Zoe's POV
There are a lot of things that I've missed these past few days since I figured out that Professor Snape was my father.
One thing that I only knew now was that Draco joined the Slytherin Quidditch Team as a seeker, and that the day that Draco was about to practice, they came across the Gryffindor Quidditch Team. Imagining them in one place sends chills on my spine. I reckon you'd feel the tension between the two Quidditch teams.
That's not the only thing I missed though. Draco called Hermione a mud blood straight on her face and Ron was about to curse Draco, but the spell went back to him, making him vomit slugs.
Not a pretty sight.
The last thing that I missed were Quidditch tryouts. I mourned for days because I wanted to join the Quidditch team, but I was too late and the members were all complete. I could try again next year.
"What are you reading?" Draco asked for the tenth time as he sat on the sofa in front of me.
We were in the Slytherin Common Room and I was reading the Diary of Death, I've been reading this book for days and the pages didn't seem to end. But it's fine, because each page held Death's expeditions in the underworld and here on Earth, spiking my interests.
"A story." I simply stated as I flipped the page and continued reading.
"Books are bloody boring."
"Salazar Slytherin has read so many books that made him a great wizard and the founder of our house." I said without looking at him.
I heard him huff and stand up. "I'm going to grab some food. Want anything?"
"Tea would be nice."
"You don't expect me to bring you a cup of tea and ensure nothing spills."
"I guess the great Draco Malfoy can't even hold a teacup with tea in it... Pity." I said as I looked at him as if I feel pity and then I smirked.
"Of course I can do that! I bet 10 galleons that I can."
"Deal."
As I said this, Draco then dashed out of the common room as he made his way to the Great Hall.
I just smirked and went back in reading my book.
Draco's POV
I ran and made my way in the Great Hall as I sat on the Slytherin table.
"I want 2 cups of tea." I said, and it magically appeared in front of me.
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The Eyes of the Heir
FanfictionFrom the moment I received my letter from Hogwarts when I was eleven, I knew then that studying in a school filled with magic and mistery would bring adventures and mischief in my life. But what I didn't know was that in a world full of magic and m...
