Jason's family had been Gryffindors since the house had been founded. Family legend said that their ancestor had been one of the first students chosen by the founder. Occasionally one of them would be in a different house, like how two of his brothers had been in Ravenclaw. Still there was a precedent that most of the family were lions. It led to very high pressure to succeed. 


He didn't think that Logan wanted him dead, he just thought that the guy hated him. Most people did not like his brash attitude it seemed. 

"We have to do both. I mean you have to throw the spells and I also have to defend. " He said remembering a little of what Mad-Eye had said earlier. 

Jason looked around the library and thought for a second. He did not know where he wanted to do this practice. Then he got a great idea. Well a good idea for him. 

"We can go to the Quidditch Pitch! It's wide open and nobody will be there! It's one of the best places in the school. " He said as he grabbed Logan's sleeve and started to drag him out of the library with all his stuff. 

"Come on!" He said cheerfully as they walked. He let go of his arm to look back at him. "Ever been to a match there? It's great! The roar of the crowd is amazing!" He said still oddly happy.