Riddle-Lestrange

Chapter 7

Trixie's POV

The Slytherin Quidditch team were making our way to Quidditch practice when the Gryffindor team stopped us,

"Where you going, Flint?" Wood questioned,

"Quidditch practice" Flint replied as he swapped his broomstick to rest on his other shoulder,

"I booked the pitch for Gryffindor today" Wood snapped, I rolled my eyes, this boy is very defensive over Quidditch,

"Easy Wood. I've got a note" Flint sighed before handing him the note,

"I, Professor Severus Snape, do hereby give the Slytherin team permission to practice today, owing to the need to train their new seeker" Wood read out before sighing and looking Flint in the eyes, "You've got a new seeker, who?" he questioned, Draco came through the team and stood next to me.

"Malfoy?" Harry said with disbelief,

"That's right. And that's not all that's new this year" Draco smirked mentioning the whole teams new broomsticks, Hermione and Ron joined the group,

"Those are Nimbus 2001s. How did you get those?" Ron asked as he admired them with his mouth agap,

"A gift from Draco's Father" Flint replied,

"You see, Weasley, unlike some my Father can afford the best" Draco bragged before I jabbed him in his side causing him to look at me,

"I suggest you keep that gob of yours shut before I end up making you unavailable for this season" I hissed.

"At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got in on pure talent" Hermione retorted with a smug face, Draco approached her

"No one asked for your opinion, you filthy little mudblood" He spat, my eyes widened and I froze in my place with shock

"You'll pay for that Malfoy. Eat slugs!" Ron jinxed but it backfired and sent him flying across the grass, the Gryffindor team ran over to him, as I came back to my senses and punched Draco across the face making him fall to the ground before kicking him in the stomach,

"I did warn you, Draco. If anyone is filthy it's you" I growled and throwing down my Nimbus 2001 on him before heading over to Ron, Hermione and Harry, Ron spat out a slug making me gip,

"Let's take him to Hagrids" Harry demanded as him and myself picked him up and took him to Hagrids, when we arrived Hagrid handed Ron a large wooden bucket to collect all the slugs he was throwing up,

"You best tell me if any of the Slytherin's, actually if anyone, calls you anything like that again, understood?" I asserted facing Hermione, she nodded

"Call her what?" Hagrid asked.

"Draco called her a Mudblood" I explained,

"He did not" Hagrid gasped, I nodded

"What's a Mudblood?" Harry asked, I shook my head at him,

"It means 'dirty blood'. Mudblood is a foul name for someone who's muggle-born. Someone with non-magic parents. Someone like me" Hermione explained, as she was on the verge of crying, I pulled her into a hug

"No need to cry. I sorted him out, like I will do with anyone else who calls you it" I sighed as I pulled away from the hug and she smiled.