Albus didn't take much time to find himself in the headmasters' office. "POTTER, DO YOU KNOW THE CONSEQUENCES OF THE ACTIONS TO HAVE PERFORMED?" McGonagall raged. Aaron Abelard was at the other end of the circular room. "DO YOU KNOW WHAT KIND OF NAME THIS GIVES HOGWARTS, TO LET KIDS WANDER OFF LIKE THAT? DO YOU KNOW?" McGonagall continued. Finally, she sat back and to a deep breath, massaging her temples. Albus swallowed and looked at his feet.
"Of course, professor. I know the danger involved in what I have done. I am prepared for the consequences, even if it means being expelled, I'm ready for it." Albus said quietly.
"And why, Potter, have you done this dangerous deed?"
"I wanted to see if Naomi was okay, professor. I was thoroughly worried when I heard from her twin sister that someone had done an unforgivable curse on her. So was Andrew." Albus continued.
"Andrew is now being questioned by Professor Hagrid, Albus. May I also remind you you have broken fifty school rules. Unforgivable, Potter. I've expected highly of you, for you are the son of Harry Potter."
"Professor, I'm sorry but I'm not gifted because I'm Harry Potter's son. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm the most normal boy you'll ever see."
McGonagall sat back. "That is simply what your father said, Potter. But he was not right."
Albus sighed. "What are my consequences, professor?"
McGonagall sighed. "I think I will simply give you detention with one of our prefects, Daniel. He said he'd love someone to help him do some of his work."
Daniel, the prefect, walked on the room. His hair was crazy and all over, as usual, and his rectangular spectacles remained on the bridge of his nose. "Oh, hello there Albus. Yeah, I'd love help."
McGonagall nodded and Albus followed Danny down the hall into the library. "I'd love to search up some things on the history of Quidditch. By the way, Albus, you ought to try out for Quidditch. The first tryout is the day after tommorow, 8:00 am, at the Quidditch pitch for Gryffindor. They're allowing first years to tryouts now. The nurse has got some beds saved for the ones with a few missing teeth after tryouts." Danny continued.
Albus smiled and grabbed a book called, "Quidditch throughout the ages" and checked it's contents. "So, Albus, have you taken my advice and chosen the sofas near the fireplace in the common room?" Daniel asked.
"Yeah, I have." Albus said.
"Surely."
Albus continued looking in the books.
Quidditch is one of the most common sports in history. It was made one million years ago. Brooms back then were simply sticks. In Quidditch there are three hoops. There are also balls called bludgers. All players have to play on brooms, Bludgers come around and knock players off their brooms. Two beaters hit the bludger so it can hit another player. A player hit by a bludger will take a ten second penalty. There is a quaffle. two Chasers score by catching the Quaffle and throwing it in one of the three hoops. One quaffle is ten points. Finally, there is the snitch. One seeker goes around and tries to find the snitch. If the snitch is caught, the game is over. The team with the seeker that caught the snitch wins automatically.
"I heard that was your first detention, Albus. Congratulations. I've been in detention many times myself. One was for spilling burning potion over Professor Longbottom's head. I had to brew the antidote myself,"
Albus smiled and continued to read.
"Oh, this will never let me know what I need to know about Quidditch," Danny sighed, "Perhaps we could go to the restricted section of the library. But you have to have teachers' permission to go there... how about we sneak a book out?"
Albus gaped at Danny. "You can't possibly... I mean, you're a prefect."
Danny smirked. "You can't expect me to be that boring of a man. I've done this on countless occasions. All we have to do..."
Sure enough, Albus found himself in the restricted section, pulling out books on Quidditch, hiding behind a shelf. "Isn't this fun?" Daniel whispered. Albus nodded. Albus took out one last book of Quidditch, but then another book came out. It had no title, the cover was ripped and poorly managed. For some reason, Albus thought this book a little interesting. Each page had information on something different, to the simplest spells to things Albus had never heard before, marked highly dangerous. "What have you found, mate?" Daniel asked and took the book. "Cool. Ought to keep this one yourself," Daniel said and handed it back.
By the end of the detention, Albus found that detention very fun indeed, but he had three in mind: First was the book he found, which he had hidden beneath his shirt, then the fact that he'd have detention every day with Daniel for the following few weeks, and the Quidditch practices. Also, Albus found Danny to be a very fun person to be around.
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