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Chapter 12- Pride, Guilt, and... Trolls?

Author's Note: This story is kind of off and on, but today so I'm uploading 2 new chapters. Who knows when I'll update again. Anyways enjoy!

Killian almost couldn't believe it had been 2 months since school started. 2 months since he met Ron and Harry. It was strange to think that he was living alone in the woods not so long ago.

When Halloween came, the smell of pumpkin was wafting through the corridors. Harry and Ron were surprised to hear that Killian hadn't the slightest idea what Halloween was.

All in all, Killian didn't think he liked it very much. After all, considering all of the pumpkin in their meals, there was a noticeable shortage of meat at the table.

Professor Flitwick announced
in Charms that he thought they were ready to start making objects fly, something they had all been dying to try since they'd seen him make Neville's toad zoom around the classroom.

Professor Flitwick put the class into pairs to practice. Killian's partner was Harry (which was a relief, because Neville had been trying to catch his eye). Ron, however, was to be working with Hermione Granger.

It was hard to tell whether Ron or Hermione was angrier about this. She hadn't spoken to any of them since the day the broomsticks had arrived. "Now, don't forget that nice wrist movement we've been practicing!" squeaked Professor Flitwick, perched on top of his pile of books as usual.

"Swish and flick, remember, swish and flick. And saying the magic words properly is very important, too -- never forget Wizard Baruffio, who said 's' instead of 'f' and found himself on the floor with a buffalo on his chest."

Killian puzzled for a moment, not seeing why this was a bad thing. If he had found a buffalo on his chest, he would be thrilled. Although he wasn't quite sure Professor Flitwick would allow Killian to slaughter and consume a buffalo in his classroom.

Everyone in the class was given a feather. Killian stood timidly while everyone tried out the spell. He was afraid he would set the feather on fire like Seamus had.

Harry and Ron, as well as the entire class, seemed to be having trouble as well. "Wingardium Leviosa!" Ron shouted, waving his long arms like a windmill. "You're saying it wrong," Killian heard Hermione snap.

"It's Wing-gar-dium Levi-o-sa, make the 'gar' nice and long." "You do it, then, if you're so clever," Ron snarled. Hermione rolled up the sleeves of her gown, flicked her wand, and said, "Wingardium Leviosa!" Their feather rose off the desk and hovered about four feet above their heads.

"Oh, well done!" cried Professor Flitwick, clapping. "Everyone see here, Miss Granger's done it!" Killian had a sour taste in his mouth. 'Thinking she can boss Ron around like that...'

"Well if Hermione can do it, it can't be that hard!" Killian snapped. Hermione lowered her feather. She looked towards Killian and crossed her arms. "How about you try it then?" she said in a daring tone.

Killian straightened his posture and pointed his wand. "Wingardium Leviosa!" he shouted, giving his wrist a nice flick. Hermione gaped as the feather rose higher and higher, not stopping until it reached the ceiling.

Killian smirked, beaming with pride. Ron and Harry couldn't help the smile that crossed their faces as well.

"Draglore! Very nicely done! It seems we have two prodigies here!" Professor Flitwick announced.

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Ron was praising Killian after class, thrilled he had showed up Hermione. "It's no wonder no one can stand her," he said to Killian and Harry as they pushed their way into the crowded corridor, "she's a nightmare, honestly. "