"Malfoy! Are you going to train or sit on your arse!?"
Draco snapped out of his thoughts as he look around to see where the voice came from. Draco grunted as he saw Marcus Flint above him, his front crooked teeth sticking out in anger. "Well, are you??" Marcus yelled, "Or will I have to kick you off my team!?" "Honestly Flint, bugger off." Draco sighed, he looked away seeing something awfully bright in the distance.
"Fine! Then you're off the team!"Marcus annouced. Draco couldn't care less as he ignored him, squinting his eyes to see what that bright thing was. " Didn't you hear me! " The captain shouted once more.
"You're off my team!" Draco grunted. " Marcus! Don't you think that's a bit too far?!" Zabini yelled to him.
Draco yelled, " Zabini, Don't, I don't care." Draco flew down to the ground. He got off his broom and walked of the pitch. He heard Zabini calling after him but ignored him and kept walking. When his father finds out he'd been kicked off the team, he'll be dead.
"Well well, look who we have here!" He heard someone say. Draco looked up to see the grffindor quidditch team.
"What do you want?" Draco sighed. "Whats wrong with him? He's strangly calm." One of the infamous Weasley twins asked. "No clue, Forge" The other Weasley answered. "Maybe if you stop asking each other and maybe ask him what's wrong himself?" The girl with brown hair said smacking the twins upside their heads. "Oww! Merlin Angie" the twins bellowed. Draco smirked at the girl's antics, "Well, go on ask him!" The so called "Angie'' said to them. "Malfoy! Aren't you supposed to be training? The rest of your team is." Oliver Wood called out to him.
"They're not my team, not anymore" Draco stated simply. The gryffindors looked at him dumbfounded.
"Malfoy, what do you mean? You're the slytherin seeker, of course they're your team!" Draco smiled sweetly replied, " I've been kicked off the team" He smiled once more as he walked past them ignore their stares.