After what happened in Potions, Harry felt he could trust Draco, despite how much Ron and Hermione told him otherwise. They would speak and laugh before and between classes, and sometimes during lunch. And by the way people stared and whispered, it was evident people had noticed.
On Friday was a Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. Harry wasn't too worried, though: he knew Gryffindor would be able to crush Hufflepuff. When Harry and the rest of the Gryffindor Quidditch players were eating breakfast before the game, he felt a hard clamp on the back.
"Good luck." he heard a familiar voice say, and looked behind him to see a tall boy with bright blokde hair walking away.
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Twenty minutes into the game, Gryffindor was in the lead: 50-30.
As Harry circled the field above all the others on his broomstick, something gold caught his eye, but it wasn't the snitch. He looked below him to see a sparkling gold Gryffindor lion painted on a red banner. But the reason why this stood out to Harry, was that it was on the Slytherin side of the crowd.