Malfoy Neighbors

Slytherins On The Field-Year 2 Chapter 5

The week went by in a flash, and before anyone had noticed, it was Saterday morning, and time for the Quidditch practice season to start. You and Sam had a lot of homework and decided that morning time would be a good time to do it. Most students were still sleeping and the two of you were always awake anyways. The bleachers were way quieter then the rest of school with peeves throwing things and making a racket all over the school. With the sun wakeing the the Hogwart grounds, you thought working in the Quidditch stadium was the perfect place to study. You could watch the Quidditch practice while you did your work. You settled in and it wasn't long before the Gryffindor team entered the fild. You weren't the only ones watching. Ron Weasley and Harmony Granger were holding some food and was waiting for the Gryffindors to finish the practice session. Colon Greevey was sitting in the stands across the way with his camera. He was snapping photo after photo.

You and Sam weren't paying much attention to the people on the fild until you head voices arguing. You looked up to see the Slytherin team standing on the fild. The Gryffindor team landed behind their captain, who had already landed. It was the two captains you heard arguing. You couldn't realy make out what they were saying, but you could see Malfoy standing behind the Slytherin team.

"The Slytherins are up to it again." Sam said, retuning her focus to the paper in front of her. You, however, continued to watch as the captain of the Slytherin team read from a paper. You may not have been able to hear what they were saying, but you watched as Malfoy steped around his team mates. Then the whole Slytherin team presented their brooms. They all seem to be talking about the brooms, when Weasley and Granger came across the fild. You could see that Granger just said something to Malfoy that he didn't like. His smirk he had on his face transformed to a angry frown.

"...Filthy little mudbood" Malfoy had said something to Granger before you heard that. It was said darkly. All of a suddon you saw the Gryffindor team try to attack Malfoy, but the Gryffindor caption stood in the way.

"You'll pay for that one!" Ron Weasley yelled pointing his wand at Malfoy. A loud bang fallowed by a flash of green light came from Weasleys wand. He had tryed to curse Malfoy and the spell back fired.

"Did I hear that right?" Sam asked. She was still looking at her paper but was holding the quill above it.

"Yeah, and Weasleys wand just back fired." You told her, making you way down to the fild. Weasley had been thrown back and was spitting up slugs. He must have told Malfoy to 'eat slugs' again. The Gryffindors were heading off to hagrids hut with Weasley, while the Slytherins were laughing, Malfoy was on the ground hitting it. You marched right up to Malfoy, and pulled him up and away from the group.

"Sorry guys, I need to borrow Draco for a minute." You said sweetly. Malfoys laughter changed to a look of shock.

Draco's pov

He wasn't sure what to say. You came out of no where. He didn't even know you were near, let alone watching. You hadn't spoke to him for weeks and now, now you had acted as if the two of you were the best of frineds.

"I heard what you said." You told him in a cold whisper, your sweet smile curling to a strun expression. He still didn't move. You had called him by his first name. You had never done that before and it shocked him.

"Aren't you going to try to justify it?" You asked when Draco didn't react. Draco's minds was frozen by this time, only thinking 'she just called me Draco, not Malfoy, but Draco.'

"I can't just sit on the side while you call muggle-borns 'mudbloods', how would you feel if we came up with a name to call you?" You went on. "What if I called you a self serving, spoiled rotten, brat? Becuase that's..." you stoped when Malfoy opened his mouth.

Your pov

"You called me Draco." He was was still on that? Of course you called him that. That was his name. You looked at him like he was a complete moron.

"You always call me by my last name." Malfoy went on, with a blank look.

"You really are an idiot." You sounded annoyed with him, but of course, you were annoyed with him. "I had to call you Draco, you stupid pureblood. If I would have called you Malfoy, your team mates over there," you waved you hand towards the team, who had already started practicing without him. "Would have suspected I was going to give you an ear full." Malfoy blinked. "Which is exactly what I'm doing." Malfoy looked flabbergasted.

"I'm a 'mudblood' remember? You made sure to remind me of it multiple times last year. My friend up there in the bleachers is a 'mudblood', and I would appreciate it, if you would stop using such a horrible curl term!" You truned around to walk away when you felt your arm being pulled back.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. You've been mad at me this whole time and I..." Draco said before you cut him off.

"Don't bother." You pulled you arm back and was walking away when you flipped back around to face him. He was watching you walk away.

"You diserve to eat slugs. I wish Weasleys wand hadn't back fired becuase it would be such a sight." You said coldly before leaving the field more upset with him then you thought was possible.

You got back up to Sam on the bleachers. She had watched you speaking with Malfoy. You checks felt a little worm but you sat down next to her.

"What was that all about?" She asked. You shook your head.

"Nothing, I just wanted to tell him I wish that Wesley's wand hadn't back fired." You said still angry.

"He grabbed your arm though." Sam wasn't going to let it all just go. You watched as Malfoy joined his team.

"Ok, I'll tell you. But, you have to sware you wont tell a soul. You have to promise because I'm ashamed of it. Ok?" You told her. Sam smiled and agreed. You told her everything. Everything from when he and you first met in your garden to just then. You told her how he had been sweet and thoughtful. How the horrible school bully, Draco Malfoy, was kind to you.

"I think our local muggle-born hater, has fallen for a muggle-born." Sam said with a smile.