Quidditch
Y/n's pov:
I was writing a letter to my father about what happened with Professor Umbitch. Once I was finished writing the letter, I headed to the owlrey. I found my owl, Peach, and gave her the letter.
"Take this to Malfoy Manor." I said, stroking the top of Peach's head. She flew over my head and out off the window behind me.
I walked back to school and headed to the main hall. I found Pansy sat with Draco and everyone else.
"Where did you go so early?" Mattheo asked, moving over so I could sit next to him.
"I was sending a letter to my father." I said, shrugging.
"Okay, you need to eat something, by the way. Also, quidditch tryouts are after school, if you're interested." He said.
"I'm not hungry right now. But I will try out for the quidditch team." I said, smiling lightly.
"Okay, we have to get to herbology before we're late." Mattheo said.
We got up and left the main hall, heading towards the greenhouses.
Once the last bell had rung, I headed to the dorms. I got dressed and headed towards the quidditch pitch.
Everyone that was trying out for the team stood in a circle in the middle of the pitch. I walked over to them and stood next to Mattheo. Pansy stood in the middle of the large circle, explaining how tryouts were going to work.
"You each get into groups of what position you play and practice. Then I'll come around the groups and see who the best players are. The team list will then be put up in the common room in 2 days." She explained.
Everyone nodded in agreement and started getting into groups. I went and joined the rest of the people who were trying out to be a chaser.
"So, you're the new girl. I bet you would look great in my bed." A manslag said, walking towards me.
"I think that you would look great under me after I have stabbed you through your heart." I said, in a seductive tone.
The small dicked man looked taken back. "How dare you speak to me like that, do you know who I am." He exclaimed.
"No I don't know who you are and to be honest I don't want to know." I said, putting my hands on my hips.
"My father works for the dark lord, I'll have you killed" the short lad said.
"Do you know who my father is? Have you ever heard of Lucius Malfoy?" I asked sarcastically.
The lads face dropped. "I'm so sorry." He said, walking away from me.
"Y/n, what did you do?" Asked Pansy, who was smiling.
"He tried to flirt with me, so I threatened to kill him." I said, with a smile.
"Good on you." She said, now smiling as well.
We all started working in groups practicing our skills. Pansy started to walk around the groups, selecting the best players.
"Everyone that I haven't selected can fuck off." Pansy said. Once everyone had left, there was only Mattheo, Enzo, Theodore, Draco, Blaise, Pansy, and me left.
"I guess this is the team then." Mattheo exclaimed.
"I guess so." I said, shrugging.
*2 days later.*
The quidditch team list had been posted:
Captain: Pansy Parkinson
Chaser: Y/n Malfoy
Chaser: Blaise Zabini
Chaser: Lorenzo Birkshire
Beater: Mattheo Riddle
Beater: Theadore Nott
Goalkeeper: Pansy Parkinson
Seeker: Draco Malfoy
Reserve: Marcus Flint
"Flint, as the reserve, are you having me on." I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air.
"What's wrong with Flint?" Mattheo asked.
"He's a creep, the way he was talking to me the other day: 'I bet you would be good in bed. I bet I could get you in bed'." I said, immatating him.
"He's just like that. Don't let it get to your head." He said.
I just rolled my eyes and walked off. How could I not let it get to my head?