𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐎𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐠𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬

Chapter 50

The next day, they were moving towards the Great hall.

Harry, and Lucifer couldn't help but notice Hermione opening her mouth  letting out weird 'ooh' and 'aah' types of noises.

It looked as if, she was in pain while making each front step.

To be a little polite, Lucifer even asked her if she was alright.

But, Hermione just stared at his face with an empty look, for a complete 1 minute before replying.....

That, she just slept on the wrong side of the bed, and hit her backside a bit, but there is nothing to worry about.

Giving that kind of non-sensical response, Hermione quickly moved towards the Entrance of the Great Hall, not even dared to look back.

"Potter," Lucifer brought Harry's attention to him.

"Yeah?"

“When are Quidditch Tryouts?“

"I dunno, you could ask Wood, why?" Harry asked uneasily.

“I'd like to try for a reserve seeker?”

"I don't mind, but yeah, I would definitely ask Wood. I'm sure he'd be thrilled at having a Reserve Seeker in the event I can't play," Harry smiled at him.

"Alright, now I need a Broom... good thing I ordered one just before I left the Leaky Cauldron," Lucifer said with a smirk, "I wanted it to be a surprise to everyone, so I chose to have it shipped to Hogwarts sometime during the first week, could be here tomorrow."

"You're that confident in getting Reserve Seeker?" Hermione had now finally gained courage to open her mouth, look at his face, especially after she realised Lucifer didn't listen to her, in the Diagon Alley, just as she previously thought.

"I am. I was able to keep up with the Snitch at every game last year. I think I've got a great shot," Lucifer just smiled at her.

"What broom did you get?" Was all Ron cared about.

"What do you think I got?"

"Did you get the latest broom? A Nimbus Two- Thousand and One?" Ron asked excitedly.

"No, they may be faster, but the handling is not that great. I got a Two-Thousand," he said as they made it to their next class with RavenClaws, which happened to be History of Magic.

"Nice choice," Harry said with a cheeky grin.

Lucifer nodded as Professor Binns, the only Ghost Professor, floated through the wall and hovered in place before his sleep-inducing voice droned on for an hour.

It was so damn boring, that Lucifer couldn't help it, and put his head down, trying to pass the day.

Eyes blinked, there's something under his desk, Lucifer never put any stuff there, what he did found is a...

“Who gave you that?!” Before, he could even properly look at the item, Hermione directly snatched it from his palm, in a quick manner, and looked over suspiciously at her deskmate.