Quoth The Ravenclaw (A Harry Potter Fan Fiction)

Chapter Seven: De Trop

“Davies passes the quaffle to Burrow, then back!!” Lee Jordan announced, as Davies threw the quaffle into the Hufflepuff goal post. Ravenclaw receives ten points.
   
After the Troll incident, rumors and stories began to fly everywhere afterwards, some about how the teachers might have disposed of it, and some about how people had heard that students were the ones that got rid of the troll, Gryffindor first years to be exact.
   
I personally just listened but didn’t comment on anything, and the other girls in my dormitory seemed to be good at keeping my secret, since I didn’t want rumors and stories about me flying everywhere.

Though I found the story about the first years to be rubbish, since I used a spell to burn it’s foot and was only able to narrowly get away. Had the corridor been longer, I would have been dead.

Yet, not long afterwards, the date for the first quidditch match was released, and talk and rumors about quidditch began to fill the hall, almost the whole school bustling with excitement. I, for one, was also excited seeing as my own house was going to be the first match, Ravenclaw versus Hufflepuff.

Another rumor started flying around that Harry Potter was the new Gryffindor seeker, which started as a small one a couple weeks ago but suddenly burst out into the crowd recently. I wasn’t sure if it was true but we would have to see them at their first match.

I hurried to where the others were. I had asked a couple people if they wanted to meet up and watch the match together, in which they agreed. Lisa was following me close behind, as we ran up to see that Yuri was already here, as he had the easiest route.

“Hey!” I said to him as we squeezed in next to him and Lisa next to me, he smiled and waved. Yuri came since I first off, invited him and second off, all the other Slytherin’s were going to stay in the castle and he would much rather be here then in there, as he was not particularly on any Slytherin’s good side.

“Hi, I think I see some of the others coming.” Yuri said. Sure enough when I turned around I saw Hermione and Lily walking over here, I waved them over and smiled broadly at them.

“Hi! How are you guys?” Lily squeezed in on Yuri’s left as I was on his right, the Hermione next to her.

“Pretty well. The other two said they were going to be late, as they are currently looking for something, don’t know what though.” Hermione explained, I nodded as I looked over at the field, the players were zooming across the field, Ravenclaw with the Quaffle as the seeker circled above. They threw it in and I cheered.

Sooner than later, a few more Gryffindors came out of the crowd of Ravenclaws. Harry and Ron appeared out of the mass of blue and silver, their red and gold robes sticking out like sore thumbs.

“Finally! You guys took ages. The match already started.” Hermione said as they settled down next to Hermione.

“Sorry.” Harry said, as he observed the field, keeping a particular eye on the seeker. Ron though was looking at us, and gave a really nasty look at Yuri.

“What's a Slytherin doing here?” He asked, I frowned.

“This is Yuri, he’s a friend of mine. He’s not like the other Slytherin’s, if anything we think he was sorted into the wrong house.” Rons look faded and his mouth formed into an “o”.

“Like Neville.” He said flatly, I could see Hermione kick him from a couple people away, I let out a small giggle. An “ow” was heard when she did.

Speaking of Neville, I saw some more red and gold robes out of the corner of my eyes and saw Neville was walking towards us, his hair spiked everywhere and his face covered with soot.