A/N: Hi everyone! I'm so sorry that this took so long. A lot has happened in the past month. I got six teeth pulled, my computer refused to turn on, school started. It is for that reason that I will most likely be updating every weekend if I update at all. I already have a project due, so I'll have to work on that too. I noticed that my faithful reviewers didn't review for the last chapter I wrote. Just so you know, I deleted the Authors Note I originally had as chapter nine, and I replaced it with a real chapter. You might want to read that before you read this. I would really appreciate reviews for this chapter, even though nothing much happens. And, to end my extremely long Authors Note, I hope you enjoy chapter ten!

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Chapter 10

The next morning, I walked down to the great hall with Harry and Ron. Hermione wasn't awake yet, so I decided it was safe to walk down with them. She was furious with them, so if she saw me with them, she would most likely kill me. She refused to speak to them, or even look in their direction. Harry and Ron seemed to see this as an advantage on their part. For me, it was just more difficult to hang around with any of my friends.

When we arrived at the great hall, the first thing we saw was Malfoy gawking at us from across the room. Harry and Ron looked at him cheerfully, thinking that last night had been a great adventure. They were completely ready to face the day. I was quite the opposite of the two boys. I got no sleep what so ever, therefore, I was extremely cranky, and having classes that morning did nothing to improve my mood.

When we got to the table, I was a little hesitant to sit down at first. When I looked around, there was still no sign of Hermione, so I decided it was safe to sit down with the guys.

"Last night was fun, wasn't it?" Harry asked Ron and I cheerfully.

"Yeah! If you think being woken up in the middle of the night, narrowly avoiding death, and getting no sleep on top of it is fun, then yes! I had a fantastic time." I said sarcastically. I'm not pleasant when I don't get any sleep.

"No need to be so harsh!" Harry said defensively.

"Because of you, I didn't get any sleep last night! It's your fault I'm so cranky today!" I said angrily.

"Calm down! No need to get so mad!" Ron said, trying to defend Harry.

I glared at both of them, and then, once I was sure I'd gotten my message across, I started on my breakfast.

A few minutes later, the post came. Out of all the packages and letters, one caught everyone's eye. It was a long, skinny package, carried by six large owls. Harry was amazed when the package was dropped in front of him, with a letter following a few seconds later. Harry ripped open the letter, and Ron and I read it over his shoulder.

"Finally! I don't like the school's brooms. Way too old." Harry exclaimed after reading the letter.

The package contained Harry's new Nimbus Two Thousand. Being the Quidditch fanatic that I was, I perked up a little when I finished reading the letter. I was excited to see the new broom. Harry and Ron wanted to open the package before our first class, and away from the rest of the school. We finished our breakfast quickly, and we walked out of the great hall, acting like nothing was out of the ordinary.

When we were out in the entrance hall, we ran into the three people we wanted to see the least. Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle.

Malfoy grabbed the package out of Harry's hands and inspected it.

"This is a broom. You're in for it now, Potter." He said as he threw the broom back to Harry.

Ron couldn't stop himself. "It's not just any broom. It's a Nimbus Two Thousand. What did you say you have? A Comet Two Sixty? They look flashy, but they aren't nearly as good as a Nimbus."

"How would you know, Weasley? You couldn't afford half the handle!" Malfoy snapped.

Then, as if from no where, Professor Flitwick appeared at Malfoys shoulder.

"We're not fighting, are we?" He asked us, looking at each of us in turn.

"Potter's got a broom, Professor." Malfoy said quickly, looking very smug.

"Oh, that's right. Professor McGonagall told me about the special circumstances. What model is it?" Professor Flitwick asked. Malfoy looked horrified.

"A Nimbus Two Thousand." Harry said, struggling to fight back his laughter at the look on Malfoys face. "And it's thanks to Malfoy that I've got it."

We headed up the stairs after that, trying not to laugh at Malfoys obvious confusion.

"That was completely true. If he hadn't stolen Neville's Remembrall, I wouldn't have gotten my broom." Harry said as we laughed.

"So I suppose you think you're going to be rewarded every time you break the rules?" Suddenly, Hermione was behind us, glaring at Harry.

"I thought you refused to talk to us?" Harry said questioningly.

"Don't stop now. It's doing us so much good." Ron said.

I glared at them both, and then looked to Hermione. She looked very mad. She turned around and started walking away with her nose high in the air. I looked at the guys, then I left them and went with Hermione.

After dinner, Harry and Ron approached me cautiously.

"We're going upstairs to open his broom. Are you coming with us?" Ron asked me carefully, seeing as Hermione was only a few feet away.

"Yes. So long as you guys don't tell Hermione. If she found out, she would kill me." I whispered.

"We sware we won't tell a soul. Except Hermione." Harry said jokingly, his hand over his heart the whole time.

"Don't mock me! It's not nice!" I said as I slapped his hand, laughing at him.

"But seriously, we promise." Harry said when we had stopped laughing.

"Thanks. Let's go now. I'll tell Hermione that I have something I need to take care of."

I told Hermione that I needed to ask Professor McGonagall a question, and that I wouldn't be back for a little while. Lucky for me, she was going to the library to get some more books, and work on some homework.

When we got up to the common room, I let out a sigh of relief. Ron led the way to the boys' dormitories, and as soon as we got up there, Harry grabbed the package and opened it slowly. When it rolled out on the bedspread, we all couldn't believe how amazing it looked.

It was sleek and shiny, and had a mahogany handle. It had a long, neat tail with perfectly straight twigs, and the words Nimbus Two Thousand painted in gold at the end of the handle.

"Wow." Ron and I breathed in unison.

"It's the most amazing broom I've ever seen." I said, inspecting it.

"Yeah. Just imagine what flying on it will be like." Ron said, sighing dreamily.

"Well, I'll be able to find out. I have Quidditch practice tonight." Harry said happily.

At seven o' clock, Harry left the castle for Quidditch practice, and while he was gone, I helped Ron with homework in the common room. When Harry got back, we all said good night and headed upstairs. I was glad I could finally have a peaceful sleep.

"Hey, Hermione." I said, noticing she was sitting on her bed.

"Hey." She said absently, paying more attention to the book in her hands than what I was saying to her.

"Try and get some sleep, please?" I asked her as I started getting ready for bed.

"Alright." She said, marking her spot and closing the book.

"Night." I said as I settled down to sleep, Kit-Kit curled up on top of my pillow, just above my head.

"Night." She replied.

That night, I fell into the deepest sleep I'd ever been in.

A/N: Like it? Hate it? If you liked it, review. If you hated it, don't bother reviewing. I would really appreciate any constructive critisism. I haven't written anything in a while, so I may have made a few mistakes. I may update again this weekend, if I don't have any big events taking place. Thanks for reading! Until next time! pandagurl7