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I was waiting for the Quidditch team. Marcus Flint had to announce something very important. "She is one of our best players." I heard and turned around. "I have no choice." Flint said and walked up to me. 
                          
The whole Quidditch team had new brooms except me. "First, we welcome our new seeker." Flint started and my eyes widened. "Malfoy?!" I hissed. "Shut it, Potter. What is she still doing here?" Draco questioned. "Still?" I asked. 
                          
"I forgot. Potter, you were kicked off the team. I'm sorry but it is what it is." Flint said and I glared at him with disbelief. "What?! No offense but without me we wouldn't have won a single game." I snapped. 
                          
"Enough! You're out." Flint said and Draco smirked. "I hate all of you." I spat and was about to walk away. "Oh and by the way, I will not go back to the team even if you worship me. That's it.  Goodbye and good luck." And with that I stormed off. 
                          
I saw Ron and Hermione sitting on a bench. "(Y/N)!" They both beamed. "Hello." I said annoyed and sat down next to them. "Are you alright?" Ron questioned. "Yeah, you look pretty mad." Hermione added. "I'm fine. I'm totally fine." I hissed and broke Hermione's pen. "Oh, sorry." I said handing Hermione her pen again. "What happened?" Ron said scared. 
                          
"I was kicked off the Quidditch team. I think it's Malfoy's fault." I rolled my eyes and put my head on my hands. "What?!" They both snapped in disbelief. "Yeah, you heard right." I said. "I'm so sorry, (Y/N)..." Hermione said and patted my shoulder. "It's ok, I guess." I huffed. "Bloody Smellfoy will pay for that." Ron said. "No, really. He's not worth it." I huffed. 
                          
Then we saw the Gryffindor and Slytherin Quidditch team. "It won't end well." We three said. "Where you think you're going Flint?" Wood questioned. "Quidditch practice." - "I booked the pitch for Gryffindor today." - "Easy, Wood. I've got a note." Flint said and handed him the note. 
                          
"I smell trouble." Ron said and we all got up walking to the Slytherin Quidditch team. 
                          
"I, Professor Severus Snape, do hereby give the Slytherin team permission to practice today, owing to the need to train their new Seeker." Wood read aloud. "You've got a new Seeker. Who?" Wood asked. 
                          
Then Malfoy stepped forth with a smirk. "Malfoy?" Harry questioned. "That's right. And that's not all that's new this year." Draco said and the whole Quidditch team showed their new brooms. I rolled my eyes and glared at him.
                          
"Those are Nimbus 2001s. How did you get those?" Ron questioned. "A gift from Draco's father." Flint said. "You see, Weasley, unlike some, my father can afford the best." Draco spat. Then Hermione spoke up, "At least no one on the Gryffindot team had to buy their way in. They got in on pure talent."
                          
 "No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood." Draco said and I gasped. "You'll pay for that one, Malfoy. Eat slugs!"  Ron said. "Ron, no!" I yelled. He pointed his wand at Malfoy and and since his wand was broken he backed away. They Slytherin's laughed at Ron. "You are all real snakes." I snapped. The whole Gryffindor team and I ran up to Ron. 
                          
"You okay, Ron?" Hermione questioned and kneeled down next to him. He looked like he was sick. "Say something?" Hermione said. Then Ron spilled out a slug and I looked away. Colin took a photo and I looked at him with disbelief. 
                          
"Wow! Can you turn him around, Harry?" He questioned. "No, Colin, get out of the way." I snapped and Harry and Hermione helped him up. "Let's take him to Hagrid's. He'll know what to do." I suggested and Ron spilled out another slug. They all agreed and we made our way to Hagrid's. 
                          
As I passed Draco, I stopped for a moment, "You will regret all of this. Oh and I know that you have something to do with my eviction." I snapped and he smirked. "I don't know what you're talking about." He said innocently. I huffed and followed Harry and Hermione to Hagrid's. 
                          
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"This calls for a specialist's equipment." Hagrid said handing Ron a bucket. "Nothing to do but wait till.it stops, I'm afraid." Hagrid said and Ron spilled out a slug again. "Okay." Ron said. "Better out than in." Hagrid said. "Who was Ron trying to curse, anyway?" Hagrid added. 
                          
"Malfoy. He called Hermione...uhm... Well, I don't know exactly what it means." Harry said and I patted Ron's shoulder. Hermione stood up and I saw tears in her eyes. "He called me a Mudblood." Hermione said and Hagrid gasped in disbelief. "He did not." Hagrid said. 
                          
"What's a Mudblood?" Harry questioned. "It means 'dirty blood.' Mudblood's a foul name for someone who's Muggle-born. Someone with non-magic parents. Someone like me. It's not a term one usually hears in civilised conversation." Hermione almost cried. 
                          
"See, the thing is, Harry, there are some wizards, like the Malfoy family who think they're better than everyone else because they're pure-blood." Hagrid mocked. "That's horrible." Harry and I said. 
                          
Ron spilled out another slug and he looked disgusted. "It's disgusting." Ron huffed. "And it's codswallop to boot. Dirty blood. Why, there isn't a wizard alive today that's not half-blood or less. More to the point, they've yet to think of a spell that our Hermione can't do. Come here." Hagrid said and cheered Hermione up. 
                          
Hagrid took Hermione's hand and sent her a warm smile. "Don't you think on it, Hermione. Don't you think on it for one minute." Hagrid said and Hermione nodded. 
                          
"(Y/N), why weren't you with your team." Harry questioned calmly. "Flint kicked me." I said. "What?!" Hagrid and Harry said in disbelief. "Malfoy's fault." I added and they looked at me. 
                          
"I'm so sorry..." Harry said and gave me a hug. "It's ok.  I'm just mad at the whole team. Why is the team doing this?" I questioned. "That's not a real team. They lost their best player." Harry smiled at me which I returned. "Thanks." - "Malfoy is the worst." Hagrid snapped and we all agreed.