Harry's a bit depressed because all he can find to eat is this nasty meat that he can wrap around his fork. Yeah, I wouldn't eat that. Seriously.
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Hermione tries to cheer him up by snogging him senseless...
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But Snape interrupts them.
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They are very annoyed, as are we.
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"Hey, if I can't get any, neither can you."
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"Don't worry. We'll finish this later."
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"You know, once in a while it would be nice for you both to remember that I'm here."
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Ron is interrupted by an owl who's either hung like a horse, or he carrying a package.
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Thankfully, it's just a package. A broom for Harry.
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Given to him by the big McG. Just for safety's sake, if an older person says they have a "big stick" for you and ask you to get on it... what are we gonna do kids? Just Run Away!
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So Harry goes to play Quidditch.
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Random Hot!Guy alert!
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What was I saying? Oh yeah, everyone goes to play Quidditch...
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Except Harry, who, for the first 10 minutes just sits there and watches like a dumbass.
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Okay, seriously, no wonder Draco Malfoy is such a stud. Compared to the rest of the Slytherin guys, he's like Grade 'A,' Prime Choice beef.
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