Slytherin Pride

The quidditch shop

Mione's POV
As we walked down the street gin seemed to lift her spirits. She seemed more enthusiastic and joined in on all of my stupid puns. But she wasn't at her highest yet. I had spoken to soon. Right after we turned the corner and onto the main road she spotted the Quidditch store. I groaned as she jumped in the air. "Oh mione...how much longer before we meet Ron?!" I checked my invisible watch. "I don't know, you try to look at it." And turned my wrist towards her with a smirk. She rolled her eyes. "You could've just said, 'oh I don't know because I don't have a watch on' instead of being a sarcastic asshole." I was a little surprised. I made a disgusted scoff. "Malfoy's teaching you bad habits." She shrugged. "I'm ok with that." Was all she said before tugging me along towards the Quidditch store. The outside was decorated with all of the house colors but I smirked as I studied the colors. Almost half of the colors were red and gold leaving Slytherin with another fourth and Ravenclaw the bigger portion of the last fourth. "What's with the smirk that hardly a smirk at all?" I blushed but pointed. "It looks like we dominated the colors on the Quidditch sign." Ginny nodded with a proud nod. Then she tugged me inside "Quality Quidditch Supplies, a smaller version" the lights seemed to dim as Ginny stepped through the entrance. I was slightly awed. Nothing beats books. Not by a long shot, but these flying snitches and house banners strung across the wall made me want to watch a Quidditch game. With a book of course. Ginny looked left then right then whispered. "We'll start to the left curve around look at the brooms in the back and come up the right side." Her very clear path made me a little dazed but she didn't wait for me to nod she walked ahead looking at all of the gloves and grips for brooms. "Mione...these grips are dragon hide...illegal...oh they were made a year ago. That's why. It wasn't illegal back then." I was about to nod and reply but she just walked on. I shrugged and huffed as I walked. The she came around the bend and stopped dead in her tracks. I did too. Partly because I would've crashed into an idle if I didn't but I was also a little amazed. It was broom heaven. And it looked like gin was about to collapse on the ground to worship it. I held her as she looked from left to right then up and down. "Gin, calm yourself. No ones going to run past and snatch every broom away from you. It's ok. Shh. Work on breathing. That's the most important thing. But standing and not crossing your eyes would make you look less like your special needs." she glared at me. "Your almost as bad as Draco. Just so you know, Mione." I smiled and shrugged. But emitted a small yelp as gin scrambled forward. "No, fucking, way." I looked at the broom she was looking at. Nothing special. "Uh...what is it?" Gin spun around. "You don't know what this is?! I thought you read books?!" I nodded. "I do. A lot actually. But not usually on sports I'm not interested in." She rolled her eyes. "Get ready for a lecture smart ass. This here is the 20008 and it has a four HD handle with wood marking growing to the left instead of to the right. That means it's a collectable because only 0005% of all trees grow like that. Making it also extremely rare. Plus the bristles are micro air catchers. Making each of the bristles have its own little engine to propel the broom along at almost double the speed that it would go without them. But even without the bristle thrust power this broom can fly almost 8 times faster than a clean sweep 7. But only half as fast as a fire bolt. And that's only when you a skilled player with the ability to pressure the broom forward. Oh and built in grips with air sold textures so your cloves won't stick to the handle. that's only a summary. But I just thought you'd like to be informed." I shook my head to clear my thoughts. I sat through a ten minute lecture of something that made zero sense. I just nodded bored out of my mind. Then a thought sprang into my mind. 'this is how Ron feels all the time in class. I couldn't imagine. Poor him' Ginny was staring the broom. "Well, get it. What are you waiting for? Buy it! You sound so informative. But it'd be better if you owned it." She shook her head. "No! Do I look like Harry Potter to you over here?! I would have to bank riot my whole family to afford that. Look, the price is 600 galleons Mione. That's even a lot for the boy who lived. I couldn't." I swallowed hard. "Oh...I'm sorry. I didn't realize...anything else? that you need I mean.." She nodded a little a snatched a pair of cheep gloves off the rack and paid for them rapidly wiping her eyes. I sighed and then scratched the name of the broom onto my arm with my quill and ink as gin started to walk towards the front of the store.
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