𝗨𝗡𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗗 ━ Golden Trio Era

━chapter 15

Chapter 15
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HARRY MAY BE BANNED FROM QUIDDITCH, BUT THERE WAS NOTHING STOPPING HIM FROM OBSERVING THE PRACTICES SOMETIMES. Adhara was only a bit shocked when she realised she had to inform him of that. Which prompted Ron to drag the boy to the field to give him some pointers.

"Is Montagne looking for a new seeker?" asked Millie over lunch.

They took up a spot at the very front of the Slytherin table, away from the teachers. Adhara was in no mood to have Umbridge shoot daggers behind her back the whole meal. Apparently, the investigation was already underway, though Adhara doubted anything would come out of it. The woman most probably already vanished the quills and any other proof.

"Yes. Our reserve seeker isn't very good, but no one else is willing to try out. There's this fourth year called Harper that may try out, but we aren't too sure. The next match isn't until February, though, so we've got time."

"Isn't Malfoy upset about the whole thing, though?"

The three girls looked above the sea of heads to where Malfoy sat. The boy was silent, mournfully staring at his meal.

Adhara shrugged. "It's not like he can complain to his father."

"Ouch. Harsh, Adhi."

Adhara didn't really care. "You didn't hear what he was saying about Harry and Ron's parents. He deserves the punishment."

"You don't think his mother's going to do anything?" interjected Hermione.

"After seeing the state of his nose?" answered Millie. "The woman practically screamed when she came to the infirmary. There is no way she's letting him play ever again."

Hermione turned around towards the entrance of the Great Hall. "The twins are thoroughly upset."

Adhara and Millie followed their friend's gaze, where Fred and George were picking on a group of Slytherin first years. Adhara narrowed her eyes.

Hermione turned back to face them. "No amount of house points will get them to behave. They just don't care!"

Adhara's gaze flicked back to her. "McGonagall?"

Hermione squirmed, looking away.

"You don't want to?"

"I don't want to look like I failed in my first year at being prefect!"

"You won't, though."

Millie hummed. "How about their mother? They're terrified of her."

"I already threatened that I would, but I haven't actually...you want me to tattle to their mother?"

Adhara shrugged. "Use whatever methods' in your disposition."

"Besides, is it truly snitching if they're in the wrong?"

Hermione looked thoughtful, nails between her teeth, but she still kept hesitating.

"I don't know..."

"Just write to the woman, start with pleasantries," instructed Millie. "Then say something like 'Oh, Mrs Weasley, I know I'm a prefect and it's my job and everything but they're friends so I'm not sure what to do!'"

Hermione blinked. "That's...quite sneaky."

Millie shrugged.

"You're taking advice from Slytherin," reminded Adhara. "What else did you expect?"

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