two rings and bad things

5_ the chocolate frog deal

Ed had mostly forgotten about the remembrall incident, and simply just ignored Malfoy whenever he complained about

"Potter having a better broomstick," which he happened to bring up again at the Halloween feast.

Ed was having a great time at dinner, talking to Mal and Lance about their last charms lesson and the levitation spell they had learned.

All of a sudden, Professor Quirrell, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, burst through the doors of the Great Hall and started screaming frantically.

"Troll! Troll in the dungeons!" Many people screamed. It took a while for Dumbledore to call everyone down, and they were instructed to be lead to their dormitories by the prefects.

"What's a troll doing here?" Lance asked Mal and Ed.

"I don't know, but my parents better not find out, otherwise they would never let me come back here," Ed replied.

"Don't worry, I'm sure the teachers will figure something out," Mal reassured her.

"Let's just hope it doesn't make its way into the Slytherin dormitories," joked Lance, making them laugh.

Later that night, the troll had been taken care of, and everyone around the castle was talking about how the Quidditch season was coming up, which was also followed by freezing weather.

Ed couldn't wait for the first match of the season, even if it meant Slytherin was against the house some of her friends were in, especially Hermione.

The two of them had secretly became closer when they often saw each other in the library.

Then there was Harry, who Ed couldn't stop thinking about how he kinda stood up for her that day they were learning to fly on brooms.

But she kept this quiet, she knew no Slytherins would ever approve of this.

One Saturday after lunch, her, Malfoy, Lance, Malorie, Crabbe, and Goyle made their way down to the Quidditch pitch.

"We better win today, I don't think I could stand it if we loose to Potter," said Malfoy. As much as Ed liked her new friends, including Gryffindors, she liked winning even more, so she nodded to Malfoy in agreement.

The match didn't start off well, Gryffindor had already scored, and the Slytheirns jeered.

Finally, chaser Adrian Pucey was in possession of the Quaffle, until he too dropped it.

Thankfully, soon after, seeker Terence Higgs had spotted the snitch, but so had another player. A Gryffindor player.

"I didn't know Potter was a seeker! I thought first years aren't allowed to play," said Ed over the voices of the screaming crowds.

"They're not." Malfoy yelled back, "But apparently if you're famous you get an exception."

He was clearly very annoyed, and Ed suddenly realized why he had complained about Potter having a better broom. She wasn't as fond of Harry anymore, that was not fair he got to play.

The game was hard to keep up with, but thankfully, the commentator announced,

"Slytherin in possession - Flint with the Quaffle - passes Spinnet - passes Bell - Slytherins score!"

Ed and the others cheered loudly.

Suddenly, Harry seemed to be losing control of his broom. He even went flying towards the ground, landed hard, and looked like he was about to throw up.

Unfortunately, it turned out that he had coughed the snitch up out of his mouth, meaning that Gryffindor had won.

"He didn't catch it, he nearly swallowed it!" yelled Marcus Flint, a sixth year who was the Slytherin quidditch captain, to Madam Hooch.