RAVENCLAW!

6. Quidditch and Theories

When Granger and the Weasel joined Harry on the way to the Quidditch pitch, Draco had left them to themselves. He'd wanted to watch the game with the Slytherins anyway but still his mood fell a bit.

"Since when do you talk to Potter?",

asked Pansy in her shrill voice.

"I don't talk to him!"

Well, it wasn't a lie. They didn't really talk. But neither could he say that he still hated Ha-Potter. Actually he never hated him but he would never admit that, not even to himself! Draco looked over to the opposite side of the pitch and eventually spotted the raven-haired boy. Though it was quite chilly outside he suddenly felt himself warm up at the sight. Strange feeling...
After a bit Harry raised his head and locked eyes with Draco. He immediately turned away, towards Pansy.

"Hurry up, I want to sit in the first row."

A few minutes later Madam Hooch blew her whistle and 14 teenagers soared into the air, seven in green, the other seven in red robes. Now it didn't take long to ban Potter from his mind. This was his passion!
Since his fourth birthday, when his father had taken him to his first Quidditch match, he'd been in love with the sport and the idea of becoming a professional Quidditch player was stuck inside his head. The match taking place in front of him was quite eventful. Slytherin clearly had the upper hand, they were leading 50 to 10 after ten minutes, but their seeker almost got hit by a bludger, sent from a Weasley, twice. Not long after, unfortunately, Gryffindor caught up and the counter stayed at 60 to 60 for almost an entire hour. Suddenly Flint made a dirty move, knocking Wood off his broom with a bludger causing angry shouts from the Gryffindor stands. After that, the game came to an end very fast. Without the Gryffindor's keeper it was an easy one for Slytherin to score three more times in a row and before Gryffindor had a chance to return the 'favor', the Slytherin seeker caught the snitch. Deafening cheers erupted around Draco and he left his seat exitedly discussing the match with Blaise and Crabbe.

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Wow. That had been impressive. The few times Harry had sat on a broom yet had been pretty nice, too, but the Quidditch players on the pitch were just amazing. Wood, the Gryffindor keeper, had made a lot of stunning movements to stop or catch the Quaffle. Before the Slytherin captain had pulled this unfair move, of course. And it looked so impressive how the twins had flown from side to side and hit the Bludgers with every attempt, shooting them towards a Slytherin. Now Harry could understand why Ron was so fascinated by the sport. On the way back to the castle they spotted a huge furr coat in front of them and the letter came to his mind again.

"Ron, Hermione, wanna join me visiting Hagrid?"

When they both agreed they sped up to catch up with Hagrid.

"Ah, hullo Harry! Wanna come over for a cuppa tea?"

"Sure."

They spent all afternoon in Hagrids hut and talked about everything that had happened so far. It showed that Hagrid already knew about their adventure of the last night which already seemed to have taken place weeks ago to Harry. Then the dog, Fang, started licking his hand and Harry suddenly remembered this morning's events.

"Hey, Hagrid. Do you know something about the three headed creature in the corridor on the 3rd floor?"

The other three looked at him in shock and surprise. And all of them started speaking at the exact same time. Though they talked all at once he could make out Hermione's voice telling him off for entering it because it was forbidden and how stupid he was, Ron saying something about being confused and he could even hear Hagrid saying something like:

"How d'ya know 'bout Fluffy?"

So he had to explain everything, though he left out the part that Malfoy had been involved. That wasn't his story to tell. Anyway, he wondered why Malfoy had been there himself. When he'd finished it was quiet.

"So you saw the door open and decided it would be a great idea to just check what in there could be so dangerous before closing the the door?"

Hermione asked in an accusing tone.

"Someone could of been in there! Please Hagrid, tell us what you know about this creature."

"That's Fluffy! He's mine! I borrowed him to Dumbledore so he could guard the... I shouldn't have said that! I should NOT have said that! See, it's almost dinner time, you lot gotta go now! I should not have said that!"

"But Hagrid..."

He shoved them towards the door.

"Just forget 'bout it. This is only between Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel... I should not have said that. I didn't say that! See y'all at dinner."

And the door fell shut right in front of them. With startled and confused expressions they walked back towards the castle.

"That was weird!",

Ron said.

"He definitely knows something."

After some time Hermione spoke up.

"What could that creature be guarding? What would Dumbledore need to guard?"

During Dinner they made a lot of suggestions, most of them immediately crossed out by Hermione.

"No, Harry, Dumbledore would NOT lock prisoners in there!"

The longer they talked about it, the stranger got the theories. Meanwhile they had started to walk upstairs and came to a halt where they had to part ways.

"What about werewo-"

"Ronald, don't even finish that sentence! I think it's best to sleep over all of it! Good night, Harry!"

Harry also wished them a good nights sleep and made his way up the Ravenclaw tower. Surprisingly Malfoy already was up in their dorm. He'd seen Terry, Anthony and Michael sitting together in the common room, probably studying and eagerly ignoring him.

"Hi!",

he greeted the blonde, who was reading on his bed. The other boy looked up at him and nodded, before turning his gaze back to the pages. Harry smiled to himself. No insults, no ignoring, no sneer. That definitely could be counted as improvement. Tiredness flooded him when he approached his bed. He changed into pajamas and as soon as his head touched his pillow he fell asleep, exhausted from the long and eventful day.