I stood next to Harry and Ron out in the courtyard waiting for Madame Hooch to start class. We were all standing in our little groupies over my shoulder I could see Malfoy glaring at Harry's back.
"Some seem to find you back more interesting than your front." I say, nodding my head towards Malfoy.
"Ah, well. Some cannot stand for the marvelous beauty of my face and can only stand the plainness of the back." Harry replies with a laugh.
"Alrighty kiddos, stand next to a broom and we'll start your first flying lesson." Someone said; I assumed it was Madame Hooch.
We all walked over to a broom. It was very segregated; Slytherin was on one side and Gryffindor was on the other. Would it be any other way?
"Now say 'up' forcefully and the broom should come to you." Madame Hooch says.
'Up's filled the air. Harry managed to get his broom up on the first try. It took me one more but I still managed to get mine up before Hermione. Then she showed us how to mount our brooms. Harry had the biggest grin on his face when he noticed Madame Hooch telling Malfoy that he has been holding his broom wrong for years.
"On my whistle, push hard of the ground and hover for a few moments before leaning foreword and coming back down." She got to two before Neville pushed off the ground and kept floating upward. "Come back!" She yelled
Neville just kept going up. His face turned completely white with fear as he looked over the ground. You could see his mouth opening wide as he gasped and fell off the broom to the ground. There was a crack and a loud thud. I looked over to Malfoy who was trying to stifle a laugh. Anger boiled inside me.
"No one is to fly a broom while I'm gone. If you do you'll be out of here before you can say 'Quidditch'."
Malfoy broke out into laughter as soon as they were out of earshot. I walked over to him. None of his goons say me.
"Malfoy." I said.
"What?" He tried to get another sentence out, but he was to busy getting beaten up.
"Malfoy!" I heard either Crabbe or Goyle say.
"Stay out!" Malfoy held out a hand to stop them. "This is our fight and I am not going to loose!"
Did I tell you my father taught martial arts? Well, he does and I was his model. When he was trying to teach something new, he'd bring me in and demonstrate on me. Eventually I didn't want to be picked on so I started taking his classes. Next time he demonstrated something on me, he was on the ground before he could have said 'stop'.
Anyway, I smirked and did a roundhouse kick to his head. He moved and I ended up hitting his shoulder. He did a curve punch to my stomach, which I eagerly accepted to get him closer for my next move. I'll say, he wasn't the best of punchers. Then I grabbed his waist and flipped him over my shoulder. A loud, satisfying thud followed and all the Gryffindors cheered. I decided to sit on him so he wouldn't move, but I was lifted off the ground by Crabbe and Goyle who held me firmly so I wouldn't free myself. Malfoy came over and reared himself up to punch me.
"Let her go, Malfoy!" I hear Harry yell.
"What? No way!" I decide this is the time to act and I kick him where it hurts. He keels over in pain.
Crabbe miraculously lets go of me, so I throw a punch to his face and whap Goyle's nose as I turn around. Now I am free! Malfoy apparently has recovered from the blows I gave him earlier and Crabbe and Goyle are standing as well.
"Now this isn't fair!" I whine. "Three against one is not a fair fight Mr. Malfoy. What would your mommy say?"
He is obviously angered by my words and runs at me. Silly boy. You never run at people. It gives away exactly what you're going to do. When he gets to me he randomly starts throwing punches. I easily block them and give him some of my own. I hit him atop the head. He sort of crumples to the ground before he manages to pick himself up again to attack me. This time, in his moment of weakness, I hit his ear fairly hard and he falls sideways. I sit down next to him. Probably not one of my best ideas. I pat his back in a motherly fashion.
"Now Draco honey, you know you shouldn't be fighting." I say soothingly. He seems to take offense and flips me on my back. I feel something heavy on my stomach and notice it is Malfoy sitting on me. I hear cries of outrage and assume it is Harry and Ron. Crabbe and Goyle are holding them back.
"Now," Malfoy said through clenched teeth, "I don't appreciate being beaten up in front of my class."
"Since when do you appreciate anything?" I say cheekily.
"Since…" He seemed to not know what to say next. He grabs the collar of my robes. "You know, I'm tired of you and Potter and Weasley. You all make me sick."
At that moment, Madame Hooch decided to come out. She sensed something was wrong when she saw Malfoy sitting on top of Katie and using the collar of her robes to hold her up. "Malfoy!" she yelled. "I would have expected more from you. Are you hurt Katie?"
"No." I say, and she sits me down on a nearby rock. Harry and Ron come over and sit next to me.
"That was bloody brilliant!" Ron says. "We really need you in a fight."
"Eh. I'm not that great." I reply, looking down at the ground.
"Is something wrong, Katie?" Harry asks, his voice is filled with concern.
"What? Oh, no." I say. "I just need to talk to Dumbledore."
"Okay. I'll get Madame Hooch and tell her that we'll take you." Harry says patting my back.
"Thanks guys." I put a false smile on my face as they walk away. I breathe to try and calm myself but it is not possible.
The only thing I am capable of thinking is I changed the book! And What have I done?
Readers! Hehehe! How'd you like the semi-cliffhanger? I really can't have a girl following them around now can I? Sorry something interesting has to happen on the 11th chapter. I hope the other chapters were interesting though. Oh, did you like my fighting scene? I thought it was genius. I was halfway through the chapter when I'm like 'I should have Katie beat up Malfoy'. It was quite fun actually. So, thanks for reading… -wolfhound22