Disclaimer: None of it is mine except the plot! Sorry if something is misspelled; my books are lost somewhere in my room. Thanks to imogenhmand jameslvr, my only reviewers. Well, thanks you two for getting me to update!
Hermione sighed as she walked to the Great Hall with Blaise and Draco. They were arguing over something, she didn't know what. When flying came up, her curiosity got the better of her.
"What are you talking about?" she asked.
"Oh yeah, you don't know about quiddich, do you?" Draco responded.
"Quid-quim-quib—what?"
"Quiddich. It's when you fly on a broom, there are three balls: a snich, a quaffle, and a bludger." Blaise explained.
"What's a bludger?" Hermione was starting to feel a little stupid.
"A bludger, well, it flies around trying to nock you off your broom. Beaters, they, well, beat that out of the way so they don't hurt you." Draco said.
"Oh. I know what the others do. I read it in the common room, it was from one of the bookshelves." Hermione told them.
"Good. Now, food!" Draco said and walked, on the verge of running, to their table. Millicent shook her head sadly, as she came to stand next to Hermione where Blaise had been.
"Never get between boys and their food." She said. Hermione nodded her agreement.
After they had eaten, they headed off to the first class of the day—Potions.
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