“Still, it won’t hurt to have some new blood, will it?” said Ron. “I suppose that will make quite a difference to the team?” “I’d forgotten Wood had left,” Hermione said as Angelina left. Last year, they hadn’t had Quidditch because of the Triwizard Tournament. “Yeah, sure.” Harry was looking forward to getting back on a broom. Tryouts are on Friday at five o‘clock, and I want the whole team there, alright? Then we can see how the new person’ll fit in.” Also, her pep talks would hopefully be shorter than Oliver Wood’s. She was a good player, and he thought she’d be up to the task of managing the team. “Had a good summer?” And without waiting for an answer, plowed on, “Listen, I’ve been made Gryffindor Quidditch Captain.” Ron took a studied interest in a flagon of pumpkin juice. Hermione stopped talking as Angelina Johnson approached them. “Maybe he didn’t want to draw attention to Hagrid not being here.”
“Maybe…” Hermione paused, and glanced around to make sure no one was nearby to eavesdrop. “Dumbledore didn’t mention how long Professor Grubbly-Plank is staying,” Harry said as they sat down at the Gryffindor table. He instinctively looked up at the head table, but there was still no sign of Hagrid. The weather in the Great Hall was as dull and grey as Harry’s mood. It made the idea of unity sound very ill-conceived to Harry. He supposed it was no wonder the students didn’t know what to think - they hadn’t seen him since the Triwizard Tournament.Īs they walked to the Great Hall, they passed a group of Ravenclaw students who huddled together at the sight of him, like he might lash out at them if they were scattered. He’d gone home with his parents before the end of term last year, after a few days in the hospital wing. And the Sorting Hat’s warning was the same - stand together, be united.” You-Know-Who’s only been back two months, and we’ve started fighting among ourselves. “The point is that this sort of thing is exactly what Dumbledore was talking about. “So do I, but I still couldn’t tell you exactly what -” “How do you remember stuff like that?” interrupted Ron. We can only fight it by showing an equally strong bond of friendship and trust -’” “‘His gift for spreading discord and enmity is great. It’s important we remember what Dumbledore said at the end of term feast last year.” She glanced at Ron and Neville, expecting their support. “It would be quite nice if you didn’t jump down our throats, Harry, because if you haven’t noticed, we’re on your side.” His temper deflated as quickly as it had risen. “No, I told her to keep her big fat mouth shut about you, actually.” “Been having a nice little chat with her about whether or not I’m a lying, attention-seeking prat, have you?”įor all of Harry’s anger, Hermione didn’t jump to his level of frustration. Hermione sighed, like she had expected this. “Seamus thinks Harry’s lying about - about You-Know-Who.” Harry ignored her, so Neville answered for him. “Anyway, what’s wrong, Harry?” Hermione asked as they walked down a flight of stairs. If even their mother didn’t manage to put them in line, how was Hermione going to do it? He wouldn’t have liked to be in a position where he had to tell Fred and George to stop doing something. Ron followed a little reluctantly, and Harry didn’t blame them.
“Because we’re prefects! It’s up to us to stop this kind of thing.” She climbed through the portrait hole with a determined look on her face. (We regret that all work is undertaken at applicant’s own risk)Hermione ripped the ad from the notice board. Pocket money failing to keep pace with your outgoings?įor simple, part-time, virtually painless jobs
“What’s the matter? You look absolutely - oh, for heaven’s sake!” She had caught sight of the notice board, in particular a bright orange ad. Harry, Ron, and Neville met Hermione in the common room, Dean and Seamus long gone. He shook his head and followed Seamus out the door. “He’s just…” Dean hesitated, but the words did not come. “Don’t worry about it, Harry.” Dean grabbed his school bag. “Does he think he’ll turn into a nutter if he stays in a room with me too long?” Harry asked, loud enough for Seamus to hear as the door closed behind him. Seamus was already awake, dressed in half a minute, and on his way out the door before Harry could rub the sleep from his eyes. He extricated his arm from beneath his pillow and tried to ignore the prickling sensation as blood returned to his limb. Harry woke on the first morning of term with a dull headache and a numb feeling in his arm.
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