𝑝𝑎𝑑𝑓𝑜𝑜𝑡 𝑗𝑟, 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧

↳ 𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙨!

"Quidditch is easy enough to understand. Each team has eight players, three chasers, two beaters, one keeper and two seekers. That's you two." Oliver told Leo and Harry, the two setting the chest down on the ground. Oliver opens the chest whilst Leo shivers from the cold. Oliver picks up a large red ball with a circular dint in it. "There are three kinds of balls. This ones the Quaffle. Now, the chasers handle the Quaffle and try to put it through one of those three hoops." He points to the Quidditch pitch, three different heighted hoops stood tall.

"The keeper, that's me, defends the three hoops. With me so far?" Oliver questions both Leo and Harry, the two nodding in response. "What are those?" Harry asks, pointing to another ball in the chest. "You'd better take this," Oliver hands Leo a bat and picks one up, unlocking the chain. The ball shoots high into the air and flies around quickly. It then flies towards the three. "Careful now, it's coming back." Oliver warns the boy as he takes a huge swing at the ball, hitting it through one of the statues crossed swords. "Hm, not bad, Black," Oliver compliments, Leo thanking him.

"You'd make a fair beater." Oliver carried on before the ball flew back towards him, the boy diving to catch it. He roughly places it back in the box, Harry looking amazed. "What was that?" He questions the older boy who's out of breathe. "Bludger. Nasty little things." He answers. "But, you two are seekers." He opens the Hogwarts badge on the top of the chest, revealing a tiny gold ball. Leo was amazed by how pretty it looked, keeping his eyes on it all the time. "The only thing that I would like you two to worry about, is this." He held up the tiny ball.

"The golden snitch." He tells the two, placing the snitch in Harry's hand. Harry observes the ball with a smile. "I like this ball!" He exclaimed, Leo agreeing. Oliver shakes his head, "Ah, you like it now. Just wait! It's wicked fast and damn near impossible to see." He tells the duo. "What do we do with it?" Leo spoke up, Harry nodding. "You catch it, before the other team's two seekers. Any of you catch this, the game is over. You catch this and we win." Oliver informed them as the ball laid in Harry's palm and suddenly sprouted two golden wings, either side of it.

It flew away as Harry and Leo kept their eyes on it, Oliver looking around every which way. "Woah!" Harry and Leo say simultaneously.

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"One of the wizard's most rudimentary skills is levitation, or the ability to make objects fly. Do you all have your feathers?" The Professor questioned the class as Leo nodded from his seat next to Neville. He watched Hermione hold hers up and Ron look displeased, making the boy snigger under his breath. "Good! Now, er, don't forget the nice wrist movement we've been practising. The swish and flick! Everyone?" He questions, all the students repeating with their wands, "Swish and Flick !". The professor nods in approval. "Good! And enunciate, Wingardium Leviosa!. Off you go then." He ordered the class.

The noise immediately raised as everyone was saying the spell in many different ways. Leo looked to Neville, the boy looking somewhat frustrated. "What's wrong?" Leo questioned, Neville looking at him. "Oh nothing, just my feathers bent." He pointed to his feather, which was indeed, bent left in the middle. Leo felt bad and swapped feathers with Neville without a word, the boy smiling brightly. "Thanks!" He exclaims, now in a much happier mood than before, Leo smiling at him. "You're going to take someone's eye out." He heard Hermione tell Ron, looking forward at them.

"Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's Levi-OH-sa, not Levio-SAH." Hermione told him, Ron huffing. "You do it then if you're so clever. Go on!" Ron told her, the girl prepping herself in her seat. "Wingardium Leviosa! "She chanted, the feather before her floating. "Well done! Look, everyone, Ms Granger's done it!" The Professor praised the girl, her and Leo high fiving. "Splendid! Well done dear-" He praises again and everyone jumps when there's an explosion, Harry and Seamus covered in dust. "I think we're going to need another feather over here, Professor." Harry advised the Professor, staring at nothing.

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Ron walked with Harry and Seamus, plus Dean complaining about Hermione as they walked to their next class. Leo decided to stay with Hermione, constantly praising her from the previous class. "It was so cool! You were like whoosh and the feather was like wahhh! " Leo makes hand gestures as Hermione laughs, seeing Ron and Harry in front of them. " 'It's Levi-OH-sa, not Levio-SAH!' " Ron mocked Hermione, her laugh quieting down and her pulling her books in her chest. Leo glared at the group as they laughed along. "She's a nightmare. No wonder she hasn't got any friends!" Ron continued, Leo having enough of it and grabbing Hermione's shoulder gently, pulling her through the group.

Their smiles dampened as Leo stopped in front of them. "She has me, you gits." He harshly shot back, walking with his arm around Hermione, tears pouring out of her eyes. Harry and Ron immediatley looked ashamed, watching the two leave.

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Leo sat on the floor in front of the stall Hermione was in, his back against the door as he listened to her rant about anything she wanted to get off her chest. "Why is he so rude? I just wanted to help him since with his wand movement, he was never going to get anywhere!" She ranted, sobbing. Leo looked at the ground and back to the sinks, a small smile on his face. "I bet he's jealous of how you can read and he can't." The boy joked, smiling brightly when he heard Hermione giggle lightly. "Probably." She carried on, sniffling and giggling more.

"Not to be impatient or anything, but are you ready to come out yet? Stomach's a'rumbling." He asked gently. "Yes" Hermione answered, unlocking the door as Leo stood up with his back to the toilet door with his arms open, ready for a hug. Hermione laughs as she walks out but her smile drops when she looked behind the boy.

"Leo... don't scream, but there's a huge troll behind you right now." Hermione warned the boy, his arms going back down to his sides slowly, turning around.

"Hi, Mr troll..."

Author's note:

Hi again lol
Thought I'd like a very sweet, wholesome Hermoine and OC friendship because it makes me happy
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Hope you enjoyed!

Byeeee!