Camille's POV

It's the first Saturday morning of the year and I woke up early. I don't know why, just felt like I'm needed somewhere. So I got dressed and brushed my hair. I went to the kitchen and got a bite to eat before heading for the quidditch pitch. It wasn't long until the Gryffindor team appeared with an excited Colin Creevey. Who joins me in the stands.

"Let me guess, excited to see flying for the first time?" I ask him.

"Yes, it's so exciting" he says preparing his camera. "What you here for professor?" he asks m.

"I felt like something would happen here that needed a teacher" I tell him. The Gryffindor team appear and take flight. Colin starts to take photos excitedly. Hermione and Ron join us in the stands.

"Look this way, Harry! This way!" Colin shouts and I laugh silently. Suddenly I notice several people in green robes were walking onto the field, broomsticks in their hands.I stand and slowly make my way downstairs the other three following me. As the gryffindor team lands.

"Flint, this is our practice time! We got up specially! You can clear off now!" Oliver shouts. I disillusion myself to not alert them to my presence.

"Don't tell them I'm here" I whisper to the others and they nod their heads.

Marcus Flint was even larger than Wood. He had a look of trollish cunning on his face. "Plenty of room for all of us, Wood" he states. "I've got a specially signed note here from Professor Snape" he adds handing a piece of parchment to Oliver.

"I, Professor S. Snape, give the Slytherin team permission to practice today on the Quidditch field owing to the need to train their new Seeker" Oliver reads aloud. "You have a new seeker? Who?" he asks handing the note back to Flint. Draco appears from behind the Slytherin team.

"Aren't you Lucius Malfoy's son?" Fred asks.

"Funny you should mention Draco's father" Flint says as everyone on his team smiles. "Let me show you the generous gift he's made to the Slytherin team" he states. All seven of them held out their broomsticks. Seven highly polished, brand new handles and seven sets of fine gold lettering spelling the words Nimbus Two Thousand and One gleamed under the Gryffindors' noses in the early morning sun.

"Very latest model. Only came out last month" Draco states.

"I believe it outstrips the old Two Thousand series by a considerable amount. As for the old Cleansweeps sweeps the board with them" Flint adds smirking. "Oh look, a field invasion" he says as the other three join them.

"Why aren't you playing? And what's he doing here?" Ron asks.

"I'm the new Slytherin Seeker, Weasley" Malfoy says smugly. "Everyone's just been admiring the brooms my father's bought our team" he adds. Ron gaped, open mouthed, at the seven superb broomsticks in front of him. "Perhaps the Gryffindor team will be able to raise some gold and get new brooms, too. You could raffle off those Cleansweep Fives; I expect a museum would bid for them" he states and his team laughs.

"At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got in on pure talent" Hermione tells him. I smile proudly.

The smug look on Malfoy's face flickered. "No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood" he spat. Harry knew at once that Malfoy had said something really bad because there was an instant uproar at his words. Flint had to dive in front of Malfoy to stop Fred and George jumping on him.

"How dare you!" Alicia shrieks.

Ron plunged his hand into his robes, pulled out his wand. "You'll pay for that one, Malfoy! Eat slugs" he says. He pointed it furiously under Flint's arm at Malfoy's face. A loud bang echoed around the stadium and a jet of green light shot out of the wrong end of Ron's wand. Hitting him in the stomach and sending him reeling backward onto the grass.

"Enough" I say becoming visible. Ron vomits up a slug. "Malfoy, fifty points from slytherin. That word is not tolerated here. I don't care what Severus said, you and your team are banned from the pitch for a week. Now leave" I tell them and they leave.

"Professor, Ron" Harry says as her and Hermione hold Ron up. I draw my wand.

"Finite Incantatem" I say and he stops vomiting slugs. "Ron you should know better then to do magic with a broken wand. I'd replace it as soon as possible. Now I think that's enough training for one day" I state.

"Right professor, thank you" Oliver says and leaves. The team and Colin leave with him.

"Lets go see Hagrid" Hermione tells the boys. They agree and leave. I sigh and go to Severus' office to see the team there already whining.

"Leave us" he tells his students when he spots me. They leave. "Why have you banned my team from the pitch for a week?" he asks me.

"Of course they neglected to tell you what they did. Malfoy called Hermione a Mudblood and you know bullying is not tolerated at Hogwarts" I tell him. "His team did nothing to stop, so he lost points and they were all banned from the pitch for a week. Is that fine with you?" I ask him.

"Very well, but what of the Gryffindor team. Some tried to attack Draco and hex him" he states.

"Only after he said that word and nothing happen to him. Ron was the one vomiting slugs, not Draco. So they have done nothing to be punished for" I state. He goes to protest. "I was there the whole time Severus, or are you going to call me a liar?" I ask him.

"No, leave" he says.

"Good day Severus" I say and leave the office. Needing a break. I go to the forest and turn into Majesty. I then walk through the forest enjoying the peace and quiet.

A/N

Gif above of Draco calling Hermione a mudblood and on the external link of Ron vomiting up his first slug.