Malfoy | Draco Malfoy [Book1](Unedited!)

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The Quidditch practice was already underway, I could see few people gathered around the pitch, most of them seem to be cheering or yelling at who ever had the possession of the Quaffle, I turn around to look at William as we walk to the spot where we could watch the game in full view.

It's quite really entertaining when you have some popcorn—as William had provided.

"you know I kinda wish we could watch Gryffindor play instead—I mean just look at how they're dominating them" William says as he glances over at the game for a moment then turns back at me, "you're not bored, right?" he asks me, which I immediately respond with a shake of my head.

"you know to be honest I actually find this kinda enjoyable— it's entertaining," I admit as I munch the popcorn from my hand, "I kinda wish I was playing though" I look over at the players as they get the Quaffle back and then they all start flying at the direction of the other end of the pitch.

The Slytherin's were the next to practice with Hufflepuff. even the practice seems like a real match, but no one gets hurt in practice that's the difference. different houses practices individually, and next was Slytherin and that saying, Malfoy would be here.

In the next minute, the players stop flying and the Slytherin team players walk onto the field, they looked all focused and serious. Malfoy is standing with the other players, his body language seems different from what I've seen from him before.

The captain of the team— Malfoy ofcourse. I saw him give few instructions to his teammates, before they all took thier positions, fleeing up in the sky. My eyes were stil stuck on Malfoy even though his weren't anywhere near mine.

"Still can't believe he's the one leading the Slytherin team," William grumbled as soon as he sees Malfoy, I snap my eyes away from Malfoy and look at William making a face towards him.

I shrug awkwardly, if he knew I kissed Malfoy yesterday, he will freak out— I freaked out too.

"we're just here to watch the practice, not him" I say trying to change the subject

"still can't get over how he ended up as the team's captain," William sighs as we're watching the Slytherin team flying above us, he couldn't take his eyes off Malfoy, it was still bothering him.

"you know at first I thought it was really weird, but if you think about it, who else is a better candidate? he's a brilliant player and very talented—I mean did you see how he led our team last year? and besides, it's better him than someone like Crabbe or Goyle right?" I respond to him.

"I know, but still, it's him—who would guess that he'd be a good sport player? he's just too full of himself, do you really want someone like him leading your team?" William responded, the Slytherin team was passing the quaffle to each other so fast one could barely see the ball.

"Well he is talented so that's one thing," I say as I start to realize I'm actually defending Malfoy and I'm not happy about it.

"He may be talented—but he's still Malfoy, he's still going to have that ego" William sighs and looks back at the field when I look at him again he's staring at Malfoy as if he's trying to figure something out.

"let's just enjoy the game now," I shrug, nudging him with my shoulder

he laughs "you're right, it's a pointless argument" he sighs, but he still seems pretty irritated by the fact that Malfoy is the team captain.

I look at the field again where the Slytherin team players are flying around in circles chasing the quaffle to take possession, their passes seemed to be perfect from every angle, it's quite impressive.