hogwarts

*I walk in scrolling on my phone*

Prof.Mcgonagal: Miss Mauldin, would you please put your phone away? *I say in a stern voice*

I kinda cant

Draco: Look, it's a little girl! She looks weak!

AVADA-

what's a mudblood?

Draco: It's a dirty, poor, filthy muggle. *The class gasps. The teacher looks at Draco angrily.*

sooooooooooooo like you

*Dumbledore turns to face them. He seems unfazed by their presence.* Death eaters: We're here for the boy.

“Which Boy?”

Death eater: Don't play dumb. You know who we're talking about.

*The other students are all caught up in the excitement of the chase, and no one seems to notice you chanting for Draco. You can't help but feel a bit embarrassed, but you also feel a sense of pride in Draco's accomplishments. You're starting to see him in a new light, as someone who is brave and courageous. You watch as Draco and Harry continue to chase each other, their brooms flying higher and higher into the sky.*

*Harry wrestles back his glasses, and they get to the ground just as Madam Hooch returns from the hospital wing.*

*Madam Hooch walks up to Harry and Draco, her face flushed with anger. She looks at them both, her eyes narrowing.* "What is going on here? I told you all to stay in the air until I told you to land!"