Magical - Harry Potter Fanfiction

16| Mudbloods and snakes

"This Summer, I created a new Quidditch program. We're gonna start training earlier, harder and longer," explained Oliver Wood as the Gryffindor Quidditch team followed him out to the field for practise.

He'd gotten us up at the crack of dawn for this, which was way earlier than last year.

"Why are you here, Flint?" Asked Oliver.

The Slytherin team was heading our way, we stopped opposite them.

"We're here for Quidditch practise," said Marcus Flint, captain of the Slytherin team.

"I reserved the pitch for Gryffindor today. Leave," demanded Oliver.

"Relax, Wood. I've got a note," said Marcus as he handed Oliver a piece of paper.

"I, Professor Severus Snape, give the Slytherin team permission to use the Quidditch pitch today, so they can train their new seeker," said Oliver, as he read the note. "Who's your new seeker?"

The team moved aside and Draco Malfoy came to the front.

"Malfoy?" Questioned Harry.

"I'm not the only great new addition to this team," Draco boasted.

The whole Slytherin team made sure everybody could admire their new brooms. The Nimbus Two Thousand and Ones. They were really good looking brooms. Ron and Hermione ran over, sensing trouble.

"Nimbus Two Thousand and Ones! How the hell did you get those?" Asked Ron.

"My father bought them for the team. Unlike some, Weasley, my father can afford the best," said Draco.

"At least no one from the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in, they got in on pure talent," said Hermione matter-of-factly.

"No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood," Draco said.

We all gasped.

"How dare you," I snapped.

"You'll pay for that one, Malfoy. Eat slugs!" Called Ron.

But Draco wasn't barfing up slugs, Ron was. His wand must have backfired again, he should know better than to keep using it. We all rushed over to him.

"Ron are you okay?" I asked.

"Are you alright?" Asked Hermione.

Another slug came out of Ron's mouth.

"Let's get him to Hagrid, he'll know what we should do," suggested Harry.

Harry and I grabbed Ron by either side and pulled him away from the scene.

"Harry! Let me take a photo!" Said Colin Creevy said as he ran in front of us.

"No Colin, out of the way!" Said Harry.

When we got to Hagrid's house, we pounded on the door.

"Hagrid, Hagrid!" Hermione called.

Hagrid opened the door.

"Ron's curse backfired," I explained.

"Best bring 'im in," said Hagrid.

Harry and I sat Ron down on a bench and we sat either side of him. Hermione took a seat in one of Hagrid's massive armchairs.

Hagrid bought Ron a bucket to puke in.

"We'll just have to wait until it stops," said Hagrid as he sat down in another one of his massive armchairs.

Ron vomited up another slug.

"Yes, get em' all out," Hagrid Encouraged. "Who was Ron tryna' curse anyway?"