HP (thechosenone) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2016-03-09 11:33:00 |
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Harry was still buoyed by the win over Slytherin, even if his best friend and his boyfriend had both gotten hurt. Quidditch was a tough game, afterall, and he knew they'd recover quickly. Besides, Slytherin played exceptionally dirty, so infatuation or not, he was glad about it. He didn't exactly want to gloat about it, though. There was no upside to that. So rather than join in the celebrations, he went looking for Hermione. She'd mentioned having some ideas about the map, and he'd wanted to keep that conversation private.
He found her in the Common Room, which fortunately was the first place he looked. Beyond that and the library, he would have been short on ideas. There were a few people about, looking less morose than normal since they had one thing to be cheerful about for a change, but they weren't paying any attention when Harry sat on the corner of the couch nearest his friend. "Seen Ron?" he asked, thinking concern for the injured should be his first thought, even if he was anxious to know what her thoughts about fixing the map were.