The Untold Story (Draco Malfoy X Oc)

Chapter Nineteen

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Hermione was now refusing to speak to Harry and Ron, but she was such a bossy know-it-all that I'm sure they saw this as an added bonus. All they really wanted now was a way of getting back at Malfoy, and to their great delight, just such a thing arrived in the mail about a week later.

As the owls flooded into the Great Hall as usual, my attention was caught at once by a long, thin package carried by six large screech owls.

I'm just as interested as everyone else to see what was in this large parcel, and I was amazed when the owls soared down and dropped it right in front of Harry, knocking his bacon to the floor. They had hardly fluttered out of the way when another owl dropped a letter on top of the parcel.

I see Harry rip open the letter first, which was lucky, because it said:

DO NOT OPEN THE PARCEL AT THE TABLE.
It contains your new Nimbus Two Thousand, but I don't want everybody knowing you've got a broomstick or they'll all want one. Oliver Wood will meet you tonight on the Quidditch field at seven o'clock for your first training session. Professor McGonagall

Harry had difficulty hiding his glee as he handed the note to Ron to read.
"A Nimbus Two Thousand!" Ron moaned enviously. "I've never even touched one."
"And I'm not interested to touch one." I said uninterested.

We left the hall quickly, as Ron and Harry wants to unwrap the broomstick in private before their first class, but halfway across the entrance hall they found the way upstairs barred by Crabbe and Goyle.

I grinned and gone towards Draco specifically his bag, before I could take the chocolate out, he turned to me handing me the chocolate bar himself "don't Steal it dumbwit, I'll give you myself."

I look at him surprised from this change of heart, but who cares I'm getting sweets without struggle. "Thank you!" I unwrapped the chocolate munching on it happily.

Malfoy stepped towards Harry, and seized the package from him and feeling it. "That's a broomstick," he said, throwing it back to Harry with a mixture of jealouy and spite on his face. "You'll be in for it this time, Potter, first years aren't allowed them."

I could see Ron couldn't resist it. "It's not any old broomstick," he said, "it's a Nimbus Two Thousand. What did you say you've got at home, Malfoy, a Comet Two Sixty?" Ron grinned at Harry. "Comets look flashy, but they're not in the same league as the Nimbus."

"What would you know about it, Weasley, you couldn't afford half the handle," Malfoy snapped back. "I suppose you and your brothers have to save up twig by twig."

I just ignored them, i have already learned my lesson to not poke my nose where I don't belong. Munching on my chocolate which is already have done, i noticed professor flitwick approaching us.

Before Ron could answer, Professor Flitwick appeared at Malfoy's elbow.
"Not arguing, I hope, boys?" he squeaked. Nah they are flirting I thought internally.

"Potter's been sent a broomstick, Professor," said Malfoy quickly.

"Yes, yes, that's right," said Professor Flitwick, beaming at Harry and glancing at my munching figure "Professor McGonagall told me all about the special circumstances, Potter. And what model is it?"