I was walking down the corridor on the way to the dreaded potions class when I turned the corner and walked straight head-on into Harry.

"Gah!" I reeled back and fell to the floor with a bump.

"You okay???" Asked Harry.

I got up and dusted myself off and looked at my watch. I had a few minutes to kill before Potions.

"Harry, Ive been wondering ever since school started. When are you going to have Quidditch try-outs?"

"Im actually having them this afternoon, after my Divinations class. Are you coming?"

I blushed, "Well, I mean I just always to see if I was any good at Keeper. Maybe even Chaser."

Harry grinned, "Well, come on by the pitch and lets see what you got okay?"

"Really?! Thanks Harry!"

All the sudden the bell rang.

"Ah!" I cried, "Ill se you later Harry!!!" And I sped off to Potions, hoping Snape wouldn't give me detention.

Later in the afternoon…..

I walked into the Quidditch pitch and saw the Chasers being tried out. Katie Bell was amazing. There was also a new girl who had a lot of raw talent. Her name was Krisa Pulty.

"Hey you're here!"

I spun around and noticed Harry.

"Yeah. Have I missed the Keeper try-outs?"

Harry put his concentration back on the Chaseres for a moment and muttered, "Definatly Katie this year and that Krisa looks promising."

I waited patiently.

"No, their actually next," He said turning to me. "You got your broom?"

"Yeah." I said holding up my Starbolt.

FYI: I just made the name Starbolt up so don't go looking for it in a book.

Harry gazed at it and said, "Not a bad broom." The he turned his attention back up at the Chasers. "All right!" He called, "Everybody down on the ground! Keepers get in a line!" He looked back at me, "You too," He said, "Go on."

I walked towards where Harry had indicated and was second in line to try-out. The first kid, Carry Callaway wasn't to good. She only saved one shot. My stomach flipped as Harry blew the whistle for me to go up.

I mounted my broom and kicked off hard and soared up to the goal posts. 'God I love flying…' I thought happily and I positioned myself in front of the middle post.

Harry blew the whistle and the first Chaser came up and began to soar towards me, swerving, trying to confuse me.

I sat on my broom and watched her shoulders and hands. THERE! A muscle in her left shoulder twitched, just barely visible and then the fingers on her right hand tightened on the Quaffle.

'Shes going to the left…' I thought calmly.

The Chaser raised the Quaffle and in the spit second I had to determine which way to go her right hand began the lunging movement of throwing the Quaffle left but her lefthand began moving sideways as though to knock the Quaffle the other direction.

'RIGHT!' I screamed in my head and darted right…just as the Chaser's left hand hit the Quaffle right.

Suddenly the Quafffle was in my hands and I threw it to the second Chaser.

All five Chasers tried their feints and tricks but I caught all the shots.

At the end of all the try-outs, Harry called out the names of the new team.

"FOR KEEPER…" He yelled so all could hear. "GUENEVERE MYETS!"

I froze as my name was called and people pounded me on the back, congratulating me.

I looked up at Harry but he had proceded to call out the names of all the other players.

I smiled, 'Yes!' I thought. 'Finally Im on the Quiditch team!'

PLEASE READ THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT GETS REALLY GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GUENEVERE FLIES SOME MORE AND ITS REALLY COOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!