The Turn Of Events (Harry Potter)

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"Would 'sorry' have made any difference? Does it ever? It's just a word. One word against a thousand actions."
― Sarah Ockler

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THIRD PERSON POV

It looked like the end of Ron and Hermione's friendship. Each was so angry with the other that Harry couldn't see how they'd ever make up.

"Same goes with you and Adalyn too" Euphemia sighed shaking her head. She was worried for everyone, the time when they should be taking each other's side and becoming each other's support, they were fighting off each other. 

Ron was enraged that Hermione had never taken Crookshanks's attempts to eat Scabbers seriously, hadn't bothered to keep a close enough watch on him, and was still trying to pretend that Crookshanks was innocent by suggesting that Ron look for Scabbers under all the boys' beds.

Hermione, meanwhile, maintained fiercely that Ron had no proof that Crookshanks had eaten Scabbers.

Personally, Harry was sure that Crookshanks had eaten Scabbers, and when he tried to point out to Hermione that the evidence all pointed that way, she lost her temper with Harry too."Okay, side with Ron, I knew you would!" she said shrilly. "First the Firebolt, now Scabbers, everything's my fault, isn't it! just leave me alone, Harry, I've got a lot of work to do!"

Ron had taken the loss of his rat very hard indeed.

"At this point he's just obsessed with that rat" Molly said rolling her eyes. 

"Come on, Ron, you were always saying how boring Scabbers was," said Fred bracingly. "And he's been off-color for ages, he was wasting away.It was probably better for him to snuff it quickly -- one swallow -- he probably didn't feel a thing."

"That's one way to put it" Peter said in fear. 

"Fred!" said Ginny indignantly. "All he did was eat and sleep, Ron, you said it yourself," said George.

"He bit Goyle for us once!" Ron said miserably. "Remember, Harry?"

"Yeah, that's true," said Harry. "His finest hour," said Fred, unable to keep a straight face.

"For real" James snickered. 

In a last-ditch attempt to cheer Ron up, Harry persuaded him to come along to the Gryffindor team's final practice before the Ravenclaw match, so that he could have a ride on the Firebolt after they'd finished.

After the practice Harry shouldered the Firebolt and he and Ron walked out of the shadowy stadium, discussing the Firebolt's superbly smooth action, its phenomenal acceleration, and its pinpoint turning.

They were halfway toward the castle when Harry, glancing to his left, saw something that made his heart turn over -- a pair of eyes, gleaming out of the darkness. Harry stopped dead, his heart banging against his ribs.

Sirius gulped, what was he even trying to do?

"What's the matter?" said Ron.

Harry pointed. Ron pulled out his wand and muttered, "Lumos!"A beam of light fell across the grass, hit the bottom of a tree, and illuminated its branches; there, crouching among the budding leaves, was Crookshanks.