Rulers Of Slytherin 》Draco Malfoy x Reader 》Year 1

Chapter 12 - Quidditch

A few days had passed and it was now Saturday, the first Quidditch match of the season would begin at 11 o'clock. You had woken up at 8 in the morning and got dressed into black jeans, an oversized dark green jumper, brown boots and wooly socks. Since it was November now, it was getting incredibly cold and you don't want being cold to ruin the first match of the season.

You walked down to the great hall and ate breakfast, you were halfway done with eating when Draco, Crabbe and Goyle walked in and sat with you.
"Looking forward to a good match, Y/N?" Draco sat down and started helping himself to some sausages.
"Yes! I can't wait to see Potter get knocked off his broom-"
"And for Slytherin to win!"
"Yes, Draco I was just about to say that. You honestly have a problem with interrupting people."
"Maybe you should talk a bit quicker then." Draco continued eating before he lead the four of you quickly to go back to your dorms and get your scarves and anything you wanted to keep yourself warm. As well as your scarf, you got a pair of gloves and your winter cloak.

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The four of you then walked down to the Quidditch pitch, Draco made sure to get a good place in the Slytherin stand to get the best view of the whole game. A few minutes had passed before the players walked out. You cheered loudly along with Draco for the Slytherin team. They all flew up into their starting positions. Immediately, it looked like Potter was having a bit of trouble flying his broom. Making you laugh to yourself.

Once Madam Hooch blew her whistle all the players flew to get to the quaffle first and the game started. The first goal was scored by Gryffindor and you sigh, as Draco next to you boos very loudly. Another goal was scored by Gryffindor and you yelled with the rest of the Slytherins. After a few tries to score by Flint, he got annoyed and took the black club off one of the beaters and hit the Bludger towards Wood. Wood was knocked back into the goalposts and fell off his broom. You laughed slightly as all of Slytherin cheered and the other houses yelled in rage. A goal was then scored by Slytherin and you clapped loudly as you and Draco - along with all the other people in your house - cheered once more. One of the Gryffindors on the pitch was sent flying into one of the Gryffindor stands after being pushed off course by Marcus Flint and Peregrine Derrick. (A/N - Not sure if the other guy from the movie was Peregrine Derrick so correct me if I'm wrong haha) You laughed along with Draco and watched as she fell and landed on the floor with a thud.

Slytherin had scored another goal and you jumped up and down slightly, clapping and cheering loudly.
"Slytherin is so going to win! Gryffindor doesn't stand a chance without a keeper!" You practically shouted this to be heard over the cheers from the people around you.
"That'll show Potter to rub being on the quidditch team in my face!" Draco laughed, shouting just as loud as you did.

Once you had calmed down slightly, you had stopped listening to Lee Jordan's commentating, too busy watching your house team until he mentioned the Snitch.
"- wait a moment - was that the Snitch?" You heard a murmur run through the crowd as this was said.
"This is it. Terence is going to catch the Snitch, win Slytherin the game and the 150 points we deserve." Draco smirks as he looks up at Potter.
"Look, famous Harry Potter hasn't even seen it yet-" Just as Draco finished his sentence, Harry had dived downwards and was neck and neck with Terence. The other players didn't move and neither did you. Almost everyone in the stands were completely silent until a large thudding sound could be heard from the pitch. Your team captain, Marcus Flint, had purposely blocked Potter, sending his broom off course. Draco and you laughed - with Crabbe and Goyle joining in - as everyone lost sight of the Snitch, including Potter.
"It's a shame Potter wasn't hit off his broom." Draco sighs as he rests on the front of the stands, watching as Madam Hooch angrily talks to Flint before Gryffindor get a free shot at the goalposts.
"I agree, Draco. But at least Potter didn't catch the Snitch." Draco agrees with you before the game begins again.

Lee Jordan, once again, began commentating.
"So - after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating -" He was cut off by who you presumed to be Professor Mcgonagall. You're glad, if she didn't you'd go there and personally shut him up yourself.
"I mean, after that open and revolting foul -" You decide to just try and ignore him as you continue watching the game. Only about a minute had passed before Slytherin had scored again. You raised your hands in the air and cheered loudly as you heard some moans coming from the other three houses.

Looking up, you saw Potter as he was rising higher and higher, getting further away from the game. You pointed up to him and patted Draco on his arm. "Look, Draco. Looks like Potter has lost control of his broom! It looks like he's going to fall!" As Draco looks up, Harry is thrown off his broom, only holding on with one hand as he was being dangled in mid air. Draco laughs as he watches him struggle.
"That'll teach him to join the Quidditch team in his first year, he would have never picked up a broom in his life before Hogwarts."
"Apart from sweeping his Muggle family's floor. I'm sure he'd be great as a house elf, he's already had so much experience." Crabbe and Goyle laugh as Draco just nods in response, smirking up at Potter. However, the two of you got bored waiting for Potter to fall and looked back at the game, watching as Marcus Flint scored at least five times in a row.

After about five minutes, it seemed that Potter finally got control of his broom and dived straight down. You and Draco both watched as he fell to the floor and landed on his hands and knees, looking like he was going to be sick.
"Look, Y/N, guess being seeker is just too much for Potter. It's making him physically sick!" You scoff and turn to Draco.
"I guess some people just belong in the muggle world." Your happiness was shortly ruined by the gasps of many students in the stands, you looked down to see Potter waving something shiny above his head. It looked like...the Snitch. But it couldn't have been. Slytherin was meant to win. Slytherin was going to win.
"He's got the Snitch! Harry Potter receives one hundred and fifty points for catching the Snitch!" Madam Hooch blows her whistle loudly.
"Gryffindor wins! One hundred and seventy points to sixty!" Your jaw dropped and you crossed your arms, feeling angry and upset.
"No!" You saw Draco place his head in his hands out of the corner of your eye. Potter holds the Snitch above his head as he smiles to himself. From around the stands you heard Gryffindor chanting:
"Go, go, Gryffindor!" Over and over again. As if they needed to rub it in any more.

From up in the stands, you could hear Flint shouting at Madam Hooch.
"He didn't catch it, he nearly swallowed it!" You knew his shouting wouldn't make any difference as technically, Potter didn't break any rules. As painful as that was to admit.

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You, Draco, Crabbe and Goyle were one of the first people to leave the stands to go back to your common room. None of you really said anything as you were all quite upset at the outcome of the first game. It was only once the four of you were sat on the sofa next to the fire in your common room when you began talking.
"I can't believe that scarheaded Potter managed to get away with that. You're meant to catch the Snitch. Not swallow it and puke it out!" You shivered slightly as even though the fire was warm, the rest of the room was freezing. Since the Slytherin common room was in the black lake and the lake was freezing this time of year, it meant every room in the dungeons were just as cold.
"I know. Potter gets away with everything at this school. And no matter what I do, he's still here!" Draco crosses his arms and furrows his brows, he's obviously very angry.
"I bet it has something to do with that bearded oaf they're always with. Maybe he's given them something that they can use to get out of trouble." You say this full of spite as the common room slowly begins to become noisier with more people coming in.

The rest of the day was full of people from every house but Slytherin congratulating Potter on catching the Snitch. You and Draco went out of your way to mock him whenever he was near you for the rest of the weekend.