The Slytherin Royals

The Malfoy Family

"The Irish have done it again!" Sierra cheered hugging her mother longer than necessary and sitting down on the seat opposite her parents.

Scorpius proceeded to kiss their mother on the cheek and held her hand before sitting down beside his sister. "Not by that much. The Polish did so well. You would have been proud of them, mum."

"I wish I could have watched with you." Kallista said smiling at her not so young children. Scorpius was seventeen now -almost eighteen- and Sierra just turned sixteen.

Sierra frowned at her mum. Both her parents looked fabulously rich and wealthy but she could clearly see how tired they both were. "I wish we could help the family more."

Draco couldn't help but smile reaching for his girl and holding her hand. "Thank you, our sweet girl. Enough about the family business. Tell us all about the match."

The brightness in Sierra's eyes return. "It was amazing! Unfortunate really that we had to sit next to Peter Wood."

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After the holiday break, Headmaster Theodore Nott stood in front of the Great Hall and welcomed everyone back with an easy smile. Scorpius and Sierra smiled back eagerly.

"I am pleased to announce that an inter school Quidditch competition will start this year."

Sierra gasped in her seat, eyes widening in excitement. She turned to her brother and Calix. "Salazar's silvery beard!"

The entire Slytherin table sniggers at her reaction. Not many things could capture the attention of the Ice Queen.

Calix Zabini reaches over to his betrothed and affectionately pushes a blonde hair away from her eyes.

"To encourage inter house relationship, we will be choosing the Hogwarts Quidditch team from all four houses." Headmaster Nott continues with a nod of his head towards each table.

Sierra's eyes immediately lands on Peter Wood who was already grinning at her. He winks which makes Sierra do a very unladylike finger towards him.

"The Heads of House have already chosen the Captain for the team. All four votes are for Sierra Malfoy."

Shouts of agreement and applause from all four houses fill the Great Hall. If there's one thing everyone agrees upon, it's the brilliance and sheer talent that Sierra Malfoy has inside the pitch. A true leader and an utter menace really.

"Congratulations, Sierra. It is well deserved. Additionally, Peter Wood has been chosen as your right hand. Work well together."

Sierra doesn't get the chance to complain - not that she would since Wood is indeed an excellent flyer - because her Father, Draco Malfoy, steps into the Great Hall accompanied by the very handsome Minister, Blaise Zabini.

The entire Great Hall quiets. Jaws agape, it was like watching royalty enter. Equally handsome and confident, the two widely known Wizards walk through the Great Hall with their heads held high and a commanding authority surrounding them.

"Oh, yes. To oversee this event, we have Draco Malfoy. Oh? The Minister is here too. Sorry, Blaise." Headmaster Nott says with a not so apologetic smile at an affronted looking Minister. "I truly didn't see you." He was lying. Everyone could see him. Like Calix, Blaise Zabini is truly a sight to behold.

With a soft growl and flip of his perfectly combed hair, Blaise stands before the students and gives his famous smile. "Thank you for having us. I've truly missed Hogwarts- Calix, my boy! I didn't know you go here."

Calix buried his head in the palms of his hand. He didn't appreciate his father's attempt at being hilarious.

Beside Blaise, Draco rolled his eyes at his friend and cleared his throat. Hands behind his back, he was purely business. "I am here to ensure that everything goes smoothly for this event. Through Quidditch, we not only want Hogwarts to work as one but we also want to keep close relations with our neighbors. That being said, we should still crush them and take the cup. I believe Hogwarts is strong but it's stronger united. The four houses will each contribute to this. Thank you."