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(Past-2nd year: part one)

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Mrs. Weasley exclaimed," Oh, Harry! Thank goodness! We'd hoped you'd only gone one grate too far..." as she hugged him.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, Mr. Gilderoy Lockheart."

I rolled my eyes, as I saw Hermione swoon.

"Ah! Here he is" cried Mrs. Weasley.

"Mum fancies him" Ron explains to Harry

"Make way there. Please! Let me by, madam. Thank you. Excuse me little girl. This is for the Daily Prophet" says a photographer trying to get Lockhart's photo.

Lockhart scanned through the crowd, till his eyes landed on Harry.

"It can't be- Harry Potter?" questions Lockhart as he looks toward Harry. A part of me feels bad for Harry, and the other want to laugh at Harry's expression,

The same photographer looked at Harry and exclaimed, "Harry Potter! Excuse me, madam," as he then grabbed Harry's sweater and pushed him towards Lockhart.

Lockhart put his arm around him as he said, "Nice big smile, Harry. Together you and I rate the front page! Ladies and gentlemen, what an extraordinary moment this is. When young Harry stepped into Flourish and Blotts this morning to purchase my autobiography, Magical Me...which, incidentally is currently celebrating its 27th week atop the Daily Prophet bestseller list, he had no idea that he would, in fact, be leaving... with my entire collected works, free of charge. Now, ladies?"

" Harry, now you give me those, and I'll get them signed. All of you wait outside. That's it, Ron" said Mrs. Weasley who took Harry's books.

As we head out side, I saw a familiar pale-faced, blonde-haired boy.

Ugh. Draco Malfoy. Great.

"I'll bet you loved that, didn't you, Potter? Famous Harry Potter" mocked Malfoy, "Can't even go into a bookshop without making the front page."

I opened my mouth to defend Harry, but Ginny Weasley beat me to it.

"Leave him alone." I smiled. It was obvious that Ginny had a huge crush on Harry.

"Oh look, Potter. You've got yourself a girlfriend" said a smirking Malfoy.

"Oh shut up, Malfoy" I told him.

He scowled at me.

"Now, now Draco, play nicely. Mr. Potter... Lucius Malfoy. We meet at last. Forgive me, your scar is legend, as, of course, is the wizard who gave it to you" said a much older looking version of Draco.

"Where do you think those two are?" asked Hermione for the millionth time.

"I don't know Hermione" I said.

"Are you even worried?" she demanded. I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Of course I am worried! But I am sure they're alright 'Mione."

"RONALD WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU STEAL THAT CAR! I AM ABSOLUTLEY DISGUSTED! YOUR FATHER'S NOW FACING AN INQUIRY AT WORK, AND IT'S ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT! IF YOU PUT ANOTHER TOE OUT OF LINE, WE'LL BRING YOU STRAIGHT HOME! Oh, and Ginny, dear, congratulations on making Gryffindor. Your father and I are so proud!" said the Howler.\

Poor Ron. He was redder than his own hair.

"Uh-oh. I smell trouble" said Ron, as we saw the Slytherin Team walk on the fields. Me, Ron, and Hermione ran to Harry's side.

"I, Professor Severus Snape, do hereby give the Slytherin team permission to practice today, owing to the need to train their new Seeker. You've got a new Seeker. Who?" asked Wood.

"Malfoy" I asked, completely shocked.

"That's right. And that's not all that new this year" he said as he showed off his broom. Ron gasped.

"Those are Nimbus Two Thousand and Ones! How did you get those?" asked Ron

"A gift from Draco's father" said Marcus Flint

"You see Weasley, unlike some, my father can afford the best" added Malfoy, with a disgusting smirk on his face.

"At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got it on pure talent" retorted Hermione

"No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood" snarled Malfoy.

I gasped. How dare he. I brought my arm out punch him, but someone pulled me back.

"How dare you!" I yelled

"You'll pay for that one, Malfoy. Eat slugs!" and with that, Ron's spell backfired.