A/N: I hope you like my story! It's my very first, so go easy when you review... if you even bother to review- which I hope you will! Just so you know, I am not in cheerleading, and I don't have any feelings of hate or like about it, so don't think that by saying cheerleading is dumb or awesome will insult me. Enjoy!

Chapter One: Tryouts

"Ron, are you sure this is a good idea?" asked Harry, looking at the door to the Great Hall door, entrance to the tryout area, as if it were about to catch fire.

It was the first week of Ron and Harry's 6th year at Hogwarts, and already the cheerleading posters had been spotted around the school halls. This meant that everyone was in a frenzy for trying out. Or grimacing in the corner if you were Hermione.

"I don't see why anyone would want to even watch this... this rubbish." huffed Hermione the other day when she saw one of the tryout posters. "The quidditch teams can play just as well without a bunch of airheads bouncing up and down for them."

But, back to Harry and Ron...

Ron raised an eyebrow at Harry. "Don't look at me, you're the one who lost the bet." he told Harry, shrugging. Harry scowled, and pushed open the big double doors of the Great Hall.

Inside, the four table had vanished, so there was a big space. Some people were warming up on a bunch of mats in a corner, some were leaning against the wall chatting, but right in front of the teacher's dining table was an area cleared off for the tryouts.

"Come on, let's get in line." said Ron. They crossed the room, and got in line.

The girl in fron of them turned around, and it was Ginny. "Hi!" she greeted them. ".... wait, are you guys actually trying out???"

"Harry is." explained Ron. He leaned in closer, "he lost a bet with Seamus." he whispered.

"oh yeah, I heard about that!" Ginny giggled.

"Shut up!" said Harry, punching Ron in the arm.

"Weasley, Ginny" called Prof. Sprout, who had volunteered to be one of the judges.

"Wish me luck!" squealed Ginny, and raced to the space in front of the tables.

Harry gupled. He was up next.

Ginny finshed in the blink of an eye, and practically floated out of the room.

"Potter, Harry." called Sprout.

Harry walked up to the table.

"Well, do your routine, dear" said Mcgonagall.

"... routine?" asked harry

"Yes, routine. You were supposed to have one prepared." she explained.

"Oh right!" exclaimed harry."My routine... that i am going to do... I knew that... alright well here goes..." He shot Ron a pleading look, but ron just started coughing.

"Would you like a cough drop?" asked Harry, annoyed.

"No thanks." said Ron, grinning.

"Mr. Potter, your routine?" asked Sprout, raising an eyebrow.

Harry randomly started kicking and spinning. Mortified, he made up a cheer on the spot. "1, 2, 3, 4... who are we rooting for...? er, HOGWARTS! ...Let's go hog... warts....?" he waved his arms. "yay." he did a weak jump.

Sprout started clapping slowly. "Thank you, Mr. Potter...." she said "We'll get back to you in a week."

Glad that it was over, Harry went over to Ron, and headed out of the room.

Ron went to open his mouth, but harry cut him off. "You say one word and you won't be able to sit down for a month." he threatened.

Ron simply gave him a thumbs-up, and burst out laughing.

A/N: Did you like it? I hope you did. The sooner you reveiw the sooner i update! To tell you the truth, I don't exactly have a plot, but isn't that how all the great writers do it? Don't answer that.

In the next chapter of Let's Go Hogwarts..... Get ready to find out who the captain will be! Can you guess?