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PART THREE
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" y/n's point of view "
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I LET OUT a sigh of relief and re-routed so I was flying down, towards Harry.
Then I noticed Crabbe flying at one of the Bludgers before hitting it with his bat so it soared through the air towards Harry, hitting him right in the back.
Harry landed flat on his back on the ground, had only fallen five feet or so.
Madam Hooch's whistle echoed loudly through the pitch and I sped towards Harry, landing on the ground beside him.
"Are you alright, Harry?" I asked him, helping him to his feet.
"Course I am." He replied, looking up at where Madam Hooch's was zooming towards his attacker.
"It was that bonehead Crabbe. He whacked the Bludger at you the moment he saw you'd got the Snitch." I shook my head before smiling widely. "But we won, Harry! We actually won!
I didn't think anything could ruin my mood that day, but just seconds later it started.
Draco Malfoy snorted from behind Harry as he landed on the ground.
"Saved Weasley's neck, haven't you?" He asked Harry. "I've never seen a worse Keeper... but then he was born in a bin... did you like my lyrics, Potter?"
Of course he wrote the song.
I turned my head to see the rest of my team landing on the ground, happy about our victory. Ron was still near the goal posts, but the twins were landing on the ground beside me.
"We wanted to write another couple of verses!" Malfoy called as Alicia and Angelina hugged Harry. "But we couldn't find rhymes for rat and ugly - we wanted to sing about his mother, see-"
That made my blood boil and I took a step back to stand next to Fred, who was still oblivious to what Malfoy was saying.
"Talk about sour grapes." Angelina commented, giving Draco a disgusted look.
"-we couldn't fit in useless loser either - for his father, you know-"
That was when Fred and George realized what Malfoy was saying. They had been shaking Harry's hand when I noticed both of them tense up.
"Leave it!" I told Fred, grabbing into his arm almost immediately after I noticed. "Leave it, Fred, let him yell, he's just sore he lost, the jumped-up little git-"
Fred seemed too mad to really listen to me, so my grip on his arm tightened as Malfoy went on.
"-but you like the Weasleys, don't you, Potter? Spend holidays there and everything, don't you?" Malfoy sneered. "Can't see how you stand the stink, but I suppose when you've been dragged up by Muggles, even the Weasley's hovel smells okay-"

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