The Slytherins and Gryffindors were separated, each to a side of the room, glaring at each other, none more than the two quidditch teams led by Marcus Flint and Oliver Wood. Harry was the only member oblivious to the tension happily sitting on Marcus’ lap, who had dragged him there after he started dancing with Luna. He was currently playing chess with Draco who was trying to distract him after it became obvious his soul mate was in the tower but it was too crowded to narrow it down. Then the yelp from Percy pulled everyone out of their thoughts.