Written for Love From A Muggle(me)'s 31 Prompts of Harry Potter challenge at the HPFC
Prompt: Malfoy Manor
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"Father said the package from home will arrive tomorrow. I love sweets from home, mother always makes them herself," said the drawn out voice of Draco Malfoy as Neville quietly walked to the Great Hall. He did not want to go around Draco because he was afraid he would get picked on. At that moment the contents from his bag fell on the floor due to Neville's clumsiness. Malfoy turned around and stared making Neville red in the face.
"Eavesdropping, Longbottom?" He smirked at Neville. He didn't offer to help Neville pick up his books. Thankfully, Hermione was walking with Harry and Ron, spotted the trouble, and came to Neville's rescue right after she heard Draco accuse Neville of eavesdropping.
"Thanks, Hermione," Neville whispered to her.
"What did he accuse you of?" she whispered in a low voice to him.
"Listening to him talk about packages coming from Malfoy Manor," Neville filled her in as they picked up books from the floor.
"Like Neville would eavesdrop in your boring conversations, Malfoy. Who cares when your package comes from Malfoy Manor," Hermione replied to Malfoy with disgust in her voice. Draco glared at her.
"How dare you, a Mudblood, call my conversations boring they are far from boring." Draco laughed as he saw the look of hurt on Hermione's face. Neville knew that Draco had said Mudblood on purpose, knowing it would hurt her. Draco's long face attempted to smile as he saw his words hurt Hermione. Neville couldn't take it any longer. He had done nothing wrong, Hermione had helped him and here she was being called the worst name in Wizard history. He grabbed a book off of the floor and chucked it directly to Draco's stomach. Draco fell to the ground whimpering in pain. Crabbe and Goyle bent down to help Draco, as Neville stared at the trio, still shocked on what he had done.
"NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM!" A booming voice shouted from behind him making Neville jump with fright. He knew all too well who that voice belonged to. He turned around, not daring to look at Hermione.
"Neville, I wish you didn't do that!" Hermione said in a quiet whisper so the Professor wouldn't hear her. She was embarrassed that Neville threw the book, and that a Professor saw it.
"Come to think of it Hermione, me too, I'm just tired of him picking on us all the time." Neville frowned as Professor Snape stepped closer to the two of them.
"You're going to get a detention. You know that right?" she whispered as Professor Snape approached them. He nodded sadly.
"Headmaster's office, right now. Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger, you too," Professor Snape turned and pointed to the stairs.