A Hundred and Fifty points

The bliss of winning the latest Quidditch game didn't last long since the final exams were little over two months away and the teachers were giving more and more homework every day, so that cut down the students free time during evenings. Even the triplets studied somewhat at their free time which was not something they would call fun.

Now a days Lucy saw so little of Harry since Hermione dragged him and Ron to the library every day to study. But Lucy just thought that it was a good thing since now Harry would stay out of trouble and would hopefully get good grades. Lucy also noticed how tense Harry had become. Like he was expecting something to happen soon, but it was probably just the stress over the exams.

Harry and Ron had surprisingly taken upon themselves to defend Professor Quirrell whenever somebody was making fun of him. Ron even tried to lecture the twins when they made fun of Quirrell's stutter. You can just imagine how the twins laughed at his attempt and told Ron that he was turning into 'Percy Junior' which made him even madder and red faced since that was something he did not want to become. Ever.

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Some days later Harry, Ron and Hermione had been going quite often to visit Hagrid which was a bit strange to Lucy, but she just brushed it as exam stress. She knew how close Harry and Hagrid had become during the year here so it didn't surprise her that they would go there to visit him time to time. And maybe they just wanted some quiet and peaceful place to be at evenings since the common room was quite noisy and there was no way you could relax in there.

But one morning at the breakfast table Lucy noticed that Ron had a handkerchief wrapped around his quite red and swollen hand.

''Ron what happened to your hand?'' She asked concerned. And as soon as she did Ron hid his hand under the table and looked at Harry as to ask him what to say.

''It…was…a…dog?'' Ron struggled to say, although it sounded more like a question.

''Are you sure? It looks pretty bad to be a dog bite. Are you sure it's not infected or anything?'' Lucy asked skeptically and a bit worried. Ron's hand did look pretty bad. For what she could see, since there was a handkerchief over it blocking the view, that it was very red, swollen and it was most likely very painful.

''Yes! I mean yes, it must be infected. I'll go see Madam Pomfrey soon after breakfast,'' Ron promised.

''Okay, if you says so,'' Lucy said little unsure and started slowly eating again but noticed the strange relief in both Ron's and Harry's face.

What were they hiding?

Later that day the triplets heard from Harry that Ron's hand had indeed became infected and was now at the hospital wing until his hand was better. But Harry assured then that it was just an infection nothing to worry about. But the way Harry told them made all of them seem a bit suspicious but decided not to look into it. It probably wasn't anything big anyway.

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''A Hundred and fifty point loss!'' the triplets yelled the next morning when they checked the hourglasses at the Great Hall. How could they have loose over a hundred points over night?

But soon the explanation was heard. It was Harry, Hermione and another Gryffindor named Neville who had been the ones to make them loose the points. So it was not a surprise to anybody that the Gryffindor's, even the triplets, were extremely mad at them. They had just dropped from the top to win the house cup to the bottom.

No one of the Gryffindor's wanted to speak or even look at them anymore. The chance of beating the Slytherin had slipped from their hands so fast that nobody saw it coming.

Harry dropped from being famous and admired to hated and scorned in a matter of seconds. Even the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws turned their backs on them and Slytherins were yelling their thanks to them.

At the Quidditch practice nobody spoke to Harry, not even Lucy even she was mad at Harry. Not only had he just ruined their chance of victory he also had been doing something that made them loose the points. She knew she would eventually forgive Harry, but for now Harry had to learn his lesson the hard way. It was the way of life and he had to face the cruel and unforgiving world someday and it had to start with the little things.

And it seemed that he had learned at least something. During the evenings he had kept to himself while he was studying and did not seek out the forgiveness of others, probably knowing that he would not get it until he had proven to be worthy of that forgiveness.

But during time and work others would start to forget and forgive to them too. It just needed time.

One evening when Lucy was about to go to bed with the twins she saw how Harry, Hermione and Neville left the common room. Probably to go to their detention.

''Hey Ron. What's their detention about?'' Lucy asked. Ron had a small frown on his face but spoke anyway,

''I don't know exactly but they were told to go to the Entrance Hall and go with Filch,'' he said as he sat down to the arm chair and started to stare the fire giving a silent hint not wanting to talk anymore.

Lucy felt a little bad for them but the detention couldn't be anything too bad. It never was too unbearable to the triplets and they have had a quite a few of those.

''Okay, thanks,'' she said quietly and walked to her dormitory. She quickly chanced her uniform to pajamas and went to bed.

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