Year 1
Eren, Armin, and Mikasa were returning from the greenhouses in the snow. Their cloaks did nothing to keep out the biting wind. Armin and Mikasa huddled close to Eren, who radiated heat. They were talking about Quidditch and Mikasa was trying to convince Eren to join the Gryffindor team. “But Eren, if you don't exercise, you’ll get fat.”
Not paying attention to where they were walking, Mikasa walked right into Annie Leonhart, a Slytherin. Reiner Braun, Gryffindor, and Bertolt Hoover, Hufflepuff, were with her. Reiner immediately looked down at Eren with a pinched expression and folded his arms across his chest.
“Sorry,” Mikasa muttered, glancing anywhere but Annie.
“What is Quidditch anyways?” Eren shifted his gaze from the five people now staring at him.
“Stupid Mudblood,” Reiner blurted out.
Annie smacked Reiner’s arm and began to explain Quidditch to Eren. “Quidditch is a game played on broomsticks. There are four balls, the Quaffle, two Bludgers, and the Snitch. There are three hoops on each side and the Chasers try to get the Quaffle past the Keeper and.-”
“Do I have to Mikasa,” Eren whined.
Armin interjected, “Can you ride a broom, Eren?”
“Uh,” Eren rubbed the nape of his neck.
Reiner shook his head. “Mudblood.”
Annie smacked Reiner again. “You’re not supposed to use that term, Reiner. Knock it off.”
Mikasa smiled faintly at Annie who returned the gesture. Armin was still talking to Eren. “Maybe try out next year, once you learn how to ride a broom.” Eren nodded, thankful for Armin’s genius. The two groups continued on their separate ways.