Harry Potter's Coolest Aunt

The Black Mystery

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It looked like the end of Ron and Hermione's friendship. Each was so angry with the other that the other couldn't see how they'd ever make up.

Ron was enraged that Hermione 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, 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 her cat ever since Crookshanks had landed on Ron's head in the Magical
Menagerie.

Personally, Draco was sure that Crookshanks had eaten Scabbers, and when he tried to point out to Hermione that the evidence all pointed that way, she lost her temper with Draco too.
  
"Okay, side with Ron, I knew you would!" she said shrilly. " Everything's my fault, isn't it? just leave me alone, Aishi, I've got a lot of work to do!"  Aishi tried to calm her but Hermione snapped at her harry got mad but aishi calmed him down.

Ron had taken the loss of his rat very hard." Come on, Ron, you were always saying how boring Scabbers was," said Fred bracingly. "And he's been off-color for ages, he was wasting away.It was probably better for him to snuff it quickly -- one swallow -- he probably didn't feel a thing." 

"Fred!" said Aishi indignantly."All he did was eat and sleep, Ron, you said it yourself," said George."He bit Goyle for us once!" Ron said miserably. "Remember, Harry?" "Yeah, that's true," said Harry."His finest hour," said Fred, unable to keep a straight face. "Let the
scar on Goyle's finger stand as a lasting tribute to his memory. Oh, Oh, come on, Ron, get yourself down to Hogsmeade and buy a new rat, what's the point of moaning?"

In a last-ditch attempt to cheer Ron up, Harry persuaded him to come along to the Hufflepuff team's final practice before the Ravenclaw match even Draco joined in as well so that they could have a ride on the Firebolt after they'd finished. This did seem to take Ron's mind off Scabbers for a moment ("Great! Can I try and shoot a few goals on it?") so they set off for the Quidditch field together. Madam Hooch, who was still overseeing practices to keep an eye on Harry, was just as impressed with the Firebolt as everyone else had been. She took it in her hands before takeoff and gave them the benefit of her professional opinion.

"Look at the balance on it! If the Nimbus series has a fault, it's a slight list to the tail end — you often find they develop a drag after a few years. They've updated the handle too, a bit slimmer than the Cleansweeps, reminds me of the old Silver Arrows — a pity they've stopped making them. I learned to fly on one, and a very fine old broom it was too. . . ."She continued in this vein for some time, until Diggory said, "Er — Madam Hooch? Is it okay if Harry has the Firebolt back? We need to practice. . . ."

"Oh — right — here you are, then, Potter," said Madam Hooch. "I'll sit over here with Weasley and Malfoy . . ." She, Draco and Ron left the field to sit in the stadium, and the Gryffindor team gathered around Cedric for his final instructions for tomorrow's match."Harry, I've just found out who Ravenclaw plays as Seeker. It's Cho Chang. She's a fourth year, and she's pretty good. . ."" And you have a pretty crush on her " Adam said making the team laugh as Cedric blushed

 "On the other hand, she rides a Comet Two Sixty, which is going to look like a joke next to the Firebolt." He gave Harry's and Aishi's brooms a look of fervent admiration then said, "Okay, everyone, let's go —" And at long last, Harry mounted his Firebolt, and kicked off from the ground.

It was better than he'd ever dreamed. The Firebolt turned with the lightest touch; it seemed to obey his thoughts rather than his grip; it sped across the field at such speed that the stadium turned into a green-and-gray blur; Harry turned it so sharply that Angela Spinner screamed, and then he went into a perfectly controlled dive, brushing the grassy field with his toes before rising thirty, forty, fifty feet into the air again. Even aishi was laughing with joy on her new broom zooming as fast as Harry. "Harry, I'm letting the Snitch out!" Cedric called.