A vigilante Weasley

Snow and quidditch

I woke up to a scrumptious aroma of baked goods lingering across the room. Slowly, I tilted my head up and examined the room I was in. From the floral bedding and the rich silk pillows which in turn made a fool of my old twin sized bed filled with hand-made knitted pillows and blankets. To the gigantic wardrobe packed with clothes I had only dreamed of wearing.

There was no easy way to say it...

The Malfoy's were bloody rich

I slowly got up, getting ready and making my way to the dining room. Of course, it took me a good ten minutes to find the dining room... this place was big.

As I entered the room, I was surprised to see that Draco and Mattheo were already up, devouring the food like pigs.

" Hey ", I greeted, hitting their heads as I walked past them.

" Hello ", they replied with mouths full of food.

" Good morning dear ", Mrs. Malfoy greeted me cheerfully. " Did you sleep well last night? "

" Yes, very much! ", I replied. " Thanks again for having me Mrs. Malfoy ".

" Oh it's nothing ", she told me earnestly " And please...call me Narcissa, everybody does. "

" Alright Narcissa, if you insist ", I obliged, eying the food, so much food, it could be mistaken for a feast. " You didn't have to make all of this, it looks delicious ".

" You're too sweet dear, the house elves made it, Draco why can't you be so well behaved? "

The woman asked, eying her son with a scolding look, accompanied by a hint of playfulness.

Draco stared at her for a moment before smirking and saying " It's delicious mom ". However once Narcissa left the room, he was quick to turn to me.

" Suck up ", he mouthed.

" I'm too sweet ", I mouthed back cheekily and Mattheo snorted.

" Come on ", he said once we were all done eating. " Let's play some quidditch ".

" You need a court to play quidditch ", I said knowingly.

" We have a court ", Draco said back.

silence

" Get outta here.."

I gawked at the humongous court for a good five minutes. " Y-you, c-can I live here? "

They chuckled and we began playing. Of course we were three people, contrary to the usual team of seven. So it was really more everyone was playing seeker/keeper/beater/chaser.

We played until the sky turned from a light blue to night starry sky. Like a black canvas splattered with white paint.

" Come on guys, it's getting late ", Mattheo said.

" What is this I see ", I fake gasp, " Mattheo Riddle being responsible? With good judgment? " I say, really exaggerating the disbelief. " The world is ending! "

" Oh shut it ", he says, rolling his eyes and turning around.

" Hey wait! "

He turns around, only to be hit by a giant snowball in his face.

I laugh.

" OH, you are sooo on! ", he exclaims, running at me with extreme speed and a handful of snow.

I take off and soon we're running around the court, dodging snowballs.

Pretty soon he has me. His hand around me by my back, holding a snowball threateningly above my face.

" I surrender! I surrender ", I say laughing.

" You sure ", he says.

" Positive ", I say popping the p.

" Alright ", he says, putting his hand down and at the last moment throwing the snowball at my face.

Betrayal

I gasp and pull his arm and we're both down on the icy floor. Covered in snow and laughing.

I was freezing and although a part of me wanted to kill Riddle. Another was having the time of my life.