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A three-headed dog and trolls
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Chapter four
Third person view
"Seeker and chaser?!" Ron exclaimed, intrigued as they walked down the corridor. "But the first year students will never... you will be the youngest players in the house in the last..."
"Century." Harry replied "Oliver told us."
"I think the title should belong to Hazz alone," Isaac said. "I don't know if I deserve it."
Ron's jaw dropped to the floor.
"We will start training next week." Isaac explained. "I don't know, I almost didn't I accepted. I love Quidditch, but having hundreds of people watching you is kind of scary..."
Fred and George appeared behind the boys. They poked Harry and Isaac on the shoulder, making them turn to listen to them.
"Great move." George said.
"They are on the team too, they are beaters." Ron explained.
"Our job is simple: prevent your blood from being shed"
"You won't get hurt" Fred began. "Maybe they just break a leg, or an arm, or even both."
"Or maybe you'll be in a coma for two months" George finished before looking at the other twin and smiling mischievously.
"I'd rather hope you guys break your jaw, so the idiots could shut up" Isaac countered.
"You know, I think we're going to win the house cup this year" Fred said. "We haven't won since Charlie finished school. You must be really good, Oliver was jumping up and down when he told us"
"In any case, we have to go. Lee Jordan promised to show us a secret passage to leave the school"
And with that, the two walked away, probably planning how to torment some teacher the next day. Isaac was about to go to his dormitory to write to his mother about the news, but he stopped when Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle appeared.
"Taking the last steps through the castle, Homam? When are you and Potter going to catch the train back to Muggle land?"
"And when are you and your friends going to catch the train to go home to the Barbie Girl better known as your father?"
"Barbie what?" He heard Ron mutter in confusion.
"I'll explain it to you later."
"I'll face you anytime, Potter." Malfoy said, looking at Harry "Tonight, just wands, no contact. I suppose you've never heard of Wizarding Duels?"
"Of course he have," Ron interjected. "I'm going to be his second, who will be yours?"
Malfoy looked at Crabbe and Goyle, analyzing them, probably deciding which of the two was the biggest idiot he had in his pack.
