RAVENCLAW!

4. Halloween

A part of this chapter is basically the Halloween chapter from Harry Potter and the philosophers stone rewritten from my memory with a few changes.
All the rights belong to JKR!

The following weeks were pretty awkward. Harry tried to talk to Malfoy again but the blonde just got even meaner and more brazen than before.
Except from lessons, Malfoy was never found near the other Ravenclaws.
When the bell rang he would be the first one to leave the classroom and the last one to return to the Ravenclaw tower right before curfew.
In the great hall he always sat at the Slytherin table while Harry was with Ron and his brothers.
Percy had explained that you only have to sit at your own table at feasts like Halloween or end of year.

Time passed by very fast.
Most classes were very interesting,
so the young wizard really enjoyed them.
Most classes!
History of magic was just boring and Snape, the greasy-haired potions professor,
used every single chance to take points from Harry or to expose him in front of his classmates.
Once, he took fifteen points from Ravenclaw because he'd dropped his quill by accident.
The noise would be 'disrupting' his lesson,
he had said.

Anyway, today was halloween.
As mentioned, there would be a huge feast for dinner which Harry was getting ready for at the moment.
He wasn't really in his best mood.
Snape had taken fifty points from him in one lesson and his classmates weren't happy about it.
As a result he was now making his way down to the great hall.
Alone.
Again.
The feast-table-rule meant he couldn't sit with the Weasleys this time.
When he reached the Ravenclaw table, he sat down at the very end without caring who was sitting to his right or across from him.

"Hey, you're Harry Potter, aren't you?"

Of course this girl knew for sure that he was. She just tried to be polite. Harry gave a  her short nod.

"I'm Cho Chang. Second year. I've seen you sitting alone in the common room. Already thought about giving you some company but usually it's better to wait until the first years get to know each other better. You know, so they could have friends their age."

The asian girl, Cho, gave him a questioning glance. She surely wanted to know why he was being alone all the time.

"I've got some friends in Gryffindor. Can't blame the the other Ravenclaws in my year for not liking me. I'm losing lots of house points in potions. I think the teacher has targeted me since he first saw me. "

He didn't want to spend Halloween silent and on his own, so why not telling her what she wanted to know.
By the way, the decorations in the hall were amazing. There were large carved pumpkins, hagrid sized, and living bats flying through the hall.

"Well as long as you're not losing points on purpose and try your best to get them back in the other subjects, I see no point in not trying to get to know you."

She gave him a nice smile. It was a beautiful smile. Harry smiled back and the two of them kept on talking throughout the feast.

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Draco settled down between a fourth year and a sixth year. They were the least likely to talk to him. Everytime Potter looked at him with concern after what had happened, he felt the strong urge to just tell him everything or let himself being hold by him.
But he was a half-blood and a Ravenclaw and his father had forbidden to make friends with someone like him.
Anyway, it had been the boy who lived who had rejected his hand, not the other way around. Draco had shortly thought about ignoring the rules and just sit with his friends at the Slytherin table but then he didn't want to get himself into trouble anytime soon.
His father had made very clear that he would regret if he did.