Becoming Alpha

Chapter Five

"Seeker?" Theo exclaimed in a whisper once Harry was done explaining to his friends what had happened.

"Harry, this hasn't happened in decades," Daphne said while she turned a page in her Charms book, looking over the lesson again from earlier that day.

"I'm not officially on the team yet, you guys," Harry said in exasperation. "Besides, I don't even know what Quidditch is. All I can guess is that it involves flying."

"You don't know what – oh, right, I forgot that you grew up as a Muggle," Theo said.

"Quidditch is only the best sport in the world," Blaise said, lifting his head from his Herbology homework to look at Harry. "It's done on broomsticks in the air."

"You have seven players and four balls," Tracey continued. "The players are called the Keeper, the Seeker, the Beaters, and the Chasers. The balls are the Quaffle, the Bludgers, and the Golden Snitch."

"The Chasers use the Quaffle to try and score points on the other team by getting it through one of the other team's three hoops, which are guarded by the Keeper," Daphne said without looking up from her book.

"The Beaters carry around bats that are used to hit the Bludgers away from their own team and at the other team," Blaise commented as he looked back down at his Herbology book.

"The Seeker tries to catch the Golden Snitch, which is really fast and almost impossible to see," Theo said. "The Seeker is the most important player on the team in a way because while the Quaffle can get a team ten points per score, the Golden Snitch can get a team on hundred and fifty points, making it almost impossible for that team to lose."

"Great, another reason for people to think I'm important," Harry said sarcastically as he took out his Defense Against the Dark Arts book, opening it to the reading they were assigned that day for homework.

"That's only if you make the team, Harry," Tracey said as she too got out her DADA book to read. "You said that one yourself."

"I know I did," Harry sighed, "but Flint said that unless Dumbledore says I can't be on the team, I probably wouldn't even need a tryout just because Snape told him about the flying lesson." Harry finished the page he was reading and turned it.

"Harry, what you did in class was amazing!" Theo exclaimed as he finally got out his Charms book so that he could also join his friends in doing their homework. "I've never seen flying like that before."

"Well good on me because now I'll be the talk of the school yet again," Harry muttered just loud enough for Daphne, who was sitting next to him, to hear.

"Harry, you haven't stopped being the talk of the school yet!" she laughed. "It'll be ages before everyone gets tired of talking about you, especially because of the fact that you're getting the different Houses to get along while being a Slytherin."

"Great," Harry muttered, this time loud enough for the whole group to hear. "So you're telling me that my sense of safety from the rumor mill has been fake this entire time?"

All of his friends looked up from their homework to share a look before facing him and nodding, making him groan just quietly enough that the other Slytherins in the Common Room didn't tell him to shut up. Harry put his face in his hands and shook it just enough for his friends to notice while he muttered, "Great, just great," under his breath over and over. The other four just smirked until Harry calmed down and they all went back to their homework, working silently.

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Harry silently turned in his two foot essay on the ingredients from the boil cure potion from the week before to Professor Snape and then went back to his seat next to Draco. Looking up at the board, Harry saw that they were making the opposite potion that day: the boil causing potion. Snape finished collecting the essays and ordered them all to begin working on the potion.