Disclaimer: Chappy two
A/N This chapter is just in mock! Nothing special! Well there will prolly be sum action soon! I like Quidditch
Hermione and Draco walked with their parents to the new found stadium. Since it was somewhat like Hogwarts they could wear robes. Which they were.
The witch took them to the best seats in the front row of the top box. Hermione sat down talking to Draco. Soon the rest of the box started filling. Ludo Bagman sat in the last seat on the row.
Then the new Minister of Magic greeted them graciously, and sat down. Then to her relief, but disgust also Arthur, Fred, George, Ron, and Ginny Weasley along with Harry came into the rows behind them.
She smirked at them. She looked at her pocket watch in her robe. They still had about an hour.
"Draco I brought our brooms. I shrunk them. Father, mother, Lucius, Narcissa, can we go on a fly? We'll be back before it starts." Hermione asked them hopefully.
They only nodded.
"Hermione, why are you with Malfoy?" Ginny asked surprised.
Hermione bent down so only the teenagers in the box could hear, "Because he's a decent Pureblood Wizard, and not a half blood or Muggle lover like you are. Go buy yourself some wits little Weasel. Oh wait, you couldn't afford more then a Knut worth." She finished up smirking at them.
"Bye now little fuckers." Draco said taking his broom, and flying out with Hermione.
Hermione flew right after Draco at a very fast speed. They stopped after a while for a rest. They saw a group of people who looked like they were going into their first year. They looked relatively small with Hogwarts robes, and their old brooms.
"How about a little fun we still have pretty much the whole hour. They're first years I reckon." Hermione said getting the hang of her new self.
"You read my mind." He said smirking at her as they flew over to the kids, some were hovering a few feet above.
"You, kid, right there, are you going to Hogwarts then?" Draco asked freefalling onto the ground about ten feet above the ground. They looked stunned at Draco's 'show' and even more about his broom.
Hermione followed suit, and did the same thing falling down next to Draco. There was such an adrenaline rush landing from a broom, even if not many people could do it.
"Yeah, damn. How'd you do that?" On of the kids asked, "And how'd you get those brooms? They aren't even out yet to the public."
"Are they Pureblood?" Hermione whispered to Draco leaning into him
Draco nodded, "We may be able to corrupt them. We'll still have to treat them like crap, because they're younger kids."
Hermione nodded, "Our families are in good with the Ministry. Hermione Slytherin, I will be your Head Girl this year." Hermione said simply to them putting a smirk onto her face.
"Draco Malfoy, I'll be your Head Boy." Draco said, "Snape informed me before school ended." Draco whispered to her. She nodded.
"Then again, why the fuck would Potter be Head Boy? I mean he barely even passes. Or Weasel? He's just as stupid. Except, he just nods half the time." Hermione said loudly enough for everyone to hear.
"Ah, the joys of being able to take away points. You little prats better make a good impression now. We can make you or break you to put it simple. Anything to add Slyth?" He asked her giving the first years a smirk.
"Nah, if they get killed, who will ever suspect us of doing it?" Hermione asked whipping out her wand. They looked very frightened at it.
"How about a little curse or two. We can use an unforgivable." Draco said taking his wand out. The kids backed away some.
"We would get prosecuted. We are legal now, Draco." Hermione told him spilling into laughter on the inside.
"Who would they believe, a bunch of first years who can't make something levitate something, or two seventh years who got perfect scores on O.W.Ls, who are Head Boy and Girl, who never got in major trouble. Besides, our parents have the Minister wrapped around their fingers." Draco said smirking even more.
"Let's wait until school to embarrass them. See you in my Great-Great-Great-Great-Great Grandfather's house. Come on Draco." Hermione said doing a flip onto her broom.
Draco did the same, and did a couple of loops. They flew back so fast that it left the first years breathless.
"Travinati, Electra, Travinati, score Sweden! Bulgaria in possession. Hefrtov gets it. Sweden in position for a goal. Nice save by Bulgaria's newest Keeper Hefty. Bulgaria in possession of Quaffle. Wait, Krum has spotted the Snitch."
Everyone bent out of the box to see the little golden Snitch almost on the ground. The score was 350 in favor of Sweden.
"Krum got the Snitch. Krum got the Snitch, but Sweden wins. Does this remind anyone else of a World Cup in England with Ireland? Well, let's see the gracious losers do a victory lap now that Sweden finished theirs. 350 Sweden, 330 Bulgaria."
Sweden came into their box, and out again. Then it was Bulgaria's turn.
"Good job, Viktor. You did well." Hermione told him as he passed her.
"Thank you, Hermione." He said walking out with the rest of his team.
"Mum when are we leaving France?" Hermione asked.
"Soon, I suppose. There's a lot to be done here. You can buy some more robes. What about Quidditch equipment." Her mother answered getting up to leave with everyone else.
"Oh well. Draco, up for another fly?" Hermione asked him. Without their parents' consent they took their brooms, and flew out onto the Quidditch field.
"Mind if we use your Quaffle for a while?" She asked one of Sweden's Chasers.
"Knock yourself out. Can we watch if you don't mind. We're still a little tired." He said sitting down with the rest of the team.
"What you want to play, Malfoy?" She asked him standing up on her broom.
"How about some Chaser/Keeper practice, Slytherin?" He said, "Even though I am the best Seeker." He said puffing his chest up.
She came to him, and pushed him slightly, which made him retract, "Professionals are watching you make a fool out of yourself Draco." She said loudly enough for them to hear. They started laughing a bit.
Hermione got in position by the goals, "Let's see your skills, Malfoy." She said.
He came around to her, flew under her, and shot. She flew to him, and caught it. He tried again, but this time made it.
"And I'm not even a Chaser. Wow Hermione, you're so good." He said sarcastically.
"It's not my fault you have 'some' skills. Even if you don't have 'others'." She said loudly which made Sweden start laughing again.
"Shut up." He said throwing it straight for her head. She caught it.
"Aw, did I get whittle Waco Mawfoy maddie?" She said in her cutest baby voice. He just glared at her.
After a while of serious practice they brought back the Quaffle.
"Thanks, we were just a little bored. Can we uh, borrow your Snitch?" Draco asked hopefully. They nodded, a little speechless about something.
"Draco, I am not playing Seeker. Have fun. I'll watch." She said sitting down as Draco released the Snitch.
"You know, we have two new positions open for our team. Our Seeker and Keeper are retiring. From what we saw, you're good. No, your incredible. So would you like to… Did he catch the Snitch already?"
"Yeah, Draco is really good." She said as he flew over and put it back in.
"Would you like to be our new Seeker and Keeper?" The captain asked.
"You're kidding." Draco said in awe.
"That's no beginner talent, kid. You got major talent. So, would you like to join. We'll owl you with details, and we can give you your new robes today."
"Fuck, excuse my language. Fuck Draco, hell yeah. You?"
"Wait till Potter hears about this." He said. They shook hands and got introduced. A couple of minutes later they came back with beautiful Quidditch robes with their names on the back magically done.
They put on the robes, and flew out. Hermione spotted their parents talking to the Minister of Magic.
"Mum, Dad, GUESS WHAT?!" Hermione said excitedly.
"Why are you and Draco wearing red and silver robes?" Her mum asked her suspiciously.
"We're on the team." Hermione managed to say somewhat calmly.
"They have a team." Her father told her. She rolled her eyes at him.
"Their Seeker and Keeper are quitting. Draco and I were fooling around with the Quaffle and the Snitch, and they said we were good. They said we weren't on the beginner level. They offered us the spots. See the robes??" She murmured excitedly turning around, and pointing to her name.
A/N This chapter is just in mock! Nothing special! Well there will prolly be sum action soon! I like Quidditch
Hermione and Draco walked with their parents to the new found stadium. Since it was somewhat like Hogwarts they could wear robes. Which they were.
The witch took them to the best seats in the front row of the top box. Hermione sat down talking to Draco. Soon the rest of the box started filling. Ludo Bagman sat in the last seat on the row.
Then the new Minister of Magic greeted them graciously, and sat down. Then to her relief, but disgust also Arthur, Fred, George, Ron, and Ginny Weasley along with Harry came into the rows behind them.
She smirked at them. She looked at her pocket watch in her robe. They still had about an hour.
"Draco I brought our brooms. I shrunk them. Father, mother, Lucius, Narcissa, can we go on a fly? We'll be back before it starts." Hermione asked them hopefully.
They only nodded.
"Hermione, why are you with Malfoy?" Ginny asked surprised.
Hermione bent down so only the teenagers in the box could hear, "Because he's a decent Pureblood Wizard, and not a half blood or Muggle lover like you are. Go buy yourself some wits little Weasel. Oh wait, you couldn't afford more then a Knut worth." She finished up smirking at them.
"Bye now little fuckers." Draco said taking his broom, and flying out with Hermione.
Hermione flew right after Draco at a very fast speed. They stopped after a while for a rest. They saw a group of people who looked like they were going into their first year. They looked relatively small with Hogwarts robes, and their old brooms.
"How about a little fun we still have pretty much the whole hour. They're first years I reckon." Hermione said getting the hang of her new self.
"You read my mind." He said smirking at her as they flew over to the kids, some were hovering a few feet above.
"You, kid, right there, are you going to Hogwarts then?" Draco asked freefalling onto the ground about ten feet above the ground. They looked stunned at Draco's 'show' and even more about his broom.
Hermione followed suit, and did the same thing falling down next to Draco. There was such an adrenaline rush landing from a broom, even if not many people could do it.
"Yeah, damn. How'd you do that?" On of the kids asked, "And how'd you get those brooms? They aren't even out yet to the public."
"Are they Pureblood?" Hermione whispered to Draco leaning into him
Draco nodded, "We may be able to corrupt them. We'll still have to treat them like crap, because they're younger kids."
Hermione nodded, "Our families are in good with the Ministry. Hermione Slytherin, I will be your Head Girl this year." Hermione said simply to them putting a smirk onto her face.
"Draco Malfoy, I'll be your Head Boy." Draco said, "Snape informed me before school ended." Draco whispered to her. She nodded.
"Then again, why the fuck would Potter be Head Boy? I mean he barely even passes. Or Weasel? He's just as stupid. Except, he just nods half the time." Hermione said loudly enough for everyone to hear.
"Ah, the joys of being able to take away points. You little prats better make a good impression now. We can make you or break you to put it simple. Anything to add Slyth?" He asked her giving the first years a smirk.
"Nah, if they get killed, who will ever suspect us of doing it?" Hermione asked whipping out her wand. They looked very frightened at it.
"How about a little curse or two. We can use an unforgivable." Draco said taking his wand out. The kids backed away some.
"We would get prosecuted. We are legal now, Draco." Hermione told him spilling into laughter on the inside.
"Who would they believe, a bunch of first years who can't make something levitate something, or two seventh years who got perfect scores on O.W.Ls, who are Head Boy and Girl, who never got in major trouble. Besides, our parents have the Minister wrapped around their fingers." Draco said smirking even more.
"Let's wait until school to embarrass them. See you in my Great-Great-Great-Great-Great Grandfather's house. Come on Draco." Hermione said doing a flip onto her broom.
Draco did the same, and did a couple of loops. They flew back so fast that it left the first years breathless.
"Travinati, Electra, Travinati, score Sweden! Bulgaria in possession. Hefrtov gets it. Sweden in position for a goal. Nice save by Bulgaria's newest Keeper Hefty. Bulgaria in possession of Quaffle. Wait, Krum has spotted the Snitch."
Everyone bent out of the box to see the little golden Snitch almost on the ground. The score was 350 in favor of Sweden.
"Krum got the Snitch. Krum got the Snitch, but Sweden wins. Does this remind anyone else of a World Cup in England with Ireland? Well, let's see the gracious losers do a victory lap now that Sweden finished theirs. 350 Sweden, 330 Bulgaria."
Sweden came into their box, and out again. Then it was Bulgaria's turn.
"Good job, Viktor. You did well." Hermione told him as he passed her.
"Thank you, Hermione." He said walking out with the rest of his team.
"Mum when are we leaving France?" Hermione asked.
"Soon, I suppose. There's a lot to be done here. You can buy some more robes. What about Quidditch equipment." Her mother answered getting up to leave with everyone else.
"Oh well. Draco, up for another fly?" Hermione asked him. Without their parents' consent they took their brooms, and flew out onto the Quidditch field.
"Mind if we use your Quaffle for a while?" She asked one of Sweden's Chasers.
"Knock yourself out. Can we watch if you don't mind. We're still a little tired." He said sitting down with the rest of the team.
"What you want to play, Malfoy?" She asked him standing up on her broom.
"How about some Chaser/Keeper practice, Slytherin?" He said, "Even though I am the best Seeker." He said puffing his chest up.
She came to him, and pushed him slightly, which made him retract, "Professionals are watching you make a fool out of yourself Draco." She said loudly enough for them to hear. They started laughing a bit.
Hermione got in position by the goals, "Let's see your skills, Malfoy." She said.
He came around to her, flew under her, and shot. She flew to him, and caught it. He tried again, but this time made it.
"And I'm not even a Chaser. Wow Hermione, you're so good." He said sarcastically.
"It's not my fault you have 'some' skills. Even if you don't have 'others'." She said loudly which made Sweden start laughing again.
"Shut up." He said throwing it straight for her head. She caught it.
"Aw, did I get whittle Waco Mawfoy maddie?" She said in her cutest baby voice. He just glared at her.
After a while of serious practice they brought back the Quaffle.
"Thanks, we were just a little bored. Can we uh, borrow your Snitch?" Draco asked hopefully. They nodded, a little speechless about something.
"Draco, I am not playing Seeker. Have fun. I'll watch." She said sitting down as Draco released the Snitch.
"You know, we have two new positions open for our team. Our Seeker and Keeper are retiring. From what we saw, you're good. No, your incredible. So would you like to… Did he catch the Snitch already?"
"Yeah, Draco is really good." She said as he flew over and put it back in.
"Would you like to be our new Seeker and Keeper?" The captain asked.
"You're kidding." Draco said in awe.
"That's no beginner talent, kid. You got major talent. So, would you like to join. We'll owl you with details, and we can give you your new robes today."
"Fuck, excuse my language. Fuck Draco, hell yeah. You?"
"Wait till Potter hears about this." He said. They shook hands and got introduced. A couple of minutes later they came back with beautiful Quidditch robes with their names on the back magically done.
They put on the robes, and flew out. Hermione spotted their parents talking to the Minister of Magic.
"Mum, Dad, GUESS WHAT?!" Hermione said excitedly.
"Why are you and Draco wearing red and silver robes?" Her mum asked her suspiciously.
"We're on the team." Hermione managed to say somewhat calmly.
"They have a team." Her father told her. She rolled her eyes at him.
"Their Seeker and Keeper are quitting. Draco and I were fooling around with the Quaffle and the Snitch, and they said we were good. They said we weren't on the beginner level. They offered us the spots. See the robes??" She murmured excitedly turning around, and pointing to her name.