Author's Note: First fanfiction ever, so please be nice. All though I don't mind reviews. Sorry if it's really that bad...
Disclaimer: All rights go to whomever owns them. I don't own Glee, nor do I own Harry Potter.
To say that Quinn had a lot on her plate would be an understatement; after all she was a prefect, the smartest of her house, the captain of Ravenclaw's Quidditch team, and she also had to make room for her friends. Yet, she somehow managed just fine. She was already planning out her study guide for her OWL's while patrolling the corridors of the Hogwarts Express with her fellow prefects. She noticed Rachel Berry seemed exceptionally ecstatic for being chosen as a Slytherin prefect. The trolley was making its way down the hallway as well. She noticed a few first years buying some of the delicious candy.
"Anything from the trolley dear?" she asked politely. She saw Rachel buy a pack of Bertie Bott's every flavor beans, they were her favorite. When the trolley passed by Quinn she settled for a chocolate frog. Rachel approached her then, offering her some candy.
"No thanks," Quinn replied, opening her chocolate frog, and catching it with ease. The spell wore off and she took a small bite.
"Wow, it took me years to finally catch one of those," Rachel commented.
"It's not that hard," she replied, taking a look at her card. She found that it was yet again, Professor Dumbledore.
"Who'd ya get?" Rachel asked.
"Professor Dumbledore.
"Ah, that's who I got for my first frog," Rachel smiled. Just then, Santana and Brittany stepped out and into the hall, Santana, smoothing out her uniform, and Brittany following happily. Once they spotted the pair, Brittany ran up and pulled Rachel into a tight hug, and twirling her around. Rachel laughed, hugging her back. She did this to Quinn as well.
"Dwarf," Santana sneered. "Q," she smirked. Rachel frowned, deciding this was her cue to leave. Brittany scolded her lightly, but didn't exactly make a move to stop the prefect.
"You do know that she's probably going to be your roommate right?" Quinn asked.
"Great, I have to live with that filthy Mudblood as a roommate,"Santana groaned. Brittany paled at this. She was a muggle-born as well, and still after all these years Santana never knew. Brittany was too afraid of what might happen. The only person, who did know, other than the teachers, was Rachel. Quinn had a hunch, but she never questioned her, and she didn't dare try to ask Santana about it.
"H-hey, I'm gonna go check on Rachel," Brittany stammered.
"Alright," Santana sighed, watching her girlfriend saunter down the corridor to find her friend.
"Hey, you ok?" Britt asked with trembling lips.
"Of course… are you?" she questioned. The tall blonde, leaned in for a hug, to which the tiny diva returned quickly. The tears came fast, just as they had every time Santana or Quinn mentioned any hatred towards mudbloods. She usually went along with it until she found Rachel. Rachel whispered reassuring words that she knew would help her friend feel better.
"Have you ever tried –" the brunette was cut off.
"Nope, never." The dancer continued, "I'm too afraid of what she might think."
"However, as you've said and as I've noticed, she's full of compassion towards you, and only you, I'm sure she'll understand. She really loves you, it's quite obvious as well."
"B-but her hatred towards mudbloods is so strong and I-I don't know," she faltered.
"That's okay, but when the time comes, and you do tell her, I'm sure she'll be nothing but compassionate." Rachel wiped away her tears, but thankfully they were coming to a stop. Brittany hiccupped and thanked her friend for helping her.
"You're the best Rach." The brunette nodded sadly, and they held each other as the blonde tried to recover. They both looked up to find Santana and Quinn coming their way. Rachel quickly whispered a spell, and with a flick of her wand, the puffiness on Britt's face from all of the crying was gone. Rachel learned this a few years ago after Santana first found Brittany crying, she had threatened to beat her, and skin her alive but thankfully Brittany had stopped her on time. They pulled apart and Rachel nodded, walking away.
"Rachel wait," Quinn grabbed her wrist and stopped her, sending up sparks and tingles up, along her arm. "San," Quinn hissed.
"I'm sorry, dwarf."
"I- it's okay," she said, looking down at Quinn's hand that was still holding onto her wrist. "Uhm.."
The blonde quickly let go, trying to hide her blush, as the diva walked away.
"You are ridiculous, Fabray," Santana smirked.
"You have to learn to stop being so mean to her, or at least learn how to apologize," Brittany said.
"That's not what I'm talking about, I'm talking about how Quinn's got the hot's for Rachel."
"Santana!"
"Since when?" Brittany asked, confusedly.
"Since forever, Britt-Britt"
"Shut it, Lopez," Quinn warned. "Just please, don't tell anyone Britt, especially, Rachel."
"My lips are sealed." Santana cackled. Quinn was done for.