Chapter name: German Zhervase and a Bludger

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Something soft hit Draco hard in the head.

"Wake up Draco!!"

Draco groaned and sat up, rubbing his eyes. Pansy Parkinson was leaning over him with another pillow in her hand.

Draco looked at her, groaned and said: "Good morning Pansy," while secretly reaching for his wand.

With a flick of his wand and some magic words Pansy was covered in boogers.

"AAAAAGGGHHHHH!" Pansy screamed. Draco tried to look surprised and innocent.

"Pansy!" He exclaimed, "How did that happen?!"

Pansy started crying and ran downstairs to the showers.

"Wos goin' on??" a groggy voice said from one of the four-posters.

"Just the Curse of the Bogies."

Ford Aldy laughed and hopped out of bed. Ford had been Draco's best friend since the second year. He was the same age as Draco but because of the time of his birthday he had to come a year later.

Draco summoned their clothes and they wrapped their robes around them.

"Race ya downstairs!" Ford called as he dashed out the door

Draco ran down the stairs and jumped the last couple steps and nearly landing on Blaise.

"What're you doing?" Blaise yelled as he scrambled to readjust his perfect prefect posture.

"Racing." Draco replied as he stood up brushing himself off. "Why? You gonna," he faked a dramatic gasp, "take some points?"

Blaise was furious that Draco would taunt him.

"Five points from Slytherin." Blaise said shortly. Then he walked away.

"Oh well," Draco said long-sufferingly, "we can always get more points in Potions.."

All the Slytherins who had gathered around laughed and walked towards the Great Hall for breakfast just as Ford came through the doors.

"What's going on?" he demanded.



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The fifth year Slytherins made their way down to the dungeons for Potions with Professor Snape.

As they entered the circular room a familiar freezing breeze whooshed up to meet them. The Gryffindors were already in their seats. The Slytherins slowly walked up to the Slytherin side of the room. They were late.

But Professor Snape didn't really seem to mind. He just started talking about the Mutation Potion.

"The Mutation Potion," he begun, "can make any part of the body twist and grow quite painfully. You only need to have a tail of a goat-man, bat eyeballs, a bezoar and a German Zhervase.

He stared around at the confused faces. "Don't tell me you don't know what a German Zhervase is! It is the heart of any German Werewolf! Who knew this?"

All the Slytherins gleefully raised their hands. The Gryffindors kept theirs down. Except for Granger of course.

"Five points from Gryffindor." Snape said spitefully. "Now start taking notes!"

Draco looked around at his fellow Slytherins. They were all looking very amused. Snape looked rather amused as well.

Draco started absent mindfully taking notes. When he had jotted down some major points, he put his quill down and looked around. His eyes landed on the blackboard behind Snape.

He gasped.

Tempest Varda was behind Snape's desk.

She was mouthing something but Draco couldn't understand her. She had a scared look on her face and in her black eyes.

He looked around. No one seemed to notice her. Everyone's eyes were on Snape who was asking Longbottom why his potions were always a humiliation.

Draco turned back around and Tempest was gone. He stared dumbfounded at the blackboard where she had been standing.

Where did she go? Draco thought wildly What did she want?

"You are dismissed." Said Snape. All the Gryffindors practically ran to the doors. The Slytherins lazily packed their bags and headed out the doors.

Draco headed off to the Slytherin Common room to get his Nimbus 2001 for the first Quidditch practice of the year. He said the password and ran up to the boy's dormitories. He opened the door and grabbed his Nimbus then ran back downstairs.

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"YOU'RE LATE!" Marcus Flint yelled. "CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT?"

Draco calmly looked up at Flint's eyes.

"I couldn't find the common room." He lied.

" 'Couldn't find the'- give me a break you little liar! You aren't even good as a seeker!"

"And you really think you're a better beater?"

Draco was really stretching it. Flint noticed to because he said:

"Just because your father sold you to this team doesn't mean you can't be sold back."

Draco was furious. He kicked open the box at Flint's feet so hard that the bludgers were released. One shot towards Flint and hit him in the head incredibly hard. The other one shot at Draco's leg. He heard a horrific crack and collapsed on the ground. He was in too much pain to stay conscious..

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Draco groaned and rolled over. He drowsily opened his eyes and saw the familiar whiteness of the Hospital Wing.

Madam Pomfrey bustled up to him and started bending his leg. Draco winced as it popped in various places.

"What happened?" Madam Pomfrey asked.

"That clumsy Flint dropped the box and the bludgers went flying." Draco said feebly.

"Hmmm." Madam Pomfrey said surveying him. "Your leg is fine but I don't know about your head. The other Slytherins say that you kicked the box."

"Did they? It's no wonder they would lie because they're jealous of me."

Madam Pomfrey stared at him as if waiting for him to keep talking.

"That's all." Draco said lamely, Can I go now?"

"Take this first." Madam Pomfrey said, handing him a beaker of peppery smelling fluid. Draco downed it and stood up out of bed.

"Thank you for your VERY kind service, Madam." Draco said flatteringly then he wobbled out of the room.

Before he left he said, "By the way, Madam, how's Flint doing?"

She pursed her lips. "He can't remember anything. He's been going on about selling someone."

Draco thought he should get out of there in a hurry.



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This story will get more depth into it later on.I'm just having some fun right now!!

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