"Is class over yet?" Seraphina Hirai asked her best friend, Hermione, while stretching over her table.
"Miss Hirai, if you want to go, you may. The door is wide open for you to step out," Professor Binns, the ghost that was teaching History of Magic, snapped as it was her third time to ask.
"Sorry Professor," she yawned, signalling for the ghost to continue which he thankfully did.
"Just a bit longer, Sera. You'll have the entire afternoon to practice quidditch with the team," said Hermione, while patting my shoulder.
Seraphina, Hermione, Harry, Ron and a few other students involved in the Second Wizarding War were continuing their seventh year at Hogwarts since most of the school year was taken up by the war. She was best friends with the three ever since they entered The Hogwarts Express in their first year. She was involved with most of the gang's antics like looking for the Philosopher's Stone all the way to finding the horcruxes and fighting along with them against Voldemort.
Seraphina wanted nothing more than to get out of the boring classroom and race outside with her Nimbus 2000 in her hands. She was one of Gryffindor's chasers, one of the best ones she might add as most of the games she played were won by her shooting the Quaffle, Ron deflecting the Quaffles shot by the enemy chasers and Harry getting the Snitch when they had the lead. Since the quidditch season was starting, she needed practice because the previous year of her life was spent hunting down a few horcruxes and using stupefy on some Death Eaters.
"Alright seventh years, your assignment will be to write down a 3 roll essay about the War of Hogwarts. I assume it would be very easy as all of you have experienced it yourselves first-hand," Professor Binns announced, his tone was even more boring (if it was possible) than ever.
The bell rang and Sera gathered my quill, the parchment she was doodling on and the unopened textbook and put them into her bag. She waited for the three to finish so they could go back to the common room together and get started with the assignment Binns gave them.
"Password?" The Fat Lady asked as the four seventh year students appeared in front of her.
"Squidward," said Harry while Sera kept giggling beside him. She always found it funny that a muggle television cartoon character became the nickname of one of the darkest wizards of all time just because of his nose.
The painting flung open and they step inside the common room to be greeted by the crackling of the fireplace.
The four sat on the floor and rolled out their rolls of parchment to get started.
"We're going out for practice, aren't we captain?" Sera asked Harry who was oddly staring at her. He quickly shook his head as if to get out of his trance and turned to the parchment in front of him.
"Of course, we need to practice if we want to win this year," his hands went to dip the tip of his quill into the ink and started writing.
"Alright," said Sera, moving her dark brown locks behind her ears to get rid of any distraction.
An hour or so has passed when Hermione got up with her rolls of parchment and her things in her arms.
"Hurry up, you two," she said, pointing at Sera and Harry, "you wouldn't want to be late for the first practice of the year! Especially you, Harry."
She walked to the girls' dorm and came back with Sera's robes and broom in her hands.
"Who knew Hermione would be so excited about Quidditch," Ron muttered barely audible for Sera to hear.
"Finished!" Exclaimed Harry, dropping his quill into his bag then stretching his limbs.
Sera glanced at Ron who was on his second roll of parchment.
"It's on Hirai," he smirked, writing faster, determined to finish first.
After a few seconds, Sera dropped the quill onto the desk and stood up to stretch her back.
"Finished!" Ron jumped up with the rolls of parchment in his hand, looking as if he had just ran a marathon.
"I was done ages ago Weasley," said Sera who was already dressed into her Quidditch robes and was only waiting for Harry to come down to the common room.
"Ready?" Harry asked, walking down the stairs, his Firebolt gripped tightly in his hands.
"Yep, just waiting for Ronald," Sera looked over at the ginger who was packing up.
After a few more minutes of waiting, they went down to the Quidditch field where the rest of the team was waiting.
"Where have you three been? We've been waiting for you so we could get started!" Said Alexandra Watson, a Gryffindor beater in her fifth year.
"Sorry, had to do some homework Professor Binns gave us," said Ron, pointing back at the castle.
"You can make it up to by winning the first game against Hufflepuff," Chloe Wilson, one of the Gryffindor Chasers who in her fifth year, smirked.
"Don't worry, we got this Chloe," Seraphina patted the younger chaser on her shoulder.
Meanwhile, Harry was staring dreamily at Sera once again that he didn't notice Esteban Santos, a beater in his fourth year, waving his hands in front of Harry's face.
"You like her, don't you?" Esteban smirked, following Harry's gaze towards Sera.
"What? No! We're just friends," as Harry said that, he felt a small pain in his chest though he couldn't point it out.
"The friendzone hurts a lot you know," said Esteban, before patting Harry on his back and walking back to the rest of the girls.
"Everyone ready?" Harry asked, walking over to the rest of the team.
Harry split the team into two. Sera, Chloe, Alex on one team playing offense while Ron, Esteban, and Giselle Calliat (a chaser in her fifth year) played defense. Harry was going to watch over the practice and tell the team what they had to improve.
"Mount your brooms!" yelled Harry, going to the middle of the field where the Quaffle, the Bludgers were positioned. The six players
"Bludgers are released," he yelled, releasing both Bludgers into the air which almost instantly started rampaging through the air.
"Chasers! There goes the Quaffle!"
"Go!"