On the Quidditch Pitch
First thing that morning Kokichi set out to find the twins, for real this time. As he walked into the Great Hall he scanned the Gryffindor table till he found a group of gingers in the middle and walked over.
“Hey guy!” Kokichi cheered as he squeezed in between Ron and Fred “How are my favorite twins doing?.”
“Hi Kokichi.” Fred says as he grabs some toast and throws it on his plate.
“So, Lockhart?” George questions.
“Straight to business I see.” Kokichi says with a mischievous smile “The man’s an idiot, we won’t see us coming.”
At that the twins match his grin, and Kokichi is pretty sure that all the onlookers could see the mischief oozing off them.
“So Kokichi—”
“Why are you here!” Ron said rudely, cutting off his brother.
“To eat” Kokichi states look forward to Ron’s annoyance.
“That’s not— why are you at our table?” Ron jabs back.
“I don’t believe there was a rule against sit at other houses tables”
When Kokichi looked over at Ron he could swear he was looking at a tomato.
“That’s not what he meant.” Hermione spoke up from across him.
“Mhm?” Kokichi looks at her and tilts his head to the side. “Not what he meant?”
“Well, you hang out with Malfoy…” Harry says from the other side of Ron.
“Oh. Wait, you're Harry Potter!”
“Hum, yes, I am.” Harry responds awkwardly.
“Draco and the others talk about you all the time, and for some reason know your tragic backstory, and really hate you.”Kokichi rambled.
“You know what, I’m not even surprised at this point.” Harry sighed.
“Anyway, why would me being friends with Draco hinder where I sit?” Kokichi questioned
“Because he hates us.” Ron said, a little shocked at Kokichi's question. As if being friends with Draco means he automatically meant he would hate them too.
“So? I barely know you, and the twins are my friends. Why would Draco’s opinions of you stop me from sitting with my friends.”
The Golden Trio looked like Kokichi had just dropped a bomb on the table. Jaws practically on the floor.
“That’s a lie!” Kokichi cheered, “I just really like annoying Pansy, and like I said, she hates you guys.”
The Trio exchanged a look at Kokichi’s lie, but didn’t really care, because speak of the devil, Pansy, Draco and Blaise just arrived in the great hall, and their expressions at seeing home were well…
Draco looked like he had been slapped, Blaise look confused, and Pansy,
Pansy looked ready to murder him.
Draco marched over to Gryffindor table with Pansy and Blaise hot on his heels while glaring daggers at poor Harry. Oh and his bodyguards were there too, but Kokichi guessed they were to stupid to know what was going on. Following Draco like two very ungracefully, ugly, big, dogs.
“Kokichi,” He spat out once he arrived at Gryffindor table, looking down at him, "do I ever want to know why you're sitting with blood traitors and mudbloods.”
“For the greater good.” Kokichi replied
“And what would that be?” Pansy said, leveling him with a glare.
“The downfall of Lackfart!” Kokichi said triumphantly
“A very noble cause.” Fred said leveling Pansy with a glare of his own.
“And he can sit wherever he likes.” George adds protectively.
The tension between the two groups was starting to get so thick you could cut it with a knife, and Kokichi would prefer not to have his friends at each other’s throats.
“No, he sits with us. He’s our stupid mudblood and he needs to be trained on how to act like a true Slytherin.” Pansy spat.
“Don’t talk about him like he’s your pet!” The Twins said, jumping to their feet.
Damn, did Pansy really think of him like a pet.
Wait.
Pansy said “our” mudblood.
“Pansy I’m shocked!” Kokichi cried over the fight that was about to break out.
“What?” Pansy said as everyone looked over at him.
“You said “our” mudblood, like I was a part of your group. Pansy if you missed my presence so much you could have just asked me to sit with you.” Kokichi teases.
“Ew.” Pansy deadpans
“What?! That’s all you have to say? Pansy, why are you so mean to me?” Kokichi said as he jumped up from the table and took hold of Pansy hands with crocodile tears in his eyes.
“Don’t act like we’re friends.” Pansy spat as she tried to pull her hand free from Kokichi’s grasp.
“But Pansy, here I thought you were starting to warm up to me.” Kokichi pouts.
With one final pull Pansy finally managed to free her hands from his grip. “I would prefer if the giant oaf fed you to the giant squid in the lake!” She said before storming off.
“Well that sounds painful.” Kokichi hears Draco comment under his breath.
“Yeah, she’s no fun at all.” Kokichi said to Draco’s surprise.
“How did you hear that?!”
“I never reveal my secret.” Kokichi said with a smirk demeanor changed so fast that the onlookers looked like they got whiplash. “ Anyway, we can head back to Slytherin table now.
Then Kokichi looked over to Fred and George “and we’ll do so planning later in a less crowded place, ok?”
“Sure thing snakey.” Fred said with a nod.
“We’ll hunt you down in a little bit.” George adds.
“Well then,” Kokichi says, turning to face Draco and Blaise “Shall we go find Pansy?”
Draco just sighs and walks off with Blaise following suit grabbing Kokichi’s hand to make sure he doesn’t wander off. As soon as their out of earshot Harry looks over at the twins and asks
“What… just what?”
The twins looked at each other back at Harry and started to laugh.
“Don’t worry too much,” Fred says.
“That’s normal for him.” George states.
The Golden trio share another confused look.
“Well, that’s one way to put it.” Hermione said
“ ‘mione, I don’t think that guy knows what normal is, I think he might be crazy.
“Ron, that's rude!” Hermione scolded and the twins started to laugh even harder.
Back over at the Slytherins table Kokichi and the others took their usual seats and started to serve themselves breakfast.
“Honestly Kokichi of all the people to hang out with…” Blaise trailed off
“What’s so bad about them ?” He questioned.
“First of all,”Draco stared, Oh no he’s going to go on a rant.
“They're always getting into trouble, and they're Dumbledore’s favorites. They get away with murder, literally murder. Last year Potter killed the DADA AND GOT HOUSE POINTS FOR IT.”
“Wasn’t the old DADA teacher, like crazy, or something and was trying to rob the school and kill Potter?” Blaise cut in.
“That Doesn’t change the fact that Potter LITERALLY KILLED A GUY.” Draco shouted in outrage.
The other were so raped up in their conversation they didn’t notice Kokichi tuning them out as he started to sink into his own thoughts.
Harry Potter, kill someone? The thought didn’t sit well with Kokichi. He’s never been a big fan of violence to begin with. If he or his sister ever got in trouble he prefers to trick or convince people to let them off the hook. But to kill someone.
To actually take a human life…
The thought of it just disgusts him.
To go that far… there’s almost always another option, trick them, catch them in the act, stall till you can get help, but Kokichi was never ok with the idea of killing someone.
And if Harry has killed, even if it was self defense, Will he do it again to protect himself or others? Does he regret the murder he’s already committed? To be fair he’s 12 and for what Kokichi gathered, had probably not had it as easy as Draco thinks, but still to resort to violence so easily, if Kokichi ever did I that it would make him just like his stepfather.
He cut off that train of thought. ‘I’m getting ahead of myself here.’ Kokichi thinks to himself ‘Maybe it really was the only option for Harry at the time.’
Kokichi looks up and across to Gryffindor table where he can see Harry laughing with his friends. Kokichi doesn’t know Harry well enough to answer any off his questions.
He’ll just have to be more careful around the golden trio in the future, just to be safe.
“Hello?”
“HELLO?”
“Earth to Kokichi?”
Kokichi blinks a few times before realizing that his view of the rest of the great hall was currently being obscured by Pansy waving hand.
“You still in there?” She asks sarcastically.
“What Pansy? Sad I’m not paying attention to you?” Kokichi teased.
Pansy looked at Kokichi with disgust.
“No.” She deadpans before looking back over to the others.
“What were you saying Draco?”
“Then Potter decided he needs to be a hero, and came after me on his broom! And when I threw it he raced a good 150 yards to catch it, and when the teacher saw him flying when we weren't supposed to, they gave him a spot on the quidditch team!” Draco said heatedly.
“Quidditch?” Kokichi questioned.
Upon hearing his question, the others snapped their heads in his direction.
“Oh, by Merlin’s beard. Of COURSE he doesn’t know what quidditch is!” Pansy exclaimed, slapping her forehead. “Blaise mind explaining?”
Blaise just sighed.
“Quidditch,” he began “is a competitive sport with a team that consists of seven players. The goal of the game is to get more points than the opposing team by throwing quaffles in one of the three opposing golden hoops before one of the seekers catches the golden snitch.”
Kokichi tilted his head in confusion “The wha—”
“If you want to know, don’t interrupt.” Blaise states as he continues his explanation.
“The players are divided into four roles. One keeper that protects hoops/goals, two beaters that try to knock other players off their brooms, three chasers that try to score points, and finally, one seeker who tries to catch the golden snitch. The ball that the chasers throw around is called a quaffle, it’s… well it's just a ball that’s worth ten points if you get it in the hoop. There are two bludgers that fly around aggressively that the beats try to hit at players, and a super tiny ball called the snitch that ends the game if caught and is worth 150 points.”
“150 POINTS!!!” Kokichi cries. “What’s the point of scoring if the seeker can just win the game by catching this snitch thing?!”
“You’d be surprised.” Draco said “We actually have a quidditch team for Slytherin if you're interested.”
“No thanks, doesn’t sound like my thing.” Kokichi said
“Aren’t you on the team this year Draco?” Pansy asks.
“Yes,” Draco proudly proclaims “and my father bought the entire team the new Nimbus 2001’s! No amount of favoritism will save Gryffindor this year!”
“What will you be playing?” questioned Blaise.
“I’ll be playing seeker.” Draco says with a nod.
“Seeker? Really?” Blaise asks.
“Yes! Why do you sound surprised?!” Draco says defensively.
“Well last year,” Blaise started, “when you and Potter were fighting over Longbottom’s remembrall, one of the girls next to me commented that they were impressed that you could throw remembrall as far as you did against the wind. With a throw like that, I would have thought that you’d play chaser, that’s all.”
“Well if I played chaser I wouldn’t be able to go head to head with Potter.” Draco pointed out “A-and why was that girl paying so much attention to my throw?!”
“I know I’m new to the whole quidditch thing, but if you're better at throwing, shouldn't you be the ah… the chaser?
“Well at this point it doesn’t matter.” Draco huffed “The team has already been finalized.”
At that Pansy perked up “oh yeah, don’t you guys have practice today.”
“We do, and Professor Snape gave us permission to use the quidditch pitch before the Gryffindors too.” Draco smirked.
‘Oh, cause that’s gonna end well’ Kokichi thinks to himself.
*****
The group of Slytherins spent the entire morning together, and as flawed as his fellow Slytherins are, Kokichi had a lot of fun. Blaise taught him more about quidditch and its history along with Draco. Which by the way apparently it’s super popular, even Pansy likes it and she doesn’t like anything…
Ok, she doesn’t like anything that has to do with Kokichi, but that’s besides the point.
After lunch Draco convinced them to come watch his practice saying that ‘It would help Kokichi understand an important part of wizarding culture better,’but Kokichi was pretty sure he just wanted to show off his new broom.
Draco came out of the Slytherin dormitory dressed in what Kokichi guessed was a standard quidditch uniform, with the exception that it was green to represent their house.
“Come on, let’s go meet with the rest of the team.” Draco said as he led the group out to the quidditch pitch.
“Everyone,” Draco calls over to a group of six boys all in matching uniforms. “My friends here would like to watch our practice today, that alright with you Flint?
A boy who looked to be about 15 to 16 with black hair looked over to Draco.
“That’s fine, as long as they don’t cause a problem.” He says and Draco nods and turns back to them.
“Pansy, Blaise, try not to let Kokichi wander off. As funny as it would be, it would be unfortunate if he were hit by a bludger or something.”
“I’m right here you know.” Kokichi pouted.
“That change’s literally nothing.” Pansy says.
The group (minus Draco) turn to head to the viewing area when they hear what sounds like a battle cry in the distance.
“aaaaaaaAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!! FLINT!!”
A brown haired boy marched on to the pitch dress in a maroon quidditch uniform with six other players behind him. One of them being, would you guess it, Harry Potter himself.
“This is our practice time! We got up specially! You can clear off the pitch now!” The heated brunette states.
Flint just looked at him with a twisted smile “Plenty of room for all of us wood.”
“But I booked the field!” Wood spat with rage.
“Ah,” Flint said. “But I’ve got a special signed note here from Professor Snape.
Flint help a the note for every on the pitch to see
‘I, Professor S. Snape, give the Slytherin team permission to practice on the Quidditch field owing to the need to train their new seeker.’
“You’ve got a new seeker?” Wood said, narrowing his eyes. “where?”
Draco proudly walked to the front of the group with a smug look on his face.
“Great, it’s Lucius Malfoy’s son.” Fred remarks sarcastically.
“Funny you should mention the Malfoys,”Flint said “ Let me show you the generous gift he’s made to the Slytherin team.”
The team unveils their new brooms to the Gryffindor who look on with a mix of horror and jealousy.
“Very latest model, it outstrips the previous old two thousands series, and the Cleansweeps…” Flint looks over to Fred and George “sweeps the board with them”
The Gryffindor team stared down the Slytherins, none being able to come up with a comeback.
“Oh look,” Flint said, “field invaders.”
Ron and Hermione crossed over the grass, looking worried about what was going on.
“You have three ‘Invaders’ of your own Flint!” Wood said, pointing to Kokichi, Blaise, and Pansy.
“Their gue—” Flint was cut off by the twins, who just noticed Kokichi standing off to the side.
“Hi Kokichi!” The twins said, waving excitedly.
“Hi guys!” Kokichi said, waving back with just as much excitement.
“SHUT UP!!!” Flint yelled at the twins. “With our new brooms and seeker, we’re going to wipe the floor with you.”
“At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in,” Hermione said sharply. “They got in on pure talent.”
“No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood.” Draco spat.
Kokichi was dragged back out of the way of the uproar that followed by Pansy and Blaise. While Flint had to jump in front of Draco to protect him from Fred and George who lunged at him, only being held back by Wood.
“That’s it you’ve gone too far Malfoy!” Ron said with murder in his eye as he pulled out his wand, which was bent in a way that did not look ok.
“EAT SLUGS!!!” He cried.
With a loud BANG and a bright light Ron was sent flying backwards.
“Ron!!!” The Gryffindors cried as Harry and Hermione ran over to help their friend up.
“Ron, are you ok?!” Hermione asked.
Ron looked like he was about to answer her when he suddenly gagged.
“Ron?!” Harry said, looking on with concern.
When Ron tried to answer again it looked like he was going to puke, and well he did. Just not what you’d expect.
Out of Ron’s mouth came a slug, then another, and another.
The Slytherin burst out laughing (minus Kokichi and Blaise) at Ron’s misery.
Kokichi watches as Harry and Hermione help Ron up and rush him off somewhere. He thinks he heard Hermione say something about a Hagrid, but Kokichi was more concerned that the slugs Ron at puked up were now coming towards him and the other Slytherins.
‘Yeah, time to dip’ Kokichi thinks as he slips out off the quidditch pitch and heads back to the castle along with Pansy and Blaise. They might be Draco’s friends, but none of them want to deal with whatever is going to happen on that pitch after all of…
That.