((Discontinued))Losing my Mind||Dan Howell x Reader -Year 1 and 2

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I decided to sign up for the quidditch team this year but so did Malfoy and got his dad to buy us all new things I was great full but it was cheating and I hated it.

We were all walking to practice when I saw the Gryffindor team.

Dan and Harry were chatting and I couldn't look at him.

"Clear out, Flint! I booked the
pitch for Gryffindor today." Wood said

"Easy, Wood. I've got a note." Flint said

As Wood snatches the PARCHMENT from Flint's hand, Ron and Hermione come up to join the others.

'I, Professor Severus Snape, do
hereby give the Slytherin team
permission to practice today,
owing to the need to train their
new Seeker.'

"You've got a new Seeker? Who?
A pasty-faced boy pushes to the front.

It's... Malfoy I was angry because I wanted to be the seeker I could feel Dans eyes on me but I was staring at the ground and refused to look up
"Draco?"

"That's right. And that's not all
that's new this year..."

As one, the seven Slytherins hold out seven brand-new GLEAMING BROOMSTICKS. The Gryffindors look stunned.

"Those are Nimbus Two Thousand
Ones."

I clutched mine trying not to cry, I hated being "the bad house."

"A generous gift from Draco's
father." Flint gleamed proudly

"That's right, Weasley. You see,
unlike some, my father can afford
to buy the best." Draco sassily replied

"At least no one on the Gryffindor
team had to buy their way in.
They got in on pure talent." I frowned, I bought my way in for being Malfoys friend didn't I, I'm not good at quidditch.

"No one asked your opinion, you
filthy little Mudblood."
I flinch at the word and grab my arm now drawing blood trying not to draw attention to myself

Everyone reacts as if Malfoy has said something horrific -- everyone save Harry, who looks puzzled. Instantly, Fred and George fly for Draco's throat. Oliver Wood holds them back.

"Save it for the match." Wood said

"You'll pay for that one, Malfoy!" Ron said.
I look up to see he whips out his wand

"Eat slugs!"

Ron points his cracked wand at Malfoy. PFFT! -- a BOLT of GREEN LIGHT scissors out the wrong end, hitting Ron himself in the stomach. As he drops to the grass, Hermione runs to him

"Ron! Say something"

Ron opens his mouth and... BELCHES. Hermione draws back, and watches a TRIO of SLUGS dribble out his mouth.

The Slytherins CROW with LAUGHTER. Angrily, Ron rises, only to BELCH again. Fascinated, Colin Creevey runs up with his camera.

I ran dropping my broom not wanted to be apart of that.