𝒾𝓇𝑜𝓃𝒾𝒸

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"Well, this was unexpected." The twins blandly stated at the same time.

"Ron.." Harry started approaching them.

"Don't kill him, Harry. You can't get sent to Azkaban we have a quidditch game soon." Angelina followed behind Harry with a worried expression. 'Merlin, she reminds me of Oliver.'

"Harry calm down she's not your possession." Ron voiced with confidence.

"You're right.. she isn't. But i'd like for my best friend to respect me in the least." Harry stomped past them and Ron followed him.

"Respect? Oh you're the last person to know a single thing about respect, mate." Ron pointed out with the same amount of irritation in his tone.

Fred, George, Angelina, and a couple of other team members decided to leave the scene so they wouldn't intrude.

"When have I not respected you?" Harry whipped around, "Enlighten me."

"You think I don't notice? You sneaking off with her without caring about anyone else, holding her hand and forgetting about me when she's around. Yeah, it's pretty disrespectful if you ask me." Ron explained with envy.

"At least I don't try snogging her while you're around." Harry raised his voice at Ron.

Ron's face dropped from anger and changed to disorientation, "While I'm around?" He repeated the end of Harry's sentence and faced Y/N. She quickly walked up to them to halt their conversation.

"Both of you should stop. This is completely idiotic. I'm not in a relationship with either one of you." Y/N scoffed and pushed them away from each other.

Ron had his eyes stuck on Harry, glaring at him with his arms folded. Harry was waiting on an explanation from Y/N, gazing at her facial features before she could talk.

Y/N took Harry's broom he was holding from practice and used it to emphasize her words, pointing at them with it when she started.

"Ron, you had no permission trying to snog me and Harry, you- well you just calm down in general because you're always angry." She chuckled at herself then realized how serious their faces were and stopped.

"True enough I may not have permission to snog you, but this one does?" Ron motioned to his four-eyed friend as he spoke to Y/N.

"Actually.." Y/N smiled ironically, "I may or may not have kissed him first." She confessed.

"Oh.." Ron eased up on Harry.

"Yeah.." Harry turned his eyes away.

"So.. can we all get along?" She pulled them in for a group hug.

Ron was still a bit sour but Harry calmed down under her touch. Harry and Ron embraced her back with small grins.

Y/N pulled away quickly, "Brilliant! Now, let's get to the Common Room."

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"Which of you can tell me how many unforgivable curses there are?" Alastor Moody asked the fourth years in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

He was the new Professor for the class after Lupin resigned.

"Three, sir." Hermione answered cautiously.

"And they are so named?" Moody replied to Hermione while writing her answer on the chalkboard.

"Because they're unforgivable. Using any one of them will get you-"

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