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Chapter #27: An interesting bet.

The match started, brooms were flying everywhere, and Harry was surprised to see someone who wasn't supposed to be here. Draco Malfoy was playing when he was supposed to be suspended. The excuse? Because the Slytherin team couldn’t find a better-suited replacement, they had to rely on him.

At different times, he would’ve been angry at the blatant corruption that took place to make this happen. Malfoy’s father was on the board of directors, and his godfather was the head of Slytherin, and he was at Dumbledore’s service; of course, he was going to find a way to be allowed to play.

However, the press was present, so this was the opportunity he was looking for to humiliate the Malfoy family across the country. Malfoy’s parents were on the stands too, but he was completely focused on Narcissa, who was sending him smiles from time to time. She was a Black, not a Malfoy, so he was cool with her.

He was hoping she wouldn’t hate him for what he was about to do to her son’s reputation, but this was going to be good for her too, for the longest time, she had wanted Draco to be humbler, well, today was going to be the day when he was going to get humbled.

“I’m going to destroy you, Dursley,” Malfoy said as he flew close to him.

“Want to make a bet?” Asked Harry with a smirk.

The blonde just huffed, as if he weren’t worth his time, but Harry seriously needed the blonde to accept the bet; the humiliation was going to be worse, and if he played his cards right, he could get a firebolt by the end of this match.

“I knew it, you’re nothing but a coward,” Harry smirked as he said this.

He mocked the blonde, knowing very well that he took those kinds of insults very personally, especially when the one who said them was someone whom he considered inferior.

“I’m going to catch the snitch Malfoy, and that’s not a promise, that’s a fact,” Harry declared, fueling Malfoy's anger even more.

“Fine… Let’s make a bet!” Malfoy demanded; he couldn't believe he wanted to show someone like Dursley that he was still the best at everything.

“Very well, let’s bet our magic, in case the loser decides not to pay his debt,” Harry declared with a smirk.

Malfoy’s face suddenly turned worried. There were many other players around, and after seeing his reaction, they started to whisper. Many were worried about him accepting the bet; no one was mocking him because betting your magic was a very dangerous thing.

Only those degenerates addicted to gambling and who have nothing else to lose bet their magic to continue getting that rush of adrenaline that comes from the risk. Malfoy was clearly in a position in which he couldn’t refuse Dursley’s demands.

“Fine… What do you want?” The blonde asked as he gritted his teeth.

“I want you to bet your magic, and in case I win the snitch, you’ll give the whole Gryffindor team firebolt brooms,” Harry said with a smirk.

The Gryffindor players were watching the exchange with amusement. They all knew Malfoy got his position back in his second year by bribing the whole team by getting them firebolts, so, doing that was no problem for the blonde; still, that didn't mean he would be happy to lose.

“Fine…” Malfoy prepared himself, and Harry decided to cast a sonorus charm on him. “On the name of my magic, if Harry Dursley catches the snitch, I’m getting the whole Gryffindor team firebolt brooms,” Malfoy declared. Soon, his body glowed.

Clearly, the bet has been accepted, but to make things worse, the whole stadium has heard his words, and worst of all, his parents too, who now looked a bit embarrassed after what he had just done. Now it was time for Harry to bet something, the emerald-eyed wizard ended the sonorus charm.

“You’re very generous, Draco,” Harry smirked as he flew away without betting anything.

It took Malfoy a few minutes to register what the hell just happened and when he finally did, his eyes widened, he has been tricked to make it look like it was one sided bet, something to mock the other team because of their new seeker, many of the public that were aware of the treatment of Malfoy on Harry Dursley, just thought Draco was bullying him with that bet.

Before Draco could demand Harry to bet on something to make this fair, the emerald-eyed wizard moved to his side of the pitch and before the blonde could make a tantrum, they heard madam Hooch’s whistle indicating that the match was about to start, the blonde could only make a face of anger as he got to his position, his teammates didn’t know what to think of this.

If he loses, he’s going to face incredible humiliation. Now, the blonde was under more pressure, considering that, according to his father, there was a Quidditch scout from a professional team watching the match, and the press was there too; now he was pressured to win.

“Look at that, now Draco Malfoy is pressured to win, imagine if he loses, not only is he going to lose to someone who’s playing for the Gryffindor team for the first time, but also, he’s going to pay for all those brooms or lose his magic… Don’t be like that, people, ludopathy is a very serious issue!” Luna said through the speaker.

Harry couldn’t help but smile at Luna’s commentary; meanwhile, McGonagall was facepalming, clearly regretting the choice to have Luna as the commentator. Harry was now focused. Madam Hooch whistled again, and soon all the balls were in the air, but there was just one left, the snitch, and soon she decided to free it.

Malfoy, as was expected, started to chase the small golden sphere. Harry was taking his time; there was no rush for him. For now, he was just moving around the pitch, trying not to be a nuisance for the rest of the team. He also defended from time to time as he waited for his opportunity to chase the snitch.

It’s clear that he wanted to show that he wasn’t just a seeker who stood in his place and just chased snitches; no, he wants to show the professional Quidditch scout that he could do more. Harry couldn’t help but watch in amusement as Draco Malfoy tried to catch the snitch. The blonde was too focused on the snitch that he almost lost balance just when he was about to catch it.

But seeing how pathetic he was, the snitch decided to move, and now it was in front of Harry. The thing started to buzz like a bee, but instead of trying to catch it while it was in front of him, Harry decided to chase it. The snitch had a very innocent mentality; the thing played around and did not care about anything else.

Still, Harry decided that it was time to fly and chase the thing, even thought he was using an old broom, he was moving at an incredible speed, the snitch didn’t want to be caught so, it led Harry through the poles, through the players and through the stands and he wasn’t alone, Malfoy was right next to him trying to push him away.

“Hi, Malfoy,” Harry said with a smirk.

The blonde looked at him with a confused expression, unaware of what he found so amusing. That action only lasted a second, but that was enough for Malfoy to crash against a concrete tower while Harry continued chasing the snitch.