Harry Potter and the Room of Things no one Knows About
Chapter 8
What if students had given a different reaction to Ron's messed up spell?
By
Jason Richard
So later that day Harry did get to continue quidditch, despite his detention later that day. Quidditch captain wood booked the field for Gryffindor practice, but once the team got there, they were surprised to find the Slytherin team approaching as well.
"What's going on?" demanded wood. "We booked the field today."
"Easy wood," said the Slytherin captain. "I've got a note."
The note said that professor Snape gave the Slytherins permission to practice to train their new Seeker. To Harry's surprise, the new Slytherin seeker was none other than Draco Malfoy.
"Malfoy?" asked Harry. "How did you get to be Slytherin seeker?"
"Simple," said Malfoy smugly. "I'm the best seeker Slytherin has ever seen. Isn't that right captain flint?"
The Slytherin captain pretended not to hear him, which made Malfoy annoyed. But Malfoy just rolled his eyes and handed Flint a couple of gold coins.
Flint: "He's right, Draco is the best seeker Slytherin's ever seen."
Draco: "Thank you."
Flint: "Don't mention it."
At that moment Ron and Hermione arrived. They had been there to watch Harry practice, but now they saw the confrontation, and Hermione figured out what was really going on immediately. Those Slytherin broomsticks looked newer than normal.
"You didn't get on the team for your talent," said Hermione in disgust. "You bought your way in! Your father pitched in for those Nimbus 2001's!"
"What do you know about it?" asked Draco in disgust. "Just shut your mouth you filthy little mudblood."
Everyone born to a wizarding family gasped, while everyone born to a muggle family just shrugged. Hermione had the distinct impression she was being insulted, but being a muggle-born herself didn't quite understand the particulars.
Ronald Weasley, however, knew what Draco meant. Families like Draco's believed that people of wizard blood only were superior to those with muggle blood. Mudblood was a derogatory term as opposed to purebloods to show that superiority, and no one was superior to Hermione as far as Ron as concerned, not even Ronald Weasley himself.
Not that he'd admit that to her face, but he would defend her honor here.
"How dare you!" shouted Ron. "You rich, stuck up little pig! Are you okay Hermione?"
"I'm fine Ron," said Hermione. "I mean thanks, but I can't exactly be insulted when I don't know what…"
"I mean what a disgusting thing to say!" Ron went on. "You really are the lowest of the low."
Hermione, "Okay, Ron, I appreciate this, but I really don't know what mudblood means…"
Ron: "I mean look at poor Hermione."
Hermione: "Poor Hermione is fine Ron…"
Ron: "Putting on a brave face even though she's crying inside."
Hermione: "And we're officially talking about a different Hermione here."
Ron: "And you're not going to get away with what you've done Malfoy, you cruel, heartless jerk!" and he pulled out his wand.
Draco: "Yeah, let's let's settle this little rivalry between our families once and for all!" and he pulled out his own wand.
Hermione threw her hands up and asked, "Am I even here anymore?"
Ron and Draco ignored her as they waved their wands and spoke their incantations.
Ron: "Eat Slugs!"
Draco: "Eat Worms!"
The two spells collided in midair and bounced right back to their owners. Both Draco and Malfoy got sick looks on their faces before both of them threw up. Out of Ron's mouth came giant slugs, and out of Draco's mouth came a bunch of worms.
And all the students moaned in disgust.
Until one of them said, "BUG BELCHING FIGHT!"
And the wands came out.
...
Minerva McGonagall surveyed the scene before her. Students had been casting spells on each other, leaving her with a quidditch field filled more bugs, insects, and things covered with slime than she'd ever seen in her entire life, and McGonagall frowned more intensely that she'd ever frowned before.
McGonagall: "Well this is disgusting."
