HOGWARTS COURTYARD

"Good lord..." McGonagall whispered in shock at the sight of just how fat the Duke was, and also amazed that his Horses could pull all that weight, Snape looked at the Duke with a raised brow, even Dumbledore was surprised from the man's size and weight.

"Was your journey here long, Sir Duke?" Dumbledore asked him as he approached and stood next to (Y/N), smiling at the Duke with a twinkle in his eyes.

"It was quite the journey, crossing the sea was a bit of a chore, but I managed, and I also did some business along the way too, I must say, this Castle is quite the sight" the Duke said as he smiled to Dumbledore, showing a friendly face for potential new customers.

"Why thank you, I am pleased that my School impresses you so" Dumbledore replied to him as his smile seemed to grow wider under his long, Grey beard.

"Of course, it's not often such ancient places are so full of life and wonder, forgive my manners, call me the Duke, a Merchant by trade" Duke said to Dumbledore in a friendly manner, as curious students gathered to see the new arrival.

"A pleasure to meet you, sir Duke, I am Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster of this School, this is Professor McGonagall, our teacher of Transfiguration and this is Professor Snape, the Potion's Master of this school" Dumbledore said to the businessman, also introducing two of his Professors, both of which still looked shocked at his appearance.

"A pleasure to make your acquaintance as well, Now then, young Lord Dimitrescu, you had placed an order for Healing Salves and the means to make them?" Duke asked the young man in a jolly manner, always happy to perform business and earn more coin.

"Yes, do you have the ingredients I require?" (Y/N) asked him formally, eager to have the First Aid Meds more readily available, to make his blood drinking more easier.

"Yes I do, I managed to procure a good amount of Herbs, and ample bottles of Chem Fluid from the Village, I'm more than willing to sell them... for the right price, of course" Duke said to him.

"Of course, I would never ask you to bring something for nothing" (Y/N) said to him with a smile on his pale face, meanwhile, the students watched them, and a certain group of girls and a boy, were surprised at who they saw.

"Wow... he's very fat" Amy said rather bluntly as she looked at the Duke while he spoke with the Slytherin Vampire and the Headmaster and Professors.

"Amy, don't be so rude!" Clara whisper-yelled as she smacked the Scots-girl's arm, making Amy flinch and give the shorter girl a look, and then looked back to the Carriage.

"She's not wrong though... how much do you think he must have eaten to get that big?" Rory asked them with an astounded look on his face, also placing a hand on his own stomach and imagining how it must be to live like that.

"Watch what you say! That might be his dad your insulting!" Abigail exclaimed quietly as she smacked the back of Rory's head, making him let out a startled "ouch!" and rub the back on his head in pain.

"She's right, but still, that's a bit much" Rose said as she kept watching the Duke, and the Slytherin that she was crushing on, she also remembered the teasing Fred and George were giving her, but thankfully, they kept her crush a secret, since she was certain the other members of her House wouldn't be so understanding.

Meanwhile, Hermione was also looking at the new arrival, she looked a little disgusted that she could see the Duke's large belly coming from under his stretched out shirt, thinking to herself how a person could let themself get that overweight.

"Well now, shall we take this discussion indoors, perhaps talk over some tea?" Dumbledore suggested to the Duke in a friendly gesture, though Snape and McGonagall wondered how the Duke would even move himself with how much he weighs.

"That sounds rather delightful, Mr. Dumbledore, it would be good if there were space to set up shop here" the Duke said as he rubbed his meaty hands together, with a gleam in his eye.

"Shall I leave you to discuss business?" (Y/N) asked the Professors and the Merchant.

"That would be for the best, mister Dimitrescu, seeing as you have Charms class with Professor Flitwick in half an hour" McGonagall said to him sternly, the young man then gave a polite bow before he said his goodbyes to the Duke, and leaving to return to the Slytherin Dorms to get his things for Charms Class.

A LITTLE LATER ON

"Welcome class, I have good news for all of you, today, we will be practising the Levitation Charm" Professor Flitwick said to the class, the children all seemed excited to try this spell, especially after they had seen the Professor make Neville's Toad fly around the classroom the first day of classes.

The Professor paired up the class and gave each of them a white feather to practise the spell with, (Y/N) was paired up with Abigail, which she seemed very pleased with.

"Now, don't forget that nice wrist movement we've been practising!" Professor Flitwick squeaked to the students, as he stood on top of his pile of books as usual.

"Swish and flick, remember, swish and flick, and saying the magic words properly is very important too, never forget Wizard Baruffio, who said "s" instead of "f" and found himself on the floor with a Buffalo on his chest" the Professor reminded all of the students, (Y/N) just seemed a bit confused by what the short man just said, but decided to just go with it.

"Wingardium Leviosa" Abigail said as she did the swish and flick motions with her Wand, but the feather that they were given didn't move, Abigail tried again and had to take a breath when it didn't work for the second time either.

While she tried to get it to work, (Y/N) observed the other students in the class, most of them either failing to levitate the feather or only managing to move it slightly, then he looked over to Harry Potter and his partner, only to see the other boy managed to set their feather on fire.

"Wingardium Leviosar!" he heard someone say loudly, he looked over and saw Ron violently waving his Wand like a windmill, making him smirk at how frustrated the man-thing child was getting.

"No, stop, stop, stop, your going to take someone's eye out, and your saying it wrong, it's Levi-o-sa not Levi-o-sar" Hermione snapped at the Ginger haired boy as he sat with his chin in his hand, watching this exchange boredly.

"(Y/N), why aren't you doing it too?" Abigail asked him as she nudged his side to get his attention, breaking him from his boredom and looking to the dark haired girl.

"Of course, apologies, Wingardium Leviosa" (Y/N) said as he picked up his Wand, focused, and recited the magic words while performing the "swish and flick" maneuver with his wrist, and then the feather started to float up off the desk.

"Oh, well done, both of you!" Professor Flitwick cried out as he clapped his hands, sounding very pleased as the rest of the class looked at (Y/N), and Hermione, who looked at the taller Slytherin like she wanted to shout at them.

"See here everyone, Miss Granger and Mr Dimitrescu have done it!" Professor Flitwick said happily, Hermione looked proud of herself, while Ron gave her a dirty look and sank down onto his desk, (Y/N) then ended the spell and allowed the feather to gently float down into his gloved hand, where he set it back on the desk.

"Show off..." Abigail grumbled at him, but she had a smile on her face as she got back to trying to make her feather fly, after the class ended (Y/N) was walking along with Abigail following him, when he overheard the little Ginger Man-thing child talking.

"It's "Levi-o-sa, not Levi-o-sar", it's no wonder no one can stand her, she'd a nightmare, honestly" Ron ranted to Harry angrily as they were leaving the class, he then saw said girl push past both boys with tears in her eyes.

"I think she heard you" Harry said to the boy, who shrugged him off and they kept going, while (Y/N) just shook his head, he was glad to be learning magic, but the childish arguments were annoying for him.

"That boy is so rude..." Abigail said as she gave the ginger haired boy a dirty look.

"And here I thought you wouldn't care, since they are from Gryffindor and all" (Y/N) said to her with a raised brow, waiting to see her response to what he was saying.

"It doesn't matter that she's from Gryffindor! That stuff doesn't matter once you graduate anyway" Abigail said to him as she looked back towards where they saw Hermione hurry off too, looking like she sympathised with the bushy haired know-it-all.

"Your rather mature for a girl your age, Abigail" (Y/N) said to her as they kept walking together to their next class, (Y/N) took the other classes for the day and paid attention to the studies, with Abigail, Clara or Rose sitting with him, with people from said houses giving them looks when they saw them sitting together.

Soon enough it was time for Halloween Feast, and all of the houses were making their way to the Great Hall, however, right now (Y/N) was in the Potion's Classroom with Rose, feeding on her blood from her neck as she was trying her best to not make a sound from him sucking and licking her neck.

Her face was bright red and she was blushing heavily, her thighs clamped together from bracing the pain and trying to control herself, she was having a hard time though, but...

"I believe that's enough, mr. Dimitrescu, we wouldn't want you to suck miss Tyler dry after all" Snape said in his usual cold voice, quickly killing the mood for Rose at least, (Y/N) then let go of his bite, licking the wound a final time as Rose shuddered.

"Of course Professor, are you alright, Lady Tyler? You seem rather pale" (Y/N) said as he held onto Rose, who was leaning back against his body, she nodded her head to him, she knew that Snape had purposefully let him feed on her more than he should, but... considering that it gave her an excuse to feel his body through his robes? She might not hold a grudge.

(Y/N) then applied a First Aid Med to her neck, washing away the blood, and healing her before giving the blonde Gryffindor girl a bottle of Blood Restoring Draught as well, which she drank slowly.

"Now then... I believe you two should make your way to the Great Hall, it would be a great shame if you would miss the Feast, it is supposed to be quite the impressive" Snape said in his usual cold drawl, giving Rose a cold look as she was still leaning against (Y/N), half because of the light headedness and also because, she was enjoying the change to be close to her crush with a good excuse.

"No need to worry Professor, I'll make sure she get's there on time" (Y/N) said to him, as he stood up, causing Rose to pout as she was taken out of her comfy position, but then blushed again as she felt his hand on her back, guiding her along with him.

The two walked through the hall together, making their way to the Great Hall together with Rose staying close to him while they were alone together.

"You have quite the interesting tasting blood you know" (Y/N) said to her with a smirk on his face as he walked the young blonde to the Great Hall.

"Yeah... you mentioned that a few times before, what do you mean by that, by the way?" Rose asked him curiously, looking up to him as they walked through the halls of the Castle.

"The emotions of the Mortal I drink from can add extra... flavour to the blood I drink, for instance, if said mortal was in the throes of terror, then their blood would be quite energising, like a dose of caffeine to the system" (Y/N) explained to her calmly, as he remembered some of the times where he tasted the blood of Mortals his Mother brought to the Castle, often it was stale and bland from being kept standing, but when it was fresh from the vein, it had a kick to it, like freshly squeezed juice.

"Oh, I-I see..." Rose said as she seemed both wary and also flustered, wondering if that meant he was aware that she had a crush on him from tasting her blood?

"Yes, your blood always has quite the interesting flavour to it" (Y/N) said to her, Rose's face went bright red, but he didn't say anything to her, was he not interested in her? Or was he being patient and waiting for her to say something first?

"Can I... ask you a question?" Rose asked him as she stopped walking, and turned to look up at him.

"I believe, you just did, Lady Tyler" (Y/N) said to her with an amused smirk on his face as he looked down to the girl.

"Please, just call me Rose, we're mates after all" Rose said to him with a smile that showed her White teeth.

"Are we?" (Y/N) asked her, sounding a little surprised at what she had said.

"'Course, why, don't you think so?" Rose asked him, also sounding rather surprised about him being surprised that she considers him a friend.

"I notice how your hesitant to be around me when your fellow Gryffindors and present, I can only assume your worried what they may think of you for "fraternising with the enemy" as they say?" (Y/N) pointed out to her, Rose went quiet and realised that he had a point, she was acting strange when she was in view of other students from her house.

"Sorry, it's stupid, I really shouldn't care so much what they think, I just... I don't know, I guess I'm just worried about people hating me" Rose said as she looked to the floor, she had been very worried about what her housemates would think of her if they saw her hanging around with a Slytherin, she was already getting teased by Fred and George for her crush, and was concerned about being hated by the rest of her house.

"In my experience, having a few select people who accept you is better than constantly walking on your toes, worrying that everyone will turn on you for any small decision you make" (Y/N) said to her, remembering how he felt more at ease at home with his Mother and Sisters, he'd never really cared too much what the Commoners and the mortals thought of him, he cared more for what his family thought of him.

"You sound like a wise man with that sage advice" Rose said jokingly, laughing at how mature he sounded.

"And you sound like a child, with your curiosity" (Y/N) joked back at her with a smirk, making Rose scoff at the taller young man.

"Hey! I'm fourteen, only three years away from being an adult, how old are you?" Rose asked him pointedly, giving him a look while she had her hands on her hips.

"I was born at the end of the year nineteen thirty nine, and I was turned in the year nineteen fifty eight" (Y/N) said to her, not affected by her look at all, compared to the looks his Mother and Mother Miranda gave him at home? She was about as threatening as a wet Kitten.

"Your fifty three years old?" Rose asked him, sounding very surprised at how old he was compared to her, almost falling on her butt from the surprise.

"Yes" (Y/N) said to her simply, he was aware of Rose's crush, but... wasn't really interested in entertaining her crush, not only because she was fourteen years old but also because he was very certain that she couldn't handle how he and his family lived, the only person who even seemed to accept this was the girl who came to visit his family sometimes.

"Wow... that is one hell of an age gap" Rose said as she nodded her head, only imagining what her mother would say about it, she'd kill her.

"Rose, I'm a Vampire, there's usually going to be quite a sizeable age gap with anyone I get together with, even other Vampires" (Y/N) pointed out to her with a good natured chuckle, even his friend was quite a bit older than he was.

"Yeah, I guess you have a point there" Rose said as she looked to the ground, now feeling a bit silly for not expecting that he might be much older than her, considering he was a Vampire and all.

"Now now, dear Miss Tyler, there's no need to be upset" he said as he knelt down to her height, his gloved hand held her chin and has the girl look up into his Honey-Gold eyes, her face going bright red as she locked eyes with his, her heart beating rapidly in in her chest.

"Hm, you have interesting eyes, they change colour depending on the light" (Y/N) said as his eyes looked deep into the flustered girl's, who was fidgeting under his gaze, he'd seen her eyes seemingly change colour depending on the lighting, and how far away she was.

"Y-Yeah... I've got some Brown in my eyes, around my pupils, m-mum says it's called Minimal Heterochromia" Rose said to the taller man who was examining her closely, he was quite intrigued with her eyes.

"They are quite lovely, I've never seen eyes like yours before" he said to her giving her a smile that made her go weak at the knees, and her face go so warm she felt like she might burst into flames.

"W-We should... get to the G-Great Hall, before we miss the feast..." Rose whispered as she looked into his eyes, feeling like she was being hypnotised or compelled by his gaze.

"Yes, it would be a shame to miss out on such a grand affair" (Y/N) said to her as he let go of her chin and stood up to his full height, and then started to walk away with a smirk on his face, Rose let out a shaky breath as she placed her hand on her chest and tried to calm down her racing heart, she took another deep breath and saw a bathroom close by.

"J-Just a moment, yeah? I'm going to wash my face real quick" she said to the taller Slytherin, before she went inside to try and splash some cold water on her face, she went to a nearby sink and turned the faucet, before cupping her hands under the cold water and quickly splashing her face, gasping from the sudden coldness on her skin, however... she then heard sniffling and crying from one of the stalls, Rose quickly felt concerned and slowly approached the stall.

"Hello? Are you alright in there?" she asked gently as she lightly knocked on the stall door.

"Yes... please go away, I want to be alone" said a small, slightly hoarse voice from inside the stall, sounding like a much younger girl, who was still sniffling and hiccuping.

Rose stepped back and walked away, but she felt bad about this, she walked to the door and peeked her head out, to see (Y/N) waiting for her.

"Actually... you can go on without me, I have some, erm... personal things to take care of" Rose said to him, wanting to make an excuse so he would go ahead to the Halloween Feast and let her try and help whoever was crying in the bathroom, since it was obvious that it was a girl hiding in there.

"I understand, say no more, I shall leave you to sort yourself out, hope to see you there soon, Lady Tyler" (Y/N) said to her, before he turned and walked his way to the Feast, he soon reached the doors to the Great Hall and walked inside, he looked upward and saw lots of pumpkins with candles in them floating around the room, all of them having faces carved into them.

High above the students thousands of live Bats fluttered from the walls and ceiling, some even swooping over the tables, this made (Y/N) smile as he walked to the Slytherin Table and sat down next to Abigail at the table, who was enjoying a lolly pop, he sat down and helped himself to some Halloween treats as well, he looked to the staff table and also saw the Duke had been allowed to join them, and was sitting as a guest with the staff and enjoying the foods appearing on his plate, when suddenly the doors were thrown open and Professor Quirrel came sprinting into the Hall, looking terrified.

"Troll! In the Dungeon! Troll in the Dungeon!" Quirrel loudly cried out as he ran down the middle of the Hall toward the Staff Table, all of the chatter and happy talk suddenly went quiet as the students looked at the professor in alarm, Dumbledore stood up from his seat with a look of alarm in his eyes, along with Professor McGonagall.

"Thought you ought to know..." Quirrel said before he fell to the stone floor in a dead faint, then a loud thunderclap echoed through the hall, followed by the panicked screaming and shrieking of the children in the Hall.

"Mortals... honestly, such noise and panic" (Y/N) scoffed as he watched the students screaming and making to run to the doors, likely right to where the Troll was wandering around, Abigail looked scared as well, but she stayed close to (Y/N).

"SILENCE!" Dumbledore called out loudly to the hall, his voice making all of the panicked students stop where they were and look to him and the other teachers, (Y/N) was impressed he could make them stop like that, and wondered if it was some kind of magic.

"Prefects! Lead your houses back to the Dormitories immediately!" Dumbledore rumbled, the Prefects then quickly started to lead the students back to their Dorms, (Y/N) was walking back to the Slytherin rooms, when he remembered that Rose wasn't in the Great Hall when news of the Troll arrived.

"Lady Saltstone, I must ask that you cover for me, it would seem Miss Tyler may not know about the Troll, I shall have to go and find her" (Y/N) said to her quickly, before he slipped away back toward the Girl's bathroom the Rose was in.

"What? (Y/N), wait-oh..." Abigail said in confusion, but it was too late to protest as he was already gone.

IN THE GIRL'S BATHROOM

"So... you wanna talk about what's made you cry? Because crying alone won't help" Rose asked Hermione kindly as she was leaning on the stall door next to the one she heard her crying from.

"No, I just want to be left alone!" Hermione exclaimed in an angry voice, very annoyed that this girl she didn't know wouldn't leave her alone to cry in peace, thinking that she was likely there just to say more hurtful things.

"Well sorry, but I'm not going anywhere, you can either talk to me or I'll just wait until you come out" Rose replied to her sassily, as she got herself comfortable against the stall she was leaning on, she then heard a huff from inside of the stall before the door was unlocked, and Hermione stepped out, tears still on her face.

"Alright, what is it? Are you here to make fun of me for crying, or because I have no friends, or are you going to-" Hermione ranted angrily, more tears falling down her face before Rose cut her emotional rant off.

"Hey, it's alright, I'm not gonna make fun of you, I just wanted to make sure you were alright" Rose said to her in a kind voice, as she opened one of the stall doors and tore off some toilet paper to help the twelve year old girl clean herself up a little.

"Here, wipe your eyes, alright?" Rose said as she offered the bushy, Brown-haired girl the tissue, which she took with a sniffle and used it to wipe her eyes before blowing her nose and tossing the used paper in one of the toilets.

"So, you want to tell me what happened or-ugh! What's that smell?" Rose exclaimed as she pinched her nose from the odour, it stank like very old socks and a public bathroom that no one ever cleaned, Hermione then saw something behind the older Gryffindor girl and gasped, her chocolate-Brown eyes widening in fear as she backed away, then Rose heard a low grunting sound behind her.

She went wide eyed as well and slowly turned her head to see who or what was behind her, only to freeze at the horrible sight, the Troll was twelve feet tall, with dull, Granite Grey skin and a lumpy, boulder like body that was covered in a dirty Brown leather vest and loin cloth, with a small bald head perched on top like a coconut with large ears, it's legs were as thick as tree trunks with large feet that had two toes each, it had very long arms that ended with two huge hands, each with three fingers and thumbs, and it carried a large wooden club.

"O-Oh no... this isn't good" Rose said shakily as the large, brutish Monster growled lowly, it's steps making the ground shake as it raised it's club over it's head.

"Move!" Rose suddenly shouted as she grabbed Hermione and pulled her away just before the Troll swung it's club, reducing several of the bathroom stalls to splintered wood, Hermione let out a terrified shriek from the near miss as Rose pulled her away to the back of the restroom, keeping herself between the terrified girl and the Mountain Troll.

This was a very bad situation, Rose had no idea how to deal with a Troll! She looked behind her and saw Hermione slide down the wall to the floor in a dead faint, she couldn't leave her here like this, and she didn't know any Spells that could help her fight this thing, the Troll stomped toward the two girls, smashing several sinks with it's club before it raised it's weapon up to smash both girls into paste, Rose shut her eyes and braced herself for the impact, planning to protect Hermione, when suddenly there was a whooshing sound, followed by a wet sound and a heavy wooden thud.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw the Troll looking at it's hand dumbly, or rather... the stump where his hand used to be, said appendage was now laying on the floor in a small pool of blood, the large wooden club laying on the ground by it's foot.

The Troll suddenly bellowed in pain as blood gushed from the severed limb, the Monster flailed around bellowing loudly, spraying blood over the broken stalls and the floor, the large Monster's flailing caused it to turn around, where it saw a pair of Honey-Gold eyes glaring at it's very soul, before the owner of said eyes swung his arm again with force, the bladed claws growing from his fingers slicing through the Troll's neck.

(Y/N) stood still with his arm in the place he stopped his swing, his eyes watching his opponent for any hostile moves, the Troll looked confused before a bloody line slowly formed from one side of it's neck to the other, and then... it's bald head slid from it's shoulders and landed on the floor with a wet thump.

Suddenly blood gushed from the neck of the Troll's body, which teetered on it's trunk-like legs, before falling forward and crashing to the floor with a heavy thud that shook the ground, as the Troll's blood quickly pooled on the bathroom floor.

(Y/N) raised his hand and retracted the blades into his gloved hand and saw the Troll's blood on his fingers, and in a moment of curiosity, licked some of the blood from his finger, only for his face to wrinkle in disgust and he spat it onto the floor.

"Ugh... what foul tasting blood, are you alright, Rose?" (Y/N) asked as he looked at Rose and then saw Hermione slumped back against the wall, he then saw Rose swoon and quickly grabbed the fourteen year old before she hit the floor.

He scooped Rose up into his arms in a bridal carry before he glanced down to the unconscious Hermione, the Troll had likely been loud enough to get the attention of the teachers so she would be fine, he carefully adjusted his hold on the unconscious Rose and walked out of the girl's bathroom, taking the blonde haired Gryffindor to the Medical Wing.

He walked his way to the Infirmary while being careful with the fourteen year old girl as he carried her, he soon reached the large wooden doors to the Medical Wing and knocked on them, the doors soon opened and Madam Pomfrey looked surprised to see him carrying Rose as he was.

"Apologies, Lady Pomfrey, but miss Tyler may need some medical attention" (Y/N) said to the woman as he looked down to the sleeping girl, being very careful of where his hands were touching, he was quickly ushered inside and laid Rose on one of beds to be checked over by the Matron.

BACK AT THE GIRL'S BATHROOM

The Girl's Bathroom was deathly quiet when Harry and Ron ran into the bathroom, only to freeze in shock at the sight in front of them, Ron going extremely pale at the blood and gore that soaked the stone floor.

"Hermione!" Harry exclaimed as he saw the girl laying against the wall, he rushed over to her, and started shaking her shoulders, trying to wake the girl up when Professor McGonagall burst into the lavatory, only to gasp in shock at the sight that greeted her, she was followed closely by Snape and Quirrel bringing up the rear, both men froze at the sight of the dead Troll, and the thick, rancid blood that was still slowly leaking from the large corpse.

"O-Oh my..." Quirrel whimpered as he went and sat on one of the toilets, clutching his heart in genuine fear a what he saw.

"You two! Explain yourselves!" McGonagall exclaimed angrily, before she noticed Hermione and hurried over to the girl, checking her over with worry flashing through her eyes, she was very protective over the students.

"It would appear, someone slew the Troll..." Snape said in his usual drawl as he bent over the large corpse, examining the wounds on it's body, precise cuts that were strong enough to slice through the thick bones of a Mountain Troll.

"Yes, Severus, that is quite apparent" McGonagall said as she checked Hermione's pulse as she wrinkled her nose at the foul smell coming from the Troll's dead body, she felt very relieved when Hermione stirred and her eyes fluttered open.

"Thank goodness, are alright miss Granger?" McGonagall asked the bushy haired girl who looked very confused before she gasped in shock at the sight of the dead Troll, and then remembered that she wasn't alone.

"P-Professor! There was someone else here with me, an older girl from Gryffindor, is she alright?!" Hermione exclaimed worriedly, McGonagall's eyes widened in worry as she looked around the room, thinking that she may have missed this person, or that they may have been buried in the splintered wood of the stalls, but, she then noticed bloody footprints leading out of the bathroom...

"I think perhaps we should fetch Dumbledore, he may be able to make sense of this" Quirrel said as he nervously looked at the Troll's head on the ground, it's eyes vacant and dead, Snape then left to go and inform Dumbledore of the situation, and bring him to the bathroom in question.

"Now then... what exactly are you two doing here in the first place?" McGonagall asked Harry and Ron giving both boys a very stern, angry look that made them shrink back slightly.