out so that they could go find me.
"Boys, I'm right here," I say calmly.
Draco's eyes dart towards me and takes in my look of disarray. "What happened?"
"The troll found its way into the girls bathroom," I shrug. "I was in there with Hermione, if it wasn't for Ron and Harry, I don't know what might have happened!"
Draco looks as though he was about to argue with me, but the look I send him forces him to clamp his mouth shut.
"Now, I'm going to bed before I get a headache," I tell them.
***
The next morning, before most students were up, I went down to the Great Hall and pour myself a goblet of pumpkin juice and take a sip.
Flint had found me just before I had reached my dorm and asked that I be up early for Quidditch practice before our game against Gryffindor tomorrow.
***
I eat as much breakfast as I can take before going to change into my Quidditch robes. The noise from the stands was like an eruption. We mount our brooms and fly out, as the commentator Lee Jordan, introduces us.
"Hello, and welcome to Hogwarts's first Quidditch game of the season! Today's game: Slytherin versus Gryffindor!"
More cheers erupted and all the players take our positions. I'm not able to pay much attention once the quaffle is released as I'm keeping an eye out for the golden snitch. It's almost impossible to see, and terrible quick.
Harry notices it a second after I do and he's behind me, I change my direction which throws Harry off and dive down still chasing the snitch.
In a random turn Harry was just about to make a grab for the snitch when the bludger comes out of nowhere and barrels right into his stomach, winding him. I cringe, but take this moment to do a quick manoeuvre and I take possession of the snitch.
Hooch blew on the whistle and yells, "Slytherin wins!"
The moment I reach the ground, I take off towards Harry to make sure he was alright. Celebrating with my team could wait until I knew that Harry was okay.
