laws and his ridiculous Muggle Protection Act should be scrapped immediately.'
Mr Weasley was unavailable for comment, although his wife told reporters to clear off or she'd set the family ghoul on them.
'Well?' said Malfoy impatiently, as Harry handed the cutting back to him. 'Don't you think it's funny?'
'Ha, ha,' said Harry bleakly.
'Arthur Weasley loves Muggles so much he should snap his wand in half and go and join them,' said Malfoy scornfully. 'You'd never know the Weasleys were pure-bloods, the way they behave.'
Ron's – or rather, Crabbe's – face was contorted with fury. 'What's up with you, Crabbe?' snapped Malfoy.
'Stomach ache,' Ron grunted.
'Well, go up to the hospital wing and give all those Mudbloods a kick from me,' said Malfoy, snickering. 'You know, I'm surprised the Daily Prophet hasn't reported all these attacks yet,' he went on thoughtfully. 'I suppose Dumbledore's trying to hush it all up. He'll be sacked if it doesn't stop soon. Father's always said Dumbledore's the worst thing that's ever happened to this place. He loves Muggle-borns. A decent Headmaster would never've let slime like that Creevey in.'
Malfoy started taking pictures with an imaginary camera and did a cruel but accurate impression of Colin: 'Potter, can I have your picture, Potter? Can I have your autograph? Can I lick your shoes, please, Potter?'
Amelia laughed. 'Oh, Draco you are so funny!' she wanted to punch herself for just saying that. Well, it wasn't known around the school all the Slytheins knew that Draco was a good mick and even quite funny though his jokes and pranks were often mean.
He dropped his hands and looked at Harry and Ron.
'What's the matter with you two?'
Far too late, Harry and Ron forced themselves to laugh, but Malfoy seemed satisfied; perhaps Crabbe and Goyle were always slow on the uptake.
'Saint Potter, the Mudbloods' friend,' said Malfoy slowly. 'He's another one with no proper wizard feeling, or he wouldn't go around with that jumped-up Granger Mudblood. And people think he's Slytherin's heir!'
Harry, Ron, and Amelia waited with bated breath: Malfoy was surely seconds away from telling them it was him. But then –
'I wish I knew who it is,' said Malfoy petulantly. 'I could help them.'
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Amelia Potter and the Chamber of Secrets PART 1
FanfictionPlease read my first book, Amelia Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. PART 1 and PART 2 first or none of the following will make sense. Thank you. This story is marked CREATIVE COMMONS ATTRIBUTION not becouse I wish for people to rewrite my work but b...