C H A P T E R N I N E
THE MIDNIGHT DUEL
H
arry had never believed he would meet a boy he hated
more than Dudley, but that was before he met Draco
Malfoy. Still, first-year Gryffindors only had Potions with the
Slytherins, so they didn’t have to put up with Malfoy much. Or at
least, they didn’t until they spotted a notice pinned up in the
Gryffindor common room that made them all groan. Flying
lessons would be starting on Thursday — and Gryffindor and
Slytherin would be learning together.
“Typical,” said Harry darkly. “Just what I always wanted. To
make a fool of myself on a broomstick in front of Malfoy.”
He had been looking forward to learning to fly more than any-
thing else.
“You don’t know that you’ll make a fool of yourself,” said Ron
reasonably. “Anyway, I know Malfoy’s always going on about how
good he is at Quidditch, but I bet that’s all talk.”
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