HP: Is It Wrong To Be A Sociopath In Magical World? [ Chapter 19 ]

From there everyone learned how to moment the brooms and it was pretty uncomfortable as one would expect it to be but I didn't say anything mostly not wanting to extend this lesson out any longer than it really needs to be at this point.

"Now, when I blow my whistle, you'll kick off from the ground, hard. Keep your broom steady, rise a few feet, the come straight down by leaning forwards slightly."

From there she counted down, but when she reached two Neville somehow ended up skyrocketing upward into the air, I just blinked as I watched him go up, maybe capping at about I don't know thirty feet?

From there he seemed to look down, realize how high up he was, before promptly falling off the broom like he didn't want to risk getting any higher up.

I held back a wince as a loud crack came from his body as he impacted with the hard uncaring ground below him.

Hooch nearby sped walked over to him and checked up on all the damage sustained to his person. After a couple moments she muttered something about a broken wrist, yeah that's got to be painful. Then, while she pulled Neville to his feet she looked at the rest of us and said.

"None of you are to move while I take this boy to the hospital wing, you'll leave those brooms where they are or you'll be out of Hogwarts before you can say Quidditch."

Well if that isn't an empty threat, Draco literally attacked someone without any reason and nothing actually ended up happening to him except some house points being lost, touching those brooms at worst might just damage the already horrifyingly out of shape broom's a little further.

Though, my thoughts were stopped as Draco burst out laughing, turning over to look at him, I rolled my eyes as he began to talk.

"Did you see his face, the great lump?" I watched as I noted that most of my house joined in while I noted that that wouldn't do.

It's more of a united front motion that they all acted like this, though I'm sure more than a few of the laughs came from those that did actually find it funny.

"Shut up Malfoy!" That was a Gryffindor that I don't recognize at all though Pansy followed up quickly enough with an insult.

"Oh, sticking up for Longbottom. Never thought you would like fat little crybabies." While that was happening.

I walked over towards where Neville had fallen and picked up a clear orb, looking at it for a moment while my mind connected the dots to recognizing it as a remembrall.

Turning it around in my hand for a moment, I noted that it turned red, meaning I've forgotten something, no surprise there, I've forgotten a lot of things in recent memory.

"Hey, that's that stupid thing Longbottom's gran sent him." Draco tried to snatch it out of my hand but I just moved it out of his range and continued to walk back to the two groups, though I noted that a bunch of eyes were now on me, looking over towards Harry, I had a 'look out' motion to him with my head before tossing him the orb.

He caught it very easily, while I noted that most of the Slytherins around me looked pissed at me, so I just looked back and raised an eyebrow and said.

"Well, I'm sorry if you're all kleptomaniacs but I would rather not deal with this house rivalry bull at the moment."

Which was my intention but sadly kids are stupid as Goyle stalked forwards and snatched it out of Harry's hand faster than I could have given the heavy boy credit for.

I actually let out an audible annoyed sigh as Draco and Harry got into their little spat that ended up with Harry catching the orb right before it smashed against the ground. After that exact moment McGonagall ran out to the field and dragged Harry off.

Draco looked smug as hell so with that I turned and began to make my way towards the three of them, I don't know why but that really annoyed me.

It was a power move, to undermine my action by going it anyway, and that was annoying. I noted that Blaise was giving me a warning sign to back off for now but I just smiled and continued forwards while Blaise actually flinched the sight.

"So what exactly was the plan?" Draco turned to look at me with his smug look turning into a sneer at the sight of me, but I just kept my pleasant grin on my face the whole time, which I think unnerved him as I haven't really smiled much at all so far in my time here, for this exact reason.

"I managed to get that blood traitor in trouble obliviously, I know one with such a pitiful lineage as yours won't understand, but it's simply me getting even with the traitor."

I continued to smile before shrugging and said in a voice, just loud enough for everyone to hear, with a tone that clearly stated that I was just humoring him like he was a small child and completely didn't believe anything I was about to say.

"Yes yes, of course, I understand that you believe that you're better and deserve this and that. Though I must inform you that maybe if you really want to so them up and show your 'skill and superiority' that maybe you should have a higher grade than two muggleborns."

I just smiled while his teeth clenched as everyone around me that understood what I was doing created a wall of silence around us.

Currently me and Hermione are topping each of our classes, and the only thing he gets a better grade at is potions and that's only for Hermione and that's probably because he has a strong head start and a bias from the professor.

Reminding him of that forces him to think in his words that 'someone of my lineage' is simply above his petty squabbles.