Bleeding Heart:Chapter 16

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Draco POV:

A large barn owl swooped down to meet a pathetic wizard, named Neville Longbottom. The owl brought Neville a small package. He ripped it open excitedly, showed off a small glass ball filled with white smoke.

"It's a remembrall!" he explained. "Gran I forget things-this tells you if there's something you've forgotten to do. Look, you hold it tightly this and if it turns red- oh…" His face fell, because the ball had suddenly glowed scarlet, "… You've forgotten something…" While Neville was trying to figure out what he forgotten, I walked up behind him and took it out of his hand.

Scar head and weasel jumped to their feet. Hoping for a fight but Professor McGonagall, who could spot trouble quicker than any other teacher in the school, was there in a flash.

"What's going on?"

"Malfoy's got my remembrall, professor."

Glaring at Neville, I dropped the ball back into his hand.

"Just looking," I simply told them, while walking away with Crabbe and Goyle trailing behind me.

At about three o'clock that afternoon all the Slytherins made their way to the grounds for their first flying lesson. There was no cloud in the sky; the lawns sloped towards the forbidden Forest, whose trees were swaying darkly in the distance.

Late as usual the Gryffindor's just got here in time, shortly after their teacher Madam Hooch arrived. She had short gray hair, and yellow eyes like a hawk.

"Well what are you all waiting for?" She barked. "Everyone stand by a broomstick. Come on, hurry up."

I glanced down at my broomstick and noticed was very old and some of the twigs stuck out at odd angles.

"Stick your right hand over your broom," yelled Hooch at the front, "and say up!"

"UP!" Everyone shouted.

My broom jumped into my hand at once, but it was one of the few that did. I looked over at Granger and saw it had simply rolled over.

Madam Hooch and showed them how to mount their brooms without sliding off the end, and walked up and down the rows correcting grips. When she walked up to me, and said I've been doing it wrong it set a flame in me, which only burned more when I saw Harry and Ron laughing.

"Now when I blow my whistle, you kick off the ground, hard," she said. "Keep your brooms steady, rise a few feet, and then come straight back down by leaning forward slightly. On my whistle-three-two-"

Neville nervous and jumpy pushed off hard before the whistle even touched her lips.

"Come back, boy!" She shouted, but Neville was rising straight up like a cork shot out of the bottle- twelve feet-twenty feet. I looked away for a split second and the next thing I heard was a nasty crack. I looked back and saw Neville lying face down on the grass in a heap. Madam Hooch was bending over Neville; her face was white as his. She was muttering something to the boy, and then turned to the rest of the class.

"None of you move while I take this boy to the hospital wing! You leave those brooms where they are or you'll be out of Hogwarts before you can say Quidditch!"

Neville, his face, tear-streaked, clutching his wrists, hobbled off with Madam Hooch.

No sooner were they out of earshot that I burst into laughter.

"Did you see his face, the great lump?"

The other Slytherins joined in.

"Shut up, Malfoy," Granger snapped. I glared at her for

"Ooh, sticking up for Longbottom?" said Pansy. "Never thought you'd like fat little crybabies, Granger."

"Look!" Said darting forward and snatching the ball. "It's that stupid thing Longbottom's gran sent him."

"Give it here Malfoy!" said Harry. Everyone stopped talking to watch.

I sneered at him.

"I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find-how about-up the tree?"

"Give it here!" He yelled at me, but I jumped on my broomstick and took off. Hovering with its top most branches of the closest tree.

"Come and get it Potter!"

Harry grabbed him broom.

"No!" Hermione yelled at him. "Madam Hooch told us not to move- you'll get us all in trouble."

Harry ignored her. He mounted the broom, and kicked hard against the ground. He pulled his broomstick up a little to take it even higher. He turned it sharply to face me. Too tell you the truth I was stunned.

"Give it here," harry yelled "or I'll knock you off your broom!"

"Oh yeah," I yelled back.

All of a sudden he shot at me and I narrowly got out of the way.

"Catch it if you can!" I said while throwing the small ball.

Harry flew at it, and in that time I slowly lowered to the ground. HE took a dive and barely caught it. Everyone broke out in a cheer, stupid Potter. I looked about and saw Professor McGonagall running towards them.

"HARRY POTTER!" she screamed.

I smiled because I just knew he was going to get expelled. Hermione turned to look at me and I smirked at her, but all she did was glare at me. For a second my face fell, but soon regained my composure.

As soon as Harry left with McGonagall I yelled out -"And the great boy-who -lived, just got expelled from Hogwarts!"

A/N Okay sorry for the really late update! This story is harder to right because im trying to keep to the book as much as possible so i have to write it out right from the book. It took me two hours just to write this. I havent updated sooner because my sister is obsessed with some new computor game and spends 5 hours on it a day! Yeah sad right? I'Ve been having alot of social problems in school, but it lets out on thurseday this week so I'll try to update as soon as possible! I love you guys!

Love,

Sarah