REINCARNATED IN Harry Potter

Friendship?

It looked like the end of the friendship. Hermione and Renevia was angry with Ron that Harry couldn't see how they'd never make up.

Ron was enraged that the girls had never taken Crookshanks's attempts to eat Scabbers seriously, hadn't bothered to keep a close enough watch on him, and was still trying to pretend that Crookshanks was innocent by suggesting that Ron look for Scabbers under all the boys' beds. Hermione and Renevia meanwhile, maintained fiercely that Ron had no proof that Crookshanks had eaten
Scabbers, that the ginger hairs might have been there since Christmas, and
that Ron had been prejudiced against Hermione's cat ever since Crookshanks had landed on Ron's head in the Magical Menagerie.

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Renevia just sitting alone on her seat since Hermione probably busy with her work.As Harry entered the Great Hall, heads turned in the direction of the
Firebolt, and there was a good deal of excited muttering. All Slytherin team were all looking thunderstruck.

"Did you see his face?" said Ron gleefully, looking back at Malfoy. "He
can't believe it! This is brilliant!"

Wood, too, was basking in the reflected glory of the Firebolt.

"Put it here, Harry," he said, laying the broom in the middle of the table
and carefully turning it so that its name faced upward. People from the
Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables were soon coming over to look. Cedric Diggory came over to congratulate Harry on having acquired such a superb replacement for his Nimbus before he leave , he took a last glance toward Renevia who not aware of her surroundings.

Percy's Ravenclaw girlfriend, Penelope Clearwater also asked Harry if she could actually hold the Firebolt.

"Now, now, Penny, no sabotage!" said Percy heartily as she examined the
Firebolt closely. "Penelope and I have got a bet on," he told the team. "Ten
Galleons on the outcome of the match!"

Penelope put the Firebolt down again, thanked Harry, and went back to her
table.

"Harry - make sure you win," said Percy, in an urgent whisper. "I haven't
got ten Galleons. Yes, I'm coming, Penny!" And he bustled off to join her in a piece of toast.

"Sure you can manage that broom, Potter?" said a cold, drawling voice.
Draco Malfoy had arrived for a closer look, Crabbe and Goyle right behind
him.

"Yeah, reckon so," said Harry casually.

"Got plenty of special features, hasn't it?" said Malfoy, eyes glittering
maliciously. "Shame it doesn't come with a parachute - in case you get too
near a dementor."

Crabbe and Goyle sniggered.

"Pity you can't attach an extra arm to yours, Malfoy," said Harry. "Then it
could catch the Snitch for you."

The Gryffindor team laughed loudly. Malfoy's pale eyes narrowed, then his eyes landed on Renevia. Made his way to her, he decided to tease her and leaving his goons behind as those two stalked away.

"Alone now ,Donovan?"

Renevia still silently nibbling her food.

"What now cat got your tongue?"Malfoy said but the girl still not respond to him.

Apparently, she just get up and leave the the Great Hall casually, leaving alone dumbfounded Malfoy.

At a quarter to eleven, the Gryffindor team set off for the locker rooms. The weather couldn't have been more different from their match against Hufflepuff. It was a clear, cool day with a very light breeze; there would be no visibility problems this time, and Harry, though nervous, was starting to feel the excitement only a Quidditch match could bring. They could hear the rest of the school moving into the stadium beyond. Harry took off his black school robes, removed his wand from his pocket, and stuck it inside the T-shirt he
was going to wear under his Quidditch robes. He only hoped he wouldn't need it. He wondered suddenly whether Professor Lupin was in the crowd, watching.