The Night We Met

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"I spent the summer devising a whole new quidditch program," Wood said to the team as they walked towards the court, "We're going to train earlier, harder and longer. Wha--? I don't believe it,"

He walked up to the Slytherin team who was similarly approaching the court, "Where do you think you're going Flint?"

"Quidditch Practise," Flint explained.

"I booked the pitch for Gryffindor today," Wood said flatly.

"Easy Wood, I've got a note,"

Wood took it from him and read it.

"Uh oh, I smell trouble," Ron said to Hermione and Y/n as they watched them. They got up and they made their way towards the group.

"I Professor Severus Snape," Wood read, "Do hereby give the Slytherin team permission to practice today, owing to the need to train their new seeker,"

The Slytherin beater side-eyed the Gryffindors stood by them. Y/n looked up, making a face.

"You've got a new seeker, who?"

Malfoy stepped forward cockily.

"I can see the need to train him," Y/n sighed.

"Well not with these shiny things," Malfoy held up his broom to her face, smugly.

"Those are Nimbus 2001s," Ron remarked in shock, "How did you get those?"

"A gift from Draco's father," Flint replied.

"You see Weasley, unlike some, my father can afford the best," Malfoy bragged.

"At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in," Hermione argued, "They got in on pure talent,"

"No one asked your opinion," Malfoy stepped forward, "You filthy little mudblood,"

Hermione glared.

Y/n looked like she was about to slap him.

Harry was confused.

"You'll pay for that one Malfoy," Ron whipped out his broken wand, "Eat slugs!"

The jinx counter-worked its way onto Ron, and he flew back with a jet of green.

The Gryffindor team and the two girls sprinted over to where he lay.

Y/n saw from the corner of er eye, Daniel getting up from his friends to see what was happening.

"Are you alright Ron?" Hermione asked.

He threw up a slug onto the ground, causing a chorus of yucks around him.

"What happened?" Daniel asked.

"His wand's broken," Y/n explained, "His spell backfired,"

"And who exactly was that meant for?" Daniel chuckled.

"The blonde seeker over there, called Granger the m-slur," Wood nodded his head.

"Oh yeah," Daniel stood tall and walked towards the group of sniggering Slytherins, "We'll see about that,"

"Daniel," Wood warned, "Don't do anything stupid,"

Daniel rolled his eyes and proceeded to walk threateningly up to the Slytherin team.

"Get him to Hagrid, he'll know what to do," Harry said.

"I'll catch up with you in a sec," Y/n nodded to her three friends and walked up to her brother.

"So you think it's cool to let your seekers say slurs Flint?" Daniel warned.

"Nah well she had it coming," Flint shrugged.