My Tale {Book One in the Hermione Granger Series}

Chapter Fifteen

No sooner were they out of earshot than Malfoy burst into laughter.

"Did you see his face, the great lump?" he asked.

The other Slytherins joined in the laughter

"Shut up, Malfoy," Parvati Patil snapped.

"Ooh, sticking up for Longbottom?" said Pansy Parkinson, a hard-faced Slytherin girl. "Never thought you'd like fat little crybabies, Parvati."

"Look!" said Malfoy, darting forward and snatching something out of the grass. "It's that stupid thing Longbottom's gran sent him."

The Remembrall glittered in the sun as he held it up.

"Give that here, Malfoy," said Harry quietly. Everyone stopped talking to watch.

Malfoy smiled nastily.

Oh oh. Here we go, I thought

　　"I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find - how about - up a tree?"

　　"Give it here!" Harry yelled, but Malfoy had leapt onto his broomstick and taken off. He hadn't been lying, he could fly well. Hovering level with the topmost branches of an oak he called, "Come and get it, Potter!"

　　Harry grabbed his broom.

　　"No!" I shouted. "Madam Hooch told us not to move - you'll get us all into trouble."

And you will loose my points, I mentally added onto the end.

　　Harry ignored me. He mounted the broom and kicked against the groumd. As he flew even higher, girls were screaming and gasping and Ron gave a heartening woop.

A few people aroumd me were clapping at Harry's flying skills.

Harry and Malfoy started talkimg again, and Malfoy did something unexpected anf threw the glass ball high into the air and streaked back toward the ground.

Harry leaned forward and pointed his broom handle down -next second he was gathering speed in a steep dive, racing the ball -- and we were all (Gryffindors) screaming, and thought he was going to severely injure himself - but he stretched out his hand - a foot from the ground he caught it, just in time to pull his broom straight, and he toppled gently onto the grass with the Remembrall clutched safely in his fist.

　　"HARRY POTTER!"

Professor McGonagall was running toward us. Oh oh, I thought. Harry got to his feet, trembling.

　　"Never - in all my time at Hogwarts -"

　　Professor McGonagall was almost speechless with shock, and her glasses flashed furiously, "- how dare you -- might have broken your neck --"

　　"It wasn't his fault, Professor -"

　　"Be quiet, Miss Patil

　　"But Malfoy -"

　　"That's enough, Mr. Weasley. Potter, follow me, now."

　　Harry caught sight of Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle's triumphant faces as he left, walking numbly in Professor McGonagall's wake as she strode toward the castle. He is going to be expelled, I thought.

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