Lalala, okay, well chapter. Not much to say, nothing exciting has happened in my life that is worth telling you… I'm just pissed off at a certain person, have been for a while, but other than that I am extremely happy! Oh, and happy day after Valentines day! I give you all virtual hugs, and chocolates!

Chapter 2: Time to feast!

As usual I got an insanely strange feeling when we entered the grounds to Hogwarts. It was hard to explain, I mean this was like my second home, well third if you count Anne's house. I always felt so small, but important whenever I walked through the giant oak doors and saw the great hall.

We walked across the marble floors to the Gryffindor table. I took my seat in between Nick and Anne. Of course we couldn't start the feast yet, we had to wait until after the sorting, and McGonagall's welcome speech.

McGonagall was the headmistress she used to be the Transfigaration teacher, until Albus Dumbledore, the previous headmaster, was murdered on top of the astronomy tower. His white tomb was on the grounds. McGonagall also used to be the Gryffindor head of house, so she has always really played favorites with us. She doesn't like to admit it though. I have had to correct her many times, when she has called the Gryffindor quiditch team her team. She has always liked me, but gets annoyed with me easily. She says I'm exactly like my parents. She must have felt the same way about them.

Professor Longbottom walked in with the first years, McGonagall used to do that, but not anymore. Professor Longbottom was the Gryffindor head of house. He was friends with Harry Potter, and apparently some what of a small hero. I've heard the story of when he cut off the head of that snake many times.

The first years stopped in front of the long stool sitting in the middle of the hall. I couldn't find Jodie in the sea of scared and intimidated looking faces of the small 11 year olds.

They read off the names, and we would clap whenever someone would get put into our house. One time someone was getting put into Slytherine, and Nick whispered in my ear, booo. I had a mad laughing fit for about ten minutes. I was pretty sure it was Luke Flint's brother.

Things were not that exciting, they never were at the sorting. We had to wait for Jodie, she was one of the last, since her last name was Weasley. While I was waiting, I thought of random things. Like how Anne and Jodie are actually blood related, and I'm not.

I also thought of my first day of Hogwarts. It was intimidating, and scarry. But at least I had Nick and Anne. We had known each other before we had even gotten to Hogwarts. Actually, I met Nick at the train station.

Anne and I were standing there talking to our parents. A man walked up, and my mom started to eagerly talk to him. It was Mr. Jordan. Lee Jordan was another wonderful friend of the family. He was a single dad, his wife Lavendar had left him a month after Nick was born. My mom introduced me to Nick, Anne apparently had already known him, they had met a week before. We hit it off immediately. Both of us so alike. He didn't know anyone except us yet, so he sat with us on the train. Never left our side.

Professor Longbottom's voice woke me up from my memories. "Jodie Weasley." He said. Anne, Nick and I held our breath.

She sat on the stool, all of her previous fears that were spoken to us revealed on her face. I knew she wasn't only hoping to get into our house, but to be with her two new friends. She bit her lip like she always did when she was nervous.

The hat was placed on her head, and it seemed to be thinking. That hat creeped the heck out of me. I didn't care if we were in the magical world and it should be normal for a hat to talk. Anne kept trying to tell me that it was so important to Hogwarts, it was so old, and sacred. I just told her that I didn't care that it scared me anyway, not matter how important it was to my school.

About one minute of pure agony, the hat spoke outloud, "GRYFFINDOR!" it screamed. I let out the breath that I had been holding in.

We stood up and screamed, "Yeah Jodie! Wooooo!" She looked at us and blushed, smiling of embaressment. She sat down not too far from us. Her friends had gotten in too, so they were sitting near each other.

I bent over and gave her a thumbs up. She smiled at me and returned our little signal.

After the last kid had sat down, McGonagall got up to her little podium. She never really looked comfortable doing these speeches. She look confident yes, but not comfortable. She always looked like she didn't think she belonged. I could tell she was always sad about something. Probably that she missed Dumbledore. But I mean come one, the guy was old. Even though age had nothing to do with why he died.

"Welcome to the new students, and welcome back to the old. It's great to see all of your faces again. I hope you are all looking forward a new start of term! It will be a grand one, I am sure of it. Quidditch should be starting up in about a month, as usual, captains will place adds on the house notice board for try outs and practices, as for all of the other clubs and groups will begin at any time. Now, for what I know you have all been waiting for, the feast!" Magically food appeared on the table. Plates and table settings followed suite.

Immediatley people started grabbing for the food. I went for the rolls, then the mashed potatoes and roast beef.

"Okay." Ian, who was sitting across from me, said through a mouthful off dinner roll. "I say we start practicing right away, so to get good enough by the time the season comes along!"

"What Ian?" I asked. "I can't understand you, all I can hear is you smacking that dinner roll." He looked at me, and gave me a fake amused face. I smiled at my own joke.

He swallowed and continued. "As I was saying." He shot a glare at me. "Before I was interrupted, is we have to start practicing right away, like tomarrow!"

"Tomarrow?" We all blurted out. The whole team was surrounding us, our normal eating arrangement.

"What do you mean tomarrow?" Anne asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, tomarrow."

"Can't we have just a little time, just to relax?" I pleaded.

"You've been relaxing all summer!" He replied. I looked at him as if to say dream on.

"Do you know who I live with? Oliver freaking Wood! He wouldn't let me rest one minute! I was up at 5:00 every morning!"

"That's why I love going over to your house over the summer Maddie!" He replied. Ian loved my family, not because they were famous. No, he wasn't like that. He loved them because my dad was exactly like him. And my mom was into Quidditch too. And he got to practice with my parents.

"Yeah, sure!" I said.

"So tomarrow it is!" He smiled as the dessert popped up. I reached for the ice cream, but he gave me a warning look.

"What?" I asked.

"No sweets for any of you!" He said.

"You've got to be kidding me!" Anne whined.

"No, you may all have one cookie! And not a big cookie!" He added as my hand reached over to the giant cookies in the middle of the table.

"You are so demanding!" Collin said, as he took a normal sized chocolate chip cookie.

I glared, and shook my head at Ian as I ate my normal sized cookie, often shooting a glance over at the giant ones.

After that oh so filling cookie, we all trooped up stairs to the common room. I saw Sydney, they other chaser, sitting with her friends.

She was 2 years younger than us, and never hung out with the rest of the team. I walked over to greet her.

"Hey Maddie." She said.

"Hi. Want to hear some bad news?" I asked. Her face dropped.

"How bad?" She asked.

"Ian bad." She rolled her eyes.

"Oh god, what is it?" She asked.

"Ian is starting practice, tomarrow!"

"What?!?!?!" She asked, immediately standing up.

"Yeah, tomarrow!"

"That's ridiculous!" Sydney whined.

"Tell me about it!"

She sat back down with a sigh. "Have you tried talking him out of it?" She asked. I nodded. "Has Anne?" I nodded again. "He doesn't listen to any of the guys, he only listens to you, and occasionally Anne. Did he say if it was dawn practice?" She asked.

"Didn't say, but I would be prepared." She nodded, and I left her with her friends. Her friends never talked to me, they just stared at me in disbelief, that a fith year was talking to their friend.

Honestly I think Sydney should have been put in our year, she is much cooler than those third years.

I walked over to the rest of the team that was sitting in a little circle, I saw that Anne had gotten to sit next to Ian on the couch.

"What did Syd say?" Ian asked.

"She hates you." I replied, taking a seat on the floor next to Cory. He looked over to where Sydney was shooting him glares. Ian shrugged and continued to write in his little book.

"What's that?" I asked, reffering to the notebook.

"Plays," He replied, not looking up from the book.

"Can I see them?" I asked. He shook his head.

"Hey won't let any of us see it." Nick said.

"Why not?"

"We don't know." Anne replied.

I tried to grab the book, but Ian has good reflexes, and snatched it away.

"Come on Ian! I just want to know what kind of tourcher you're putting me through!" I complained.

"No!" He replied. I gave him my puppy dog face, the one he can't resist. Ian's face softened, and he put the book down.

"Fine," he replied. "You guys can see it. But I swear, if any of you make fun of me for it it's 10 more laps than usual!" He said, handing me the book.

I smiled evily, and opened to the page he was on. I read over the letter that he had been writing to Lori Musso, and tried as hard as I could not to laugh.

"Maddie, I mean it! Don't laugh!"

"I'm trying not to! I swear I'm trying!" I couldn't look at it anymore. I put down the book, and Anne took it, and read it over.

Her eyebrows shot up in surprise, and I could tell she was angry. So could the rest of the team. But they didn't dare say anything.

"Go ahead Anne, laugh, just like Maddie!" I sent him an apologetic face. I could tell he was actually kind of upset.

"No, I think it's sweet." He smiled at Anne. "Lori will deffinately like it." Anne said.

"Lori?" He asked.

"Well that's who it's to isn't it?" She asked.

"Oh, yeah, right." Anne sighed.

"Okay, well I'm going to go to bed. Night guys." I looked back after her, and sent her a smile. She returned it.

"Night Anne!" I said. She walked up to the girl's dormitory.

"Yeah, well I have things to do." Collin said, getting up from his place next to me.

"What do you have to do?" I asked.

"You know, stuff."

"Well that's awkward." Nick said, also getting up. Cory got up as well.

"You two are leaving too?" I asked. They nodded, and all went up to their dormitory.

I sighed, and moved myself up to the couch next to Ian.

"I'm sorry for laughing Ian." I said, giving him the puppy dog face, and resting my head on his shoulder. "I really do think it's sweet. Anne is right, Lori will really like it!" He nodded. "But what I don't get, is this line." I pointed to the specific line in the letter. "What do you mean you don't think she notices you that way. You were lip locking her earlier today."

"Well, Maddie. This isn't for Lori." He replied. And I noticed that there was not name at the top of who it was for.

"It's not? Who's it to then?" I asked.

"I can't tell you, not yet at least." I scrunched up my face in confusion.

"Okay." I said. "Well, I think I'm going to go to sleep too." I got up. He nodded, not looking me in the eye.

"Night." I said.

"Night." He replied. I was walked over to where Jodie was sitting with her friends.

"Night Jode." I gave her a hug. "Don't stay up too late."

"I won't Madds." She replied. I started to walk away.

But I hear her friend go, "You know her? She's like a 5th year!"

"She's my cousin." Jodie replied. I smiled, glad that Jodie had made some new friends, and walked up the stairs to my dormitory.

I opened the door, and saw Anne sitting on her bed, hugging her pillow.

"Hey." I said, walking over and sitting on her bed.

"He likes someone." She replied, starring at the same white spot on the wall. "And by the sounds of that letter, he really likes her!" She said. "And it's freaking Lori Musso!"

"No it's not!" I replied happily. "He just told me it wasn't her! It's someone else!" Anne's head whipped around to stare at me.

"Someone else who?" She asked.

"Wouldn't say. But, I do know, that now you have another fare shot that it's you!" She smiled.

We didn't talk the rest of the night. She just sat in her bed smiling. I went to sleep in no time.

Hope you liked it! I actually have a plot now! And I know what's going to happen and all that junk! And now I am excited! Hehe! Review!