"Good luck today, Ron!" someone shouted at Ron as he entered the Great Hall.
Today is Griffindor's first Quidditch game of the term, and Ron is the new Keeper.
"Good luck today Lynn!" Paul smiled as he walked up and pecked her on the cheek.
"Thanks, Love," Lynn waved as he went to go join his fellow Ravenclaws.
"Let's win today, okay?" Angelica laughed as she walked up to Lynn.
"I am so scared, what if I mess up?" Lynn shuddered.
"Don't worry Lynn," Ron sighed as he put a hand on her shoulder, "I'll be the one to mess up."
"Nice hat!" a Slytherin insulted Ron with a nudge. "Loser!"
"Ron, don't mind them-" Lynn comforted.
"Lynn, Kris's eyes. She's been crying again, you think she's been thinking about Darnell lately?"
"Harry," Lynn harshly hissed at him, "go to her dammit!"
"Okay," Harry put his hands up in surrender. "What happened to her?"
"She's just very vulnerable right now," Leo sighed.
Kris was dressed in grey pants and a white buttoned up shirt with her Gryffindor sweater over. Her hair was tied in a ponytail and she had her arms crossed.
Harry decided to go over and comfort her, he tapped her shoulder.
"You okay?" Harry asked.
She nodded no.
"You want to talk about it?"
She nodded no and turned away from him. Hermione soon sat next to Harry, and Ron took a seat in front of them. The Slytherins were making fun of Ron's gear, and Kris was getting sick of it.
"I'm going with Draco, now. See you all after the game," Kris said briefly before walking over to the Slytherin table.
"What are you doing here?" Yasmine groaned as she scooted away from Kris. "Death Eater."
"I am no Death Eater," Kris glared at Yasmin as she sat down next to Draco.
"Sure," Pansy fired as she stuck her tongue at Kris.
"Something wrong here?" Snape asked as he stood behind Kris and Draco.
"Nothing, nothing is wrong here, Snape."
Snape cleared his throat, as Kris groaned.
"Nothing is wrong here, father," Kris gave a small laugh as Snape's mouth curved into a small smile when she called him 'father'.
"Good, tell your sister I wish her luck," Snape kneeled down and kissed Kris's hair, "actually, I'll go do it myself. See you after the match Karina."
"See you then, father," Kris sighed, she is embarrassed to call Snape father.
Pansy and Yasmin were both speechless, that they didn't speak to Kris for the rest of the match.
"Bet Gryffindor'll lose this," Draco betted, "Slytherin will take this victory."
"In your dreams Malfoy," Kris teased as she stuck her tongue out at him, playfully.
"Oh yeah, Bogart?" Draco chuckled along and threw her over her shoulder.
"Draco put me down!" Kris demanded as she pounded his back as he ran towards the stands.
"Move it!" Draco barked at the people ahead of them. "Coming through!"
