Harry had to stand on his toes to look over the crowd of first years gathered around the bulletin boards.

"What's going on?" Harry asked Hermione, who he knew as a nice Ravenclaw in his year.

"Flying practice this Friday," she grimaced.

Harry wasn't particularly excited over quidditch either. Unlike Justin and Zach (Zacharias had insisted he call him that) Harry didn't really care much for the sport. It was more of Luka's thing. Speaking of Luka, they would be having their flying classes with Gryffindor.

It was originally to be Gryffindor and Slytherin together, and Hufflepuff with Ravenclaw, but it had been changed after 'The fight'.

Slytherin first years (Namely Harry's friends Blaise, Pansy, Millicent and Draco) had an argument with Luka and a few other Gryffindors.

The thing that confused everyone? No one other than the ones involved knew what exactly they were arguing about.

The whole confrontation took place under a privacy charm, so bystanders could only see, not hear.

But they got the gist of it. A lot of screaming, punching, kicking, and a week of detention with 100 points deducted from both houses.

What sucked even more? Not even Harry's friends would tell him what it was about. Every time he brought up 'The fight' he ended up being ignored. By Friday, Harry had resigned himself to the fact that he wasn't going to find out. Pushing those thoughts away, Harry focused on his next plan.

"You ready?" Harry smirked at his partners in crime as they headed out to the quidditch fields.

"This is gonna be epic," Zach and Justin were giddy with excitement as they trampled through the grass.

Susan Bones rolled her eyes from next to them, "By epic, do you mean another failed attempt at bringing down the point system."

Harry wasn't daunted though, "I know our previous attempts didn't work out as expected"-that was an understatement-"But, this one is bound to have an effect."

"That's all you care about, right!" She said with surprising venom, "Making an effect. Showing off. You just want attention,"

A verbal jab to the face.

"Well, what if I do?" Harry retorted, but his voice sounded weak even to himself, "What's wrong with seeking attention?"

Susan raised her eyebrows, "Oh just great. Another one of those wishy washy types who don't even know what they're fighting for. Talk to me again once you've sorted out your issues." She said, turning away.

"Yeah, get lost. Like we actually want to talk to you," Justin yelled after her. Well, they did say Hufflepuffs were loyal.

"Well, She did have a point," Zach pointed out, but shut up when Justin glared at him.

Harry closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. It doesn't matter, it doesn't have to change anything. Hanging out with Slytherin's taught Harry how to lie. But he still hadn't mastered the art of doing it to himself.

"We're with you, mate," Zach said, with a gentleness that was unusual for him.

"All of hufflepuff-well. Most of hufflepuff is," Justin added.

"But is that enough?" Harry started walking again, making his way to the field where brooms lay in ordered piles, "Its been weeks now. If I can't even convince all of hufflepuff, then how will I convince the whole school-" Harry froze as his eyes met his brother's.

"Hey Harry," he was greeted.

"Hey, Luka." Harry smiled, for the first time in days.

As Madam Hooch started class, Harry leaned over to whisper to his friends, "Change of plans. Come with me after curfew tonight. We're sneaking into Gryffindor dormitory,"

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"Are we seriously doing this Harry?" Justin hissed from underneath Harry's invisibility cloak. James had clearly wanted to give it to Luka instead, but there must have been a reason why only Harry could have it.

"Shut up, will you," Zach hissed right back.

They were in front of the Gryffindor dormitory, where the fat lady was fast asleep in her portrait. She was probably only charmed to wake up when a Gryffindor passed.

"What's the password?" Justin inquired. Pulling off the cloak.

"I don't know," Harry admitted. Zach gaped,

"What do you mean, you don't know? How are we gonna get in now-"

"What are you doing here?" Hissed a familiar voice.

The trio spun around to come face to face with the one and only Luka Potter.

"Just the person we were looking for, Luka," Harry smiled charmingly, but Luka just rolled his eyes.

"Let me guess, you want my help taking down the point system?"

"How-"

"You weren't exactly quiet about it,"

Well, Luka did have a point there. But Harry knew that Luka was hiding something, he still remembered his twin's odd behavior at the kings cross station. He couldn't exactly acknowledge that though, and definitely not in front of Justin and Zach.

"So are you in?" Justin asked, waving his hand impatiently.

"Yes," Luka said, giving the trio a moment of triumph, "But I want something in return,"

Harry gazed at his twin warily, "You've got this all planned out, so you already know what you want from us, don't you?"

Luka smiled coolly, "I just want you to come back home this Christmas break,"

Harry blinked, "You want me to...Come home?"

"Don't ask any questions. Just trust me on this," Luka's hazel eyes were dead serious.

Harry hesitated, not sure if it was worth the pain he would be in if he went home. Zach noticed his hesitation.

"Do you not want to go home?"

"You don't have to if you don't want to," Justin said, noticing the fear in his friend's eyes.

Harry closed his eyes.

"No Luka. Forget about it," he said at last, in a small voice.

"But-"

"You heard him. No," Zach grabbed Harry's shoulder, steering him around, back from where they came from. Justin draped the cloak over the three of them, and they headed back.

"One day Harry, you're going to explain this to us," Zach whispered.

"I don't know if I'll ever be brave enough to," Harry admitted.

Justin sighed, but patted Harry's back comfortingly.

"Well, there's a reason why we weren't sorted into Gryffindor!"

Harry laughed, and if it came out a little choked, Justin and Zach didn't say anything.