I don't own Harry, and this was for fun. R+R!!!!!!!!!!!
Harry, Ron and Hermione were crouching in a corner in one of the halls of Hogwarts. Hermione was peeking down the hall, and Harry and Ron were tying a piece of string to a broom.
"Hurry up, you two! Here he comes!" whispered Hermione.
"Hold on- we almost have it!" said Harry quickly. They all held their breath and backed up against the wall, waiting for Hermione to give the signal.
"Here he comes...three, two, one...now!"
At Hermione's cue, Ron stuck the broom handle out into the hall just as Draco came around the corner. He tripped, flew over the broom and fell flat on his face. Harry, who was holding on to the piece of string, tugged at it to get the broom out of the way. The three children snickered and ran off before Draco could get up. He pulled himself off the ground and stared down the hall.
"I'll get you three for this!" he shouted.
"We'll see!" Harry yelled back as they ran out of sight.