Harry had been obsessed with this idea of you and your group being death eaters, or something to do with the dark arts. You hung around Draco, pansy, blaise and that type of crowd, well you were a slytherin and a pure blood so who else exactly would you be expected to be around?

Hermione and Ron had voiced their disapproval of his outstretched idea towards the group of course, because as much as they disliked slytherins they wouldn’t stretch it that much.. to be deatheaters. Although your group had become more quiet this year, reserved, cold, it was almost as if something had broke?

Harry was walking while Hermione and Ron followed, Hermione whispered “Harry this isn’t a good idea! You’re taking this theory too far” while he made larger strides, responding “Hermione if you’re so sure they’re innocent why don’t we see and shut this down if they are then huh?” While she pinched her nose in frustration and Ron looked a bit concerned saying “mate.. I know they seem different and all but isn’t this obsession getting out of control..?” While Harry ignored and continued following you