Hey everyone! Beware the Weeping Angels here with another chapter. My flash fanfic will be updated tomorrow and most likely so will my other Harry Potter one. The poll for who Neville will be with us still open, here is how it stands now

Tracey Davis- 12

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Uh Oh. Those words kept repeating in Ron Weasleys head. The look on his three brothers faces terrified him. They had a mix of disappointment and anger on them that no one would ever like to see.

"Why?" Percy asked his brother simply. He never imagined Ron would do such a thing. Not even the twins would go so far as to bully someone. Ron has always been so kind, what could have happened to have changed him?

"She's a bloody know-it-all!" Ron rolled his eyes. "And I don't understand what the big deal is. She's just a random girl."

Fred shook his head in disappointment. How could his brother not see the problem? Hermione nearly died because of his stupidity. Both George and Percy were thinking the same things. And what even is wrong with being smart?

"There is nothing wrong with being smart." Percy tells Ron, only for him to receive a snort in return. "It is clear Hermione actually cares about her future. With this attitude I'd be scared to look at your marks in class. What are they?"

"I dunno." Ron mutters, looking at the feast around him. His stomach rumbles with hunger. "I'm going to go eat."

As Ron turns away, George grabs his arm to keep him there.

"You already ate 3 plates." George tells him. "You should be okay till after this conversation." Ron groans at his brother.

"How do you not know your marks?" Fred asks. Even the twins, who are pranksters wouldn't let their grades slip too far or loose too many points. Whatever they did blunder up they would find a way to fix it. With Ron having lost them 30 points, and the fact that he has no care, that worries the twins.

"I never check." Ron says in a bored manner.

"Okay, are you caught up on all your homework?" Percy asked. He knew he couldn't get an apology at out Ron for Hermione, but if he could get through to Ron while helping him study, he may make a difference.

"I dunno."

Percy grimaced. That's not a good sign.

"I'll ask your teachers for your current assignments and hopefully I'll be able to find out your marks." Percy states, before thinking about something. "Well I'll ask everyone but Professor Snape, him being Slytherin biased isn't good for any Gryffindor marks. I'll just help you study and learn that no matter what."

Ron groans once more. Why did his brothers have to care NOW. He'd rather them just leave him alone. This is all bloody Potter and Grangers fault. If it weren't for them he'd be completely invisible to their eye.

Percy gets up and walks up to his dorms, ready for his mission tomorrow. Too long Ron had hid and gotten away with being this way. Percy had no intention of letting his brother be a failure if he could do something about it.

Fred and George looked at each other, then at Ron.

"Look Ron," Fred started.

"We do love you." George continued.

"But unless you start behaving,"

"Mum will get written to."

Ron was horrified. They wouldn't dare. They know how bad Mum was. She'd send a howler for sure. Fred and George then walked up to their dorms, leaving Ron finally alone to eat more.

5 more helpings of food later, Ron decided to head up to his dorm. Seeing Potter wasn't in bed, Ron smirked. He hopes he gets caught out of bed. It would serve him right. Ron then falls asleep with a smile, thinking of how many points Potter will lose.

However, just as Ron was thinking this, Harry, Neville and Hermione entered the common room, finally coming back from the hospital wing. Everyone who was still awake swarmed the trio for questions.

Deciding to leave Harry's unknown power a secret, they told them that he levitated the troll's club a knocked him out. Apparently everyone believed that, even though that only earlier that day he never managed to even levitate a feather more than a few inches. Clearly wizards can't even use proper logic.

When the swarm finally let them go, Harry and Hermione went to sit by the fire. Neville went up to bed, as he wasn't afraid that Ron would be dumb enough to try revenge on him. Not to mention Neville has nothing to do with Ron getting in trouble.

Harry and Hermione sat by the fireplace, deep in thought. It had been one heck of a day. And yet it created bonds that would never be broken. The Golden Trio was formed, and from there it will only expand to more than a trio. Who knows, maybe it will form into an Army one day.

The pair sat in silence, both slowly drifting off to sleep. About an hour later, Oliver Wood and Angelina Johnson went down from the dorms in order to study a little bit more, and saw them. Angelina almost went to get a camera to take a photo, but Oliver stopped her.

Oliver lifted his seeker up and carried him to bed, while Angelina got Hermione. Many would accuse Oliver of doing this purely because he wanted Harry in shape for the Quidditch match, but Oliver wasn't all about quidditch. He wasn't heartless.

Line break! Warning, line break! Time Skip! Heads of House meeting!

Friday, November 1, 1991

Headmaster's Office

8:00pm

It was the beginning of the month, and therefore the 4 heads of houses met with the headmaster to make rule updates and to discuss any changes. However, nothing has been changed since Albus Dumbledore took over. He took it in stride, as saying he is the best headmaster. After all, if nothing changes, how can he be bad?

The truth is, no one stood up to him. If somebody brought up an idea, then he would immediately shoot it down, and/or make the person feel like he/she is wrong for wanting it changed. Today however, marks the day that would change.

"Does anyone have any ideas for improvements to the school?" The headmaster asked, and before anyone had anytime to speak, he continued, "No? Then I guess this meeting is adjourned". Dumbledore goes to leave when Mcgonagall, Head of Gryffindor house, speaks up.

"Actually headmaster yes I do." She spoke, her Scottish accent heavy with disgust. She couldn't believe that after last night he was so careless.

"Very well." He responds. "What seems to be your problem?"

"Bullying." She responds. "After yesterday, the bullying problem at Hogwarts was shown to be far worse than expected."

"And how do you propose we stop this?" Dumbledore asks her, knowing it can't be done.

"We make more severe rules, Albus." Pomona Sprout, head of Hufflepuff House, tells him. She's been trying to bring this up for years, and yet nothing has been done. "Students will continue to bully if we rely on house point deductions and detentions. They don't realize the severity of their actions, and therefore won't change."

"What else do we have to do as punishments?" Snape, head of Slytherin house, sneered. He had to support the headmaster. Not to mention if punishments increase for student bullying, Minerva may push for teachers too, and Snape would be jobless.

"We take away Hogsmeade trips for the older students." Filius Flitwick, head of Ravenclaw house, tells him. "We make detentions more severe, depending on the reason for punishment."

"We make a punishment list." Mcgonagall tells them. "We have a specific amount of accounts that will lead to different punishments."

Albus nods his head. He knows that if he disagrees, he would be overruled anyway. If 3 of the 4 heads agree, than Dumbledore could not disagree. The only reason he made it in the past was that Minerva would agree with him. However it is clear she won't this time.

"We also need to deal with the point system." Flitwick announces. "It is unfair that there is no point control system. That teachers may choose how many points can be given or taken away. We need a point system that tells us how many points to give or take."

Everyone nods their head except Snape. How could he favor the Slytherins now? Mcgonagall smirks, knowing. She's had so many complaints about his favoring. Now she can hit him back.

The conversation continued, deciding that they will come up with these rules over the next few weeks and announce the day after the Gryffindor/Slytherin match. Snape was not happy. However, he knew he couldn't do a thing.

Line break! Warning! Quidditch! Quirrell! Time Skip!

Quidditch Pitch

Saturday, November 9th, 1991

11:00am

Harry was nervous. He had never felt this nervous before, not even while facing the troll. He knew he could fly well, but not as well as he knew others could. Not to mention he's never flown in front of a crowd.

From the Gryffindor locker room, he looks at the stands to see Hermione and Neville. They are waving a banner Hermione made that states 'Potter for president!' In flashing colors. The sight fills him with confidence. He will win this for his friends.

Wood gathers the team up to give them a pep talk. It was strong, passionate, and according to the Weasley twins, was the same speech as last year.

Once Wood was done, Harry followed his team onto the field. Excitement filled him. All his nerves were gone, filled with energy. It felt like facing the troll, but having fun instead. If he had looked in the mirror, he'd have noticed his emerald eyes glowing for a split second.

Madam Hooch gave a speech about playing fair. Harry doubted the Slytherin team would listen to her however.

Fifteen brooms rose up, high, high into the air. They were off.

"JORDAN!"

"And she's really belting along up there, a neat pass to Alicia Spinnet,a good find of Oliver Wood's, last year only a reserve -- back toJohnson and -- no, the Slytherins have taken the Quaffle, Slytherin Captain Marcus Flint gains the Quaffle and off he goes -- Flint flying like an eagle up there -- he's going to sc- no, stopped by an excellent move by Gryffindor Keeper Wood and the Gryffindors take the Quaffle -- that's Chaser Katie Bell of Gryffindor there, nice dive around Flint, off up the field and -- OUCH -- that must have hurt, hit in the back of the head by a Bludger -- Quaffle taken by the Slytherins -- that's Adrian Pucey speeding off toward the goal posts, but he's blocked by a second Bludger -- sent his way by Fred or George Weasley, can't tell which -- nice play by the Gryffindor Beater, anyway, and Johnson back in possession of the Quaffle, a clear field ahead and off she goes -- she's really flying -- dodges a speeding Bludger -- the goal posts are ahead-- come on, now, Angelina -- Keeper Bletchley dives -- misses -- GRYFFINDORS SCORE!"

The crowd of Gryffindor cheered as Harry pumped his fist. So far so good. He was currently flying above the game, watching for the snitch. He was under orders from Wood not to get involved unless he sees the snitch.

The game continues below him, and he spots his friends again. Deciding to have some fun with them, he starts to do tricks on his broom for them. They were laughing at him, when out of the corner of his eye, he sees a glint of gold. He immediately stops playing and speeds after it. He was almost there when Marcus Flint blocks him.

Gryffindor was awarded a penalty shot as Harry nearly fell off his broom from the impact. Seeing the snitch again, Harry goes faster, before suddenly his broom started jerking. Suddenly this normally smooth ride was like a bull, trying to buck him off. It took all he could to stay on. His eyes glowed once more, as the broom suddenly succeeded. His hands stuck to the broom like glue, and he was hanging there.

Down in the stands, Hermione and Neville were horrified. They were scanning the crowd when they saw Snape muttering under his breath across the stands. Hermione rushed after him, when Neville noticed Quirrell also muttering. Something wasn't right.

Neville suddenly glances up as Harry got on his broom again. He looked across the stands and saw, through the binoculars, both Quirrell and Snape knocked over, Snape on fire. Neville giggled quietly.

Back on his broom, Harry dives, seeing the snitch. He knew he'd never make it if the snitch kept moving this quick, so he decided to take speed out of the equation. He jumped off his broom when he was 5 feet above the ground, however he failed to catch the snitch. Or so he thought.

He started choking as he realized something was in his mouth. Spitting it out, he held up the snitch with his hands. Hermione, who was a lot closer to the field than Neville, ran over and hugged him.

"Hermione?" Harry asked, feeling highly confident.

"Yeah Harry?" Hermione asked, glancing up at him.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" Harry asked.

Hermione grinned and nodded, taking his hand, kissing his cheek, and leading him off the field. All they heard was Lee announcing the score over and over again to the crowd, who was either chanting GRYFFINDOR or POTTER. The Slytherins has already left. Today was a good day. Little did he know, the next day would be even better.

I hope you all enjoyed!!! Remember this relationship will grow slowly. They are 11 and 12. And yes it is possible to date that young, and I plan to have something really happy come from this relationship, so just wait and see. Don't forget to read, review, and Favorite!