Weasley Life

Episode 4

The next day outside potions.

Gryffindor girl: Can you believe the Malfoy boy got Gryffindor?! I would have thought Slytherin for him! You know? After his snake like father.
Harry: *unable to control anger* And who are you to decide where he goes huh? The sorting hat? He belongs in Gryffindor as much as the next guy! How dare you judge him just because of his name!
Gryffindor girl: You listen here potter! His family have done terrible things to mine! How could you stick up for someone as evil as him!
Harry: Because he's not his father! He hates he who must not be named! He hates everything he stands for!
Gryffindor girl: And you know this how potter!?
Harry: Because he told me and I believe him!
Gryffindor girl: And what if he told you that he was a unicorn? Would you believe him then?! You can't go off words alone Potter!
Snape: Everyone inside and take your seats.
Harry: *walks in and sits with Draco*
Snape: Ah Mr. Potter our new, celebrity. Tell me Potter what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?
Harry: I'm sorry Professor I don't know.
Snape: How disappointing.

After class.

Draco: You know you didn't have to stick up for me back there right?
Harry: Well you weren't going to do it were you?
Draco: But why?
Harry: I've been made out to be something I'm not my entire life! When I see others get the same treatment I just can't control myself!
Draco: But...
Ron: Just drop it mate! It's pointless trying to argue. Your just wasting breath.
Draco: *sigh* Fine.
Harry: Glad you came to your senses.

After school is finished.

Harry: You guys wanna see Hagrid this weekend?
Ron: Sure.
Hermione: I will.
Draco: I'm down.

In flying class.

Madame Hooch: And on the count of 3 you fly. 1. 2. 3.
Neville: *starts flying out of control*
Madame Hooch: Mr. Longbottom get down here this instant!
Neville: *crashes and drops his rememball*
Madame Hooch: Oh my! I need to take Longbottom to the hospital wing. All of you stay off your brooms or you will be out of this school before you can say quidditch.
Gryffindor girl: Ah look at this! A rememball! If he looked at this he might have remembered to fall on his fat arse! *laughs*
Harry: Give it here smith!
Gryffindor girl (??? Smith): No how about you come and get it?! *gets on her broom and flies off*
Harry: *about to get on his broom*
Hermione: No Harry you can't! You heard what Madame Hooch said! You'll be expelled!
Harry: I'll be down before she's back. *flies off towards smith*
Hermione: What an idiot.
Harry: Give it here Smith!
??? Smith: Or you could catch it! *throws it*
Harry: *flies off and catches it in front of Professor McGonagall's window the flies down to the others* Told you I'll be down before Hooch got back.
Hermione: And if you weren't? Then what would have happened?
Harry: Let's not think about that shall we?
McGonagall: Mr. Potter you come with me this instant.
Harry: Ok...
McGonagall: *goes into a class* Hello Professor can I borrow wood for a moment?
Quirrell: O-of cou-course pro-professor.
Oliver: *gets up and leaves*
McGonagall: Wood I found you a seeker.
Oliver: But Professor I thought first years couldn't play quidditch?
McGonagall: Well I'm sure we can make an exception. Mr. Potter here caught that tiny glass orb without issue just now. I'm sure he'll be a fine addition.
Harry: Do I get a say in this?
McGonagall: Not unless you want to be expelled for flying without adult supervision.
Harry: I think I'll take the quidditch.