Crimson Ink

Snitching

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Vincent nodded and draped his arm on Harry's shoulders, "Think we can make Dumbles believe you're being pushed to the light by evil Slytherins?" He asked and the others all smirked.

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"Watch it, Potter." Greg snapped as he shoved his way passed Harry with a smug Draco and Vincent. Harry stumbled slightly and Sam caught him.

Ron practically growled as he glared at the Slytherins, "Watch where you're going! Bloody prats!"

"Real clever comeback." Draco drawled sarcastically. "Though I guess that is the best I can expect from a dimwitted Gryffindor." He said with a smirk.

"Fuck you!" Ron yelled and tried to lunge at Draco. Thankfully, Sam and Harry grabbed him and held him back. "We'll see who's better when the quidditch match starts! With Harry, we can't lose!"

Hermione sighed as the Slytherins simply laughed off Ron's statement and walked away, "Would you stop letting them get under your skin! You're making a fool of yourself." She snapped more than a little annoyed with the redhead's behavior.

Ron yanked himself free, "Freaks like that shouldn't get away with treating us that way!"

Harry frowned, "It was just a shove. Get over it." He said thinking Ron was going way overboard compared to his usual dick attitude. He glanced at Sam in confusion, but Sam just shrugged slightly not sure why Ron was acting this way.

"Why should I?! Why aren't you defending me? I am your friend! You should be on my side!" Ron huffed in irritation.

"Don't start the fights if you want me to defend you. It was a shove and that's not worth starting fights over little things. Besides, Draco and I are kind of family now with his mom adopting me so I want to be civil." Harry said getting a little annoyed. Tom was now wondering if Ron was trying, without any tact, to instill some hate towards the snakes in Harry.

Ron scowled, "Fine ... kick their asses in the Quidditch match then! Do you need any pointers? I know everything about Quidditch!"

Hermione scoffed, "Sure. You just suck at flying." Ron glared harshly, but she ignored it. "Harry, Sam and I went through the rules of the game so he's ready ... this must be nice for you, Harry, playing Quidditch like your father." She said softly, making Tom and Harry wonder why Dumbledore bothered bringing the idiot Weasley into the schemes at all. If they were clueless in any way she'd have them fooled for a while. "We'll be cheering for you! There is the locker room. Only players can go in before a game, but look for us in the stands!"

"Right, see you guys!" Harry said and took off into the locker room alone where Vesta jumped out of his pocket as he quickly changed into his uniform. In her mouth was a little note, 'What did Greg slip you?" He whispered despite being the first one there.

The note was opened revealing parts of the Slytherin Quidditch team's strategy for today's game. Greg felt it was urgent enough to slip it in his pocket mid shove and it was easy to see why. Just because Harry was secretly friends with a few Slytherins and he didn't do anything against them didn't mean the others wouldn't try something. That something was a nasty bludger strategy with Harry as the target. They were going for him and it won't be pretty ...

"First one here, Harry?" Fred yelled as he and his twin came into the room. Vesta quickly snatched the note and hid in the pocket of his Quidditch uniform so the newcomers wouldn't see it.

"Eager to start your first game?" George yelled happily and they draped their arms over Harry's shoulders.

Harry tried to not flinch at the unexpected contact from the friendly pair and sighed, "I shouldn't actually be here."