39 Plot Twis (2/2)

”Threaten me? What gave you that idea?” Harry was confused.

”Didn't he whisper threats into your ear to get you to agree to the whole game thing?!” Ron was even more confused.

”No! Why would he do that?” Harry was surprised by his friend's too wide imagination. ”We just had a deal, that's all!”

”But...” Ron looked at Harry inquisitively. ”What kind of deal..?”

”I don't think that's something you should know.”

...

”Hey! I heard you and Draco had just been added into the quidditch team! Is it true?” Theodore asked, barging into Casimir and Draco's room when Draco was taking a bath. ”Oh wow! What is it doing?”

Right at that moment, Casimir was in the process of feeding Fleur and Echelle, making things very awkward. Surprisingly, unlike Draco's show of disgust, insisting on Casimir only feeding Fleur and Echelle when he takes a bath, Theodore looked fascinated instead.

'Intruderssss...'

”This, Nott, is how snakes eat. And yes, me and Draco are now part of the quidditch team for Slytherin.” Casimir answered, shooing Theodore's face which was getting dangerously close to the feeding snakes away. ”Where did you even hear that from?”

”Well, Crabbe and Goyle were sort of telling it to everyone so it would be strange if I didn't hear it.”Theodore said, making himself comfortable on Casimir's bed.

”I knew it was a bad idea to tell the both of them. I should've stopped Draco when I had the chance.” Casimir groaned.

”Too late now. Everyone in Slytherin already knows.” Theodore snickered. ”Which reminds me... Hoew old are you?”

”Ten. Well, eleven on Saturday. Why?” Casimir replied in confusion.

Suddenly, Theodore sat up straight. ”Holy smokes! Do you know what this means?!”

Casimir shook his head.

”You're the youngest quidditch player in over a century!”