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"Speech"
'thought'
'Past'
review responses :
vactican: there is not so much Harry daphne fanfiction in there. i started this story inspired from the stories of justbored 21.
Millie072 : in this story I chose Snape to play close to Canon which will be enough. I am conflicted at giving redemption arc. I believe redemption are to be earned. if I think he will do anything worth redemption I might as well do it. I hope to make him a interesting character. conflict between friends and Snape won't be much in the plot.
callum Runchman: voldemort always acknowledged power and abilities. he knows abilities matters more than blood.
Weekend passed too quickly for Harry's like. The following weeks are busy as previous week. They went to class and after class he explored the castle. Teachers started to dump more workload to them.
On the third weekend of September, he is returning to common room after the exploration. He wasn't paying attention to his surroundings and it cost him. Sound of footsteps break him from the train of thoughts. He looked to see Theodore Nott coming towards him, suddenly he saw Nott's eyes widened when he looked over Harry's shoulder. He picked his wand from the pocket and fired a spell a towards harry. He rolled out way just as the spell passed beside him. He turned around to see the Malfoy and his two bodyguards smirking at him.
"You dare to take my place in slytherin and embarrass me in front of class" he sneered "you will know what will happened to people who antagonize Malfoys.
He quickly looked over to Nott who is unconscious. He stood up and sidestepped the spell coming his way. He pulled out his wand and started firing spell one after another. But three on one is hardly fair even though he didn't count the bodyguards as they are a waste of lump. Suddenly a disarming spell him in the square of the chest and the wand ripped from his hand to Malfoy's hand.
"How did you feel the helplessness?" Malfoy taunted
Harry without thinking lunged forward and punched Malfoy in the face and stomach. Crabbe who saw this grabbed harry to free Malfoy. Goyle then charged at him, he pulled his right arm back and threw a punch at Harry.
Harry break free of the grab and ducked just in time to avoid the punch and responded with his own punch which hit Goyle in the stomach, Harry followed this up with a punch from his left hand which hit Crabbe in the face He then grabbed Goyle by head slammed it against the wall on his left.
He turned to Malfoy who is laying on the ground. He got on the top of Malfoy and started throwing punches again. He heard a sickening crunch after his second punch. I broke his nose.It was some detached observation from what sounded like a far away voice in his mind, but he paid it no heed, he stood up and kicked him in the ribs. He then bent down In a intimidating manner and whispered in Malfoy's ear
"This is the last warning Malfoy, stay away from me and if you go babbling about this to any teacher or your father, you will experience pain tenfold worse" he drawled.
He punched Malfoy again in the face, with a cry of pain Malfoy passed out. He picked up his wand and stunned three of them then walked towards Nott. He enervated him.
"Bloody hell ... Potter" Nott exclaimed when he returned to land of living.
"So Nott care to explain why did you intend to save me from Malfoy" Harry asked sharply
"Why didn't you think I intend to hurt you? "Nott raised an eyebrow
"I saw your eyes widening when you look over my shoulder and made me aware of spell from backside" harry replied
"Oh, I don't like Malfoy and his power plays, I would like to make your acquaintance. He is a pompous git who go to daddy for every issue. "
Oh well" harry knew very well he need allies to play slytherin politics well. Harry was aware that since his incident in the common room the other Slytherins had given him his space. He wasn't foolish enough to believe that it was permanent but for now they assessing him . For now they are watching like he said in first night. He know if he didn't try to more subtle and win slytherin first year hierarchy, he'd be Malfoy's minion. He need to make his move fast.
Nott is a perfect alley for him. From what he said Theodore Nott is a good observer of surroundings and have cunning and subtle worthy of Slytherin. Though harry don't know enough about him to trust. He know Nott is a good at charms so he can add him to his study group. Theodore was intelligent and had tutors from a young age and he was also knowledgeable where Hadrian probably lacked… And he wasn't as pompous as Malfoy could be. No, Theodore overall was nice and polite.
"I know you are good at charms, perhaps you can join our study group if you want"
"I'd like that, you can Call me Theo "
" call me Harry or Hadrian. Sure why not, if rescuing from embarrassment is not worth for First name basis, I don't know what will"
They returned to their room.
Next day as they ate breakfast in great hall Malfoy came as he own the school but he shuddered when he noticed harry looking at him and glared at Nott who raised an brow until Malfoy looked away. Daphne and Tracy who noticed at the change in seating arrangement of Nott and shuddering of Malfoys raised a perfect eyebrows
"What did you do to him" Daphne narrowed her eyes
"Let just say he won't be a problem for near future. Though for long term I am not sure. He is a snake after all, even he is a non-venomous". He smirked
September and most of October passed fast for Harry, Tracey, and Daphne along with Nott and Blaise. Their subjects were getting harder and their homework load piling up caused the them to meet at the library most nights. Daphne is quite resent towards Nott at first though she sometime sent suspicious look to Nott who shrugged. They sometimes joined by a shy Neville who would work quietly. Harry was pleased that he was able to keep up with most of his classes and exploration of castle.
Things died down a bit by the time Halloween appeared on the horizon. Harry approached it with a sense of dread that he knew it was the night his parents ware killed by a madman. About the only positive side of his insomnia was that he got a lot of practice creeping around after dark and came to know the halls of Hogwarts better every week. There were loads of secret passages that most people didn't know about, including one that inexplicably led from just outside the Slytherin common room up to the kitchens but only on Thursdays between one and three in the morning. He developed a good repertoire of low-level hexes and jinxes and started teaching himself Protego. The shield spell, like a stunner, needed more magic than he really had at the age of eleven, but he sweated and fought headaches and kept trying until he could cast an uncertain wavering shield for a few seconds at a time. Once every hour. He also made a point of working ahead in Charms, where he had the most trouble. Theo had been helping him ever since the incident. Theo become his right hand in a short time. Though he didn't trust Nott fully, he and Blaise are the only people that have access to his room.
On top of all his homework, Harry kept reading through his books he brought from Flourish and Blots. He quickly developed a habit of plugging his ears with wax to block the soporific effect of Binns' voice and just reading history books during History of Magic. Theo and Davis copied him before long, and even though Granger looked scandalized at the thought of not paying attention in class, Harry noticed that she started checking history books out of the library, too.
Potions remained one of his favourite subjects. He could ignore Snape's lurking and looming and leering—honestly, the man wasn't even threatening at least to Harry, Theo didn't have the "touch," as Snape called it, and was mostly content to let Harry lead the way in exchange for Theo for charms and Neville dragging Harry through Herbology homework. They worked well together, and on top of that Snape often humiliated Granger, Finnegan, and Weasley, which meant Harry genuinely looked forward to the class. From what he noticed Snape induced a truce between him and Snape in potion class.
He should've known it wouldn't stay that way.
The day of the Halloween feast, the Slytherin and Gryffindor first years trooped down to the dungeons after lunch and filed into the classroom. Harry set up his things with Theo and Daphne like usual, ready to attempt the Herbicide Potion.
Snape swept in on an even thicker cloud of malevolence than usual. "Potter," he snapped. "You'll be working with Thomas today. I'm curious how he will do without Granger hissing instructions in his ear."
Weasley," Snape said, "move up here to the front. Mr. Malfoy, you'll be joining him. Miss Parkinson, take Weasley's place with Mr. Finnigan."
Finnigan glared at Parkinson for some time and then diverted eyes on to ground as he knew this'll be any good for him, though the smirk on the Parkinson's face promised bad things to come. Harry set his Potions kit down on the table next to Thomas's cauldron and tried not to think about all the ways this was going to go wrong. Parkinson working with a Finnigan, Weasley and Malfoy at the same table without one of the more level-headed Slytherins or Gryffindors to run interference.
"You chop the ingredients, I'll add them"
'Deal' he said with a voice of no nonsense tone.
"D-eal" Thomas stammered.
Fantastic." Harry said and turned on his most charming smile. "Chop the lionfish spine, please."
Thomas nodded hard and started cutting.
Harry watched him mangle a few slices and stifled a sigh. "Okay, let me," he said
"You are a muggleborn, Aren't you?" harry asked. There is no accusation on his voice only curious
"Yes, How do you know?" Dean asked curiously
"For the matter you keep wand in your hands at a potion class gave away and it wasn't that hard to figure out"
"Why"
"Potion is branch of magic which didn't require wand work"
"Oh"
"Your grip on the knife is wrong and it will make you clumsy and result in the roots being cut into ragged irregular lengths."
"Thank you" harry nodded and continued the work.
he'd gone over the potions textbook so many times in his head . He had a decent feel for the pattern of ingredients and processes by this point, he reread his textbook in the mind when he added each ingredient.
They were the last group to finish, but Harry corked a vial of Herbicide potion that he thought was nearly as good as anything he'd have managed with Theo and handed it to Snape. Just as he about to leave, he turned towards Dean Thomas
"A small advice, learn about wizarding culture as much as you can before you say something rude to anyone. This community has prejudice so try to integrate with it as much as you can"
As they left the classroom, Harry fell in with Blaise and Theo but didn't even bother trying to follow their conversation. His brain was numb with exhaustion. There is charms class to go before he go to Halloween feast
don't forget that nice wrist movement we've been practicing!" squeaked Professor Flitwick, perched on top of his pile of books as usual. "Swish and flick, remember, swish and flick. And saying the magic words properly is very important, too - never forget Wizard Baruffio, who said 's' instead of 'f' and found himself on the floor with a buffalo on his chest." professor had announced that they were finally going to start making things levitate- Harry already knew how to do it but he did suppose it would be amusing to see weasley and some of the more stupid Gryffindors fail.
The entire class went to casting, but before anyone could say a word, there was a cry of "WINGARDIUM LEVIOOOOSA!" from Seamus Finnigan, before the feather exploded and burst into flames, torching his hair and leaving the ashes of the feather on his face to the great amusement of people around him.
"Ah. Insufficient concentration." Flitwick flicked his wand wiping the soot from Seamus' face and conjured a new feather for him. "Try again Mr Finnigan, put attempt to picture the feather levitating as you say the spell."
Harry pointed his wand at the feather, and murmured the incantation for the first time the feathers didn't even twitch, he put more will power to second time. His feather reluctantly rose and fell down. After 5 attempts he willed his magic to rise the feather and corrected his wand movement . His feather rose and he moved his wand, controlling it as if he was a puppet master. "Look everyone, Mr Potter's done it. 10 points to Slytherin." This was met with a low growl coming from Granger, who hated being shown up in anything. Honestly, not everything was a competition.
"How did you do that?" Tracey asked
"Concentrate to rise the feather and guide the magic to do the rest" he replied warmly. His friends managed to levitate the feather before Granger much to annoyance of Granger. She glared at everyone.
As he gazed around the class, Harry could hear the bickering coming from the Weasel and the bookworm. "You're doing it wrong! It's Wingardium LeviOOOsa, not LeviosAAA!" shouted Hermione, oblivious to the stares they were getting.
"Well, you do it then if you're so bloody smart," the red-head waste disposal machine getting as bright as a tomato.
Hermione turned her nose at him, pointed her wand at the feather and said the incantation ending it with a flick. The feather rose a few inches off the ground, and stayed there before it fell again. "Well done Miss Granger. 5 points to Gryffindor," said Flitwick in his extremely squeaky voice when he saw it. Hermione look somewhat pleased, yet still very annoyed considering she wasn't the first to do it and the fact she only got 5 points.
After the class, Weasel was talking loudly about how Granger was a twat. "Honestly, can you believe her? It''s LeviOsa not LeviosAA! No wonder she hasn't got any friends!" he exclaimed to Harry's brother.
Suddenly, a blur of bushy brown hair rushed past Harry, nearly knocking him over in the process. "Looks she heard him," said Blaise very amused.
"Honestly Blaise, I guess Madam Pomfrey heard him considering how loud he was"
On the Halloween feast and Harry was sitting his friends savouring some lovely treacle tart when a ragged looking Quirinus Quirrell burst into the room causing the entire great hall to fall into silence. His clothes were ripped, his turban ruffled and he had several cuts on his body.
"TROLL!" Quirrell managed to gasp out "IN THE DUNGEON! TROLL IN THE DUNGEON! Thought you ought to know" He then fell flat on his face
Silence reigned supreme for approximately 5 seconds before all hell broke loose. People began screaming about how they were going to die (mainly the first years) whilst others began to converse with their friends in hushed whispers about the troll.
Harry without even thinking blurted out" I FEEL SO SAFE KNOWING THAT HE IS MY DEFENCE INSTRUCTOR" he covered his mouth with hand but damage is done. Everyone looked at him for 1 second and repeated their previous action. Few upper teams slytherin snigger but covered with a cough.
Harry's brain started working over load 'what happen to his stutter, surely trolls are stupid they only come to a school only if anyone guide them. He is the defence instructor, surely he can subdue a troll. How pathetic is the defence professor if he can't even take down a troll'
After around 30 seconds of this madness, Albus Dumbledore had had enough. "Silence!" he shouted sending off several firecrackers to quieten the entire great hall. " everyone will please not panic, Prefects, please lead the students back to their dormitories. Teachers, follow me to the dungeons.
"Okay, listen up" One of the Slytherin prefect said "the headmaster has seemed to forgotten that we stay in the dungeons, so we're going to the library instead"
Every student got up from the tables in the great hall and made their way to their respective destinations. Harry and his friends were walking along the 2nd floor, talking animatedly and were making their way to the library. When they turned a corner on their way to the stairs.
"How can a stupid troll can be dangerous to us" Draco Malfoy bellowed. That's how he challenged the Blaise's God of irony.
" I don't know Malfoy It has magic resistant skin and kill you with smash of its hand." He snapped back. He cursed Malfoy for attracting the wrath of God of irony when he saw troll running behind three Gryffindorks.
In the corner of eye he saw Nott glance at Vincent Crabbe and troll back and forth. He merely laughed at Nott's implication.
I know what you are Thinking Theo, the resemblance is just so... uncanny!" He joked. Despite the situation Nott smirked.
They came face to face with Seamus, Ron and Hermione who seemed to be running for their lives. "Run! The troll is here!" shouted Ron and he was true to his word. Behind them lumbered a 12 foot fully grown mountain troll which clutched a heavy and very thick spiked club.
"Idiots! They're leading it straight to us!" remarked Theo just as he along with his friends and the 3 sudden arrivals began running out of the way. He looked back at the troll and pointed his wand at it throwing several stinging spells into its eyes. He knew it would just enrage the troll but he had a plan. After a short time, he and the group of first years who had gotten separated from the rest of the Slytherins came to a dead end where the stairs connected. "Guys, get out of the way!" they didn't need to be told twice and just turned to face the troll which was lumbering towards them slowly. Harry ran closer to the wall on his right, he jumped up in the air and kicked off the wall and soared over their heads.
He landed on the floor and ran straight at the troll, who had just noticed him. The troll raised its club and prepared to smash him.
Just as the troll was about to reach him, Harry rolled out of the way and turned to face the creature's back. He ran to 3rd floor staircase as fast as he could. He sent stinging hex at continued intervals of time to enrage the troll even more thereby avoiding the distractions from chase.
His first plan is to run to the forbidden corridor of 3rd floor and introduce troll into a same sized opponent. He could simply let the Cerberus deal with the troll and come out like nothing happened. But that plan went out of the window when he saw professor Quirrell opening the door that contain Cerberus. He narrowed his eyes at the professor and decided to put the information filed away in his brain for later.
He turned around to see the club smashing to him, he narrowly rolled out of the way and yelled ' Lumos Maxima'
A bright light burst out of his wand, the troll closed his eyes but swung the club again blindly. Harry slid on the floor to avoid having his head knocked off but he quickly got to his feet and ran past the troll to 4th floor.
Harry was being chased by the troll who was gaining on him, while the troll was slow it's big legs made up the distance that Harry was gaining by his speed. Harry screeched to a halt at the stair cases, he looked around and nobody else was there. Just as he saw the stairs, his brain formed a plan.
The trolls club tried to smash him but Harry quickly rolled out of the way and narrowly avoided death. He quickly ran up the stairs, the troll followed, and kept swinging at Harry who narrowly avoided getting hit each time.
Harry had gotten up four flights of staircases with the troll still behind him, the troll was panting however as it was getting out of breath. Harry looked down and decided that it was probably high enough, so after dodging another troll swing he sent a stinging hex which hit the troll right in the eye.
He pointed his wand at ground and yelled ' Aguamenti' and ' Glacius'
Water ejected from his wand and formed a thin ice on the ground. Troll not noticing the thin ice formed on ground, lunged for the little human . he sent a stinging hex which hit the troll right in the eye. The troll cried out in pain, but didn't get to do much before Harry sent another stinging hex at the other eye. It covered both eyes, and in its pain had begun moving about a lot
The troll screamed in pain but did not stop running, fortunately for Harry troll slipped. Not want to crash under troll he jumped out of the way and the troll crashed feet first into the railing, the railing broke and the troll fell down, screaming as it fell down all four floors before it crashed on the ground floor with a resounding thud.
Harry had counted to five before he heard a big bang, which signalled the trolls landing. He wiped a bit of sweat off of his forehead, and sat down.
"Wow" Harry chuckled "a bloody troll!" Harry stood up and began walking down the staircases, eventually he reached the bottom where he discovered the troll. He wasn't going to go anywhere near it on the off chance that it wasn't dead.
"What is going on here?!" Harry turned to find Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall, Quirrell, Daphne, Tracy , Theo, Blaise and three Gryffindors along with the two Slytherin prefects staring at him.
"Well I knocked out a troll, that's what happened" he said evenly
Quirrell who took a step towards troll to examine exclaimed "its dead"
"Don't take the tone on me Mister, tell me what happened" McGonagall demanded
"It was chasing me suddenly it slipped and fell."
"Elaborate" Snape snapped
"Well sir" Harry answered "me and the rest of the Slytherins were all making our way to the library"
"The library?" Dumbledore asked "I had instructed you to make your way to the dormitories"
"Yes, you did sir" Harry nodded "but you forgot one crucial thing"
"What's that?"
"The troll was supposed to have been sighted in the dungeons, which coincidentally is where the Hufflepuff and Slytherin common room are" Harry pointed out
"He's right sir" One prefect spoke "we had decided to go to the library instead"
"Very well, ten points for quick thinking" Snape said never to shy away from giving his house points.
"now what happened?"
"Well sir, apparently the troll was no longer in the dungeons. Perhaps the Gryffindor's would like to give their version of what happened first" Harry replied
Weasley was about to open his mouth but was stopped by Hermione. "It was me, Professor. I went looking for it. I had read about them and thought I could handle it but if they hadn't saved me I would have been dead by now."
Harry raised an eyebrow at Hermione Granger, rule-lover, lying to McGonagall of all people. And she clearly needed to work on her lying skills as Harry could see the holes in that. Snape also saw it and saw an opportunity. "Why did you end up here, then when the troll was sighted in the dungeons? You would need to ascend 2 floors from the great hall when you should have gone down to look for it? 5 points from Gryffindor for lying to a teacher," Snape remarked very coldly.
"Indeed. I do not want to know, but I suggest you don't make a habit of lying to me. Now tell me what exactly happened" McGonagall said, her lips thinning.
"In charms class after I levitated the feather Ronald here mocked me by telling I've no friends. I was crying in bathroom". Hermione said after flushed on readily caught on lie to her head of house.
"At feast we heard lavender say to parvati Hermione is crying in bathroom during feast, when you announced troll in the dungeons we figured it'd be safer to grab Granger and head down to the common room straightaway. When we got there, troll is already there". Finnigan cut her off though Hermione glared at him for interruption.
Oh Merlin" McGonagall said "what happened next?"
"They helped me escape professor" Hermione spoke "we had started running and then the troll followed us"
"And you lead it right to us" Tracy interrupted
"What do you mean?" Snape asked
"The troll followed those three and they were running straight at us and the other Slytherins" Tracy answered. Seeing troll we ran, we are isolated. Harry distracted troll from mass killing students. He ran and aimed stinging hex to troll's eyes
" Long story short, I ran into 4th floor and just as I started ascending 4th floor staircase. I used Aguamenti and froze it then aimed two more overpowered stinging hex to its eyes. Blind troll slipped and fell" he cut her off. At the end of tale everyone is looking at him with disbelief.
"Take 5 points each for attempting to assist a fellow housemate." She said turning towards Gryffindors. Take 20 points for bravery Mr Potter and 10 for using advanced spell since Aguamenti is 2nd year spell. Now off to your common rooms all of you." She addressed the last part to all the students who separated with the Slytherins following Snape to the dungeons and the Gryffindors following McGonagall to Gryffindor Tower.
Daphne was the first one to broke the silence. "You idiot! What were you thinking?" exclaimed Daphne.
Something along the lines die you son of a bitch die" mumbled Harry before getting smacks from both Daphne and Tracey on the back of his head.
"Bloody Gryffindor! I thought you're meant to be in Slytherin," exclaimed Theo still in shock from what his friend had just done.
"Well you forget my parents are Gryffindors. It's hard to remove specific gene from parents" harry said with a lopsided grin.
'All the same it wasn't what you'd call the perfect end of the day' Harry thought.
He noticed at once that Snape is limping. 'Wonder what's wrong with his leg?' as if heard the question Snape scowled at him.
Next day rumours spread like fire. Harry had spent the entire morning being looked at by others and gossiped, Harry fended off questions from his house mates by saying he got caught up in the crossfire and acted on instinct when a Gryffindor did something stupidly brave for a friend. The other Slytherins sniggered and believed this excuse quite readily. Granted, it was true. Weasley even claimed he used dark magic to kill the troll. But eventually died down when Quidditch season started.
The next Saturday was the first Quidditch game of the season.
The entire first-year Slytherin cohort packed into the stands together. Even Malfoy and Harry's rivalry was set aside for the sake of cheering Slytherin House.
They were all decked out in green and silver, and one of the fifth years came around and taught them a charm that sprayed green and silver confetti from their wands. This almost instantly resulted in a game that involved spraying confetti in each other's hair. Malfoy was particularly dismayed when Daphne dumped a load of it directly onto his perfectly slicked back blond head.
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the best Quidditch match of the year so far, which also happens to be the first Quidditch match of the year so far. Slytherin vs Gryffindor." Lee Jordan the Quidditch commenter said into his microphone as the Quidditch stadium was filled up with people. Lee Jordan announced the Slytherin team as they came out before he began announcing the Gryffindor team as they walked out. "Flint, Pucey, Wright, Higgs, Bletchley, Derrick, and Bole!"—to loud cheers from the Slytherin section with mingled support from Ravenclaw, and the Gryffindor team— "Wood, Spinnet, Bell, Johnson, Weasley, Weasley, and Cormac McLaggen !"—to even louder cheers from all the other students. Harry rolled his eyes at the favoritism and lost himself watching the game.
"Now I want a nice fair game all of you" she said once they were all gathered around her. He noticed that she seemed to be speaking particularly to Marcus Flint.
"Mount your brooms, please"
Madam Hooch gave a loud blast on her silver whistle.
Fifteen brooms rose up, high into air. They were off.
"And the Quaffle is taken immediately by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor- what an excellent chance that girl is, and rather attractive, too-"
"JORDAN!"
"Sorry professor."
"She is really belting along up there a neat pass to Alicia Spinnet, a good find of Oliver Wood, last year only a reserve- back to Johnson and no Slytherin have taken the Quaffle, Slytherin captain Marcus Flint gains the possession of Quaffle and off he goes Flint flying like a eagle up there - he's going to sc- no, stopped by an am excellent move by Gryffindor keeper Wood and Gryffindor take the Quaffle -that's chaser 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 of Bludger- Quaffle taken by Slytherin - that's Adrian Pucey speeding off towards the goalposts, but he's blocked by a second Bludger -sent his way by Fred or George Weasley, can't tell which - nice play by Gryffindor Beater anyway and Johnson back in the possession of the Quaffle, a clear field ahead and off she goes she's really flying- dodges- a speeding Bludger- a goal post are ahead - come on Now, Angelina- keeper Bletchley dives -misses- GRYFFINDOR SCORE!"
Gryffindor cheers filled with cold air, with howls and moans from Slytherin. Harry tuned out the rest of the commentary.
The teams were neck and neck for ages. Flint fouled Jules in a collision that Harry was plea. Spinnet nailed the penalty shot, unfortunately. The Gryffindor Chasers were a machine, and their Keeper was a maniac, and the Weasley twins weren't called the "terrible twins" or "Weasley terrors" around the Slytherin common room for nothing. All Slytherin can do catch the snitch fast so they can end game before Gryffindor5qke this game to a snitch-free game. The only weakness the Gryffindor team that Harry seen Is their seeker, who was busy yelling at his teammates for dropping the Quaffle.
Halfway through the game, he heard a voice.
"Oi."
Harry glanced up, and did a double take. "Yes?"
The older girl half-bowed. "Claire Rookwood, Heir of Burke, Heir of House Rookwood," she said. The same prefect of sixth year that
"Heir Harry of House Potter," he replied, standing to deliver the same half-bow. Technically it wasn't required since she approached him, but she was older and he'd been watching long enough to have picked her out as some kind of feared outcast among the kids her age. Never hurt to be polite.
Rookwood sat gracefully across from him, her dark purple casual robes falling neatly.
Rookwood eyed him. "I'm in the unfortunate position of being watched by most members of the faculty wherever I go."
"You're not the only one," Harry pointed out.
She smirked. "Yes, but they're not watching you expecting you to go on a Dark magic-fuelled murder spree."
"Point."
"I want a thing to get across the Hufflepuff common room that I can't do on my own."
"Oh, what makes you think that I am capable of this?" He asked noticing the implications
"Well you are first year, have friends in Hufflepuff so you can be discreet and I know from yesterday you know where the Hufflepuff common room is" he is impressed at observation skill of the girl. He knew it is challenge. He is not dumb enough to believe she need help from a first year. She is testing him. If he do this right, he could ask for favour if need arise.
As they talked Harry saw in the corner of eye, the Gryffindor Seeker diving towards them with shaking broomstick. He looked around for snitch but didn't see one. Just as Seeker colliding with them he shove the girl out of the seat and jumped out of the way. But he wasn't that successful, the handle of broom stick hit him in the leg. When it returned to hit him again Claire banished it out of the way. since wound is not that large he decided to watch full game before going to hospital wing.
A few seconds later, Harry frowned. "What is the Gryffindor Seekerdoing?"
"…Seeker Cormac McLaggen appears to be yelling at the Keeper, Oliver Wood, for letting a goal in—not really sure why cause Wood's saved over ninety percent of the shots if my mental math is right, which it usually is cause I'm a genius—sorry, Professor—Slytherin scores!"
"McLaggen is an idiot," Theo said. "But Gryffindor doesn't have a good Seeker this year."
They both looked at Higgs, cautiously circling high above.
"Then again, neither do we," Theo added.
Oliver Wood called a time-out, appeared to yell at McLaggen for a few minutes, and directed everyone back into the air.
McLaggen beat Higgs by a few inches, erasing Gryffindor's sixty-point lag. Slytherin lost.
"Damn," Theo muttered.