Potter: A Drarry Fan Fiction

Learning

Lunch rolled around and we all headed up to the castle, we had all showered and gotten dressed in clean clothes.

We had the pitch again in the evening, Beauxbaton has it this afternoon and Durmstrang had it in the early morning and late evening. I had no idea why they had chosen such times, but it wasn't something for me to question.

"That was a really good practice guys, but I've got to run," Wood said in a rush.

"Where are you off to?" Fred asked.

"Studying quidditch strategy in the library" he said running off.

"I'd better study with him actually," Flint said following after.

We continued all walking together.

"Who are you asking to the dance?" George asked Chambers.

He shrugged his shoulders.

"No suitable partners that have caught your eye?" Fred said continuing the investigation.

"Lisa," he said shyly.

"Lisa Turpin?" The twins asked together.

Chambers nodded sheepishly.

"Alright guys leave him alone," Cedric said jumping in.

The twins just chucked and walked off with Chambers.

"Well it was worth a try," he said to me.

I wondered if I should ask him about that Durmstrang boy. I decided against it, I didn't know him well enough. I was very much interested though.

We got to the grand hall with everyone else and sat down.

Cedric sat with his friends, I walked over to Ron and Hermione. Once Draco saw I was back he came over as well.

"So how was it?" Ron asked.

"Good, I think. Thanks for asking" I replied.

"I still don't see why they couldn't fit it in so you wouldn't have to miss valuable lesson time Harry," Hermione said, almost telling me off.

"We've just finished our mocks, what is there to revise for?" Ron said turning to Hermione.

"Ron! There is always more to learn" she said with exasperation.

We all looked at each other and then laughed, Hermione even cracked a smile.

"When are the mock results due to come out?" I asked picking up a ham sandwich.

"One-thirty" Hermione snapped.

"Merlin's wand! You just gave me the fright of my life" Draco said clutching his chest.

We all chuckled.

"So how're classes without me?" I asked.

"Boring" Ron said between bites.

"Less distracting" Hermione muttered.

"Absolutely awful," Draco said dramatically.

I smiled and looked around at all of my friends.

"Thanks, guys" I replied, "I'm in a class this afternoon though"

"Thank goodness," Draco said.

I let my head fall onto his shoulder.

After a little while, he said,

"Alright, alright, I love you, but you're going to give me backache," he said. I lifted my head and realised he was in an uncomfortable position.

"Sorry," I said quietly.

"No no, don't be sorry I just needed time to readjust," he said patting his shoulder.

"Maybe later," I said giving him a weak smile.

"I'll hold you to that," he said prodding me playfully in the side.

***

I went to my lesson in my quidditch stuff, I stuck out like a sore thumb, everyone's looks reminded me just when I was about to forget.

We were lining up outside Professor Flitwick's classroom when some Durmstrang students walked around the corner looking down at a piece of parchment, then at the door, then back at the parchment.

It didn't occur to me that the other students would have to be taught as well, I didn't even think they learned the same stuff as us.

Defence against the dark arts would be fun with a couple of Durmstrang students.

The Hogwarts students looked at each other, saying nothing. None of us had realised what was happening.

"Were they not in your morning classes?" I grumbled under my breath.

"No they weren't" Dean whispered back.

Neville looked completely petrified.

The door swung open and we all shuffled in.

"That's it, that's it make room for our new arrivals," Flitwick said waving his hands as he spoke.

They all sat together, there was four of them. None of them were on their respective quidditch team.

I assumed some Beauxbaton students would also be in our class, but they did have training right now.

"There was a bit of a mix up this morning, everyone's running around like a headless dragon, but it's now, hopefully, all be sorted," Flitwick said gathering up stacks of paper on his desk.

"Yeah, we thought we had a week off" one Durmstrang student said confidently, he spoke with a heavy accent but had perfect English.

Everyone laughed,

"Yes, yes" Flitwick laughed awkwardly, trying to regain the class's attention.

This was going to be interesting.