Gryffindor's Lily
I walked down to breakfast with Hugo, there weren't a lot of people in the hall, which was not surprising- there never were that many people in the morning. But I always was one for early mornings. More people started into Great Hall while we grabbed what we wanted to eat from the plates in front of us.
When the rest of the family comes into the Hall, I get squished between James and Al.
After breakfast we all go back to the dorm to get our books and it's no surprise that Al is leaning against a chair waiting for me.
"Ready?"
"Yep."
"What do you have first?"
"Potions, but Hugo and I can find our way there." I said quickly, eager to get away. I grabbed Hugo, who had just arrived down the stairs and pull him out of the common room. The halls are full of students as we walked to Potions.
To my surprise, we were the first to arrive and we sat at the table closest to Professor Slughorn's desk. I sat my cauldron and books down on a bench and spoke with Hugo for a bit.
The Potions class was more of an introduction to Potions, so I mostly zoned out.
Our next lesson is flying, which everyone was excited for.
"UP!" My broom jumps into my hands immediately while Hugo's takes a little longer. Once everyone has a broom in their hand Professor Wood paced around us.
"Now I want you to mount your broom and grip it tight. Don't slide off the end." Mounting my broom is almost like second nature. "I want you to push off, hover and then come back down.
"Three, two, one." His whistle blows and I give a light push so that I'm hovering in a way that my feet are just off the ground. The rest of the lesson consists of the other students falling off their brooms and not being able to get into the air. Though, Hugo and I make talk about quidditch and the Hollyhead Harpers which is our favourite team.
"Miss Potter." I turn to Professor Wood. "Could you please stay behind?" I nod and look at the ground.
When everyone has left, Wood comes over and stands in front of me.
"You're good on a broom. What do you say about trying out for the Gryffindor team." It was more of a statement than a question. I looked up at him and he smiles down at me.
"Really?" I asked, hopefully.
"Yeah. I was Quidditch captain when your dad started playing quidditch and you can do a lot on a broom, maybe even more." I smiled. "You had better get to your next class." Running back into the castle, I sit next to Hugo and the smile on my face doesn't leave for the rest of the day.
Two days after the quidditch lesson, the Gryffindor's team tryouts are held. I had told Hugo that I was doing it, but of course no one else knew.
Changing into some quidditch robes that are piled in the corner, they are a little big for me, but fit well enough. Other people are in the change rooms as well but seem to take little notice of me.
Walking onto the quidditch pitch I'm one of the last to line up. Professor Wood, told me that only a few spots opened up this year including seeker, which would mean that both James and Al were keeping their positions as Chasers.
When they saw me, exchanging glances at each other as I waved at them. After James talks to the captain, he walks over to me.
"What are you doing Lily?"
"What does it look like James? I'm trying out for the team."
"First years aren't…"
"Allowed? Because Professor Wood told me to try out, he even got a note for me." Rummaging through the pockets of my robes, I find it. Handing it to him he read it.
"Fine. Just be careful."
"Always am." Walking back to stand into the line, James hands my note to the captain who reads it.
"Okay divide into whatever position you want. Beaters with James and Rose. Keepers with Al and Seekers with me." Walking over to the captain, I found that three other people were trying out for seeker. One in third year, one in fourth and another in third year.
Being the youngest, my tryout was last. Dodging the bludgers wasn't that hard but somehow I knew that the ones hit by Al were softer than the way he would usually hit them. It was as if he didn't want to break me.
It didn't take long before I had the snitch grasped in between my fingers. The captain seemed astonished at how well I did and I dropped the snitch into his palm.
When all the tryouts finished we all lined up again.
"Our new beaters are Justin and Will." I knew that Justin was one of Al's friends, but the captain would only choose him if he was good. "Keeper is Fred and seeker is… Lily." My face lights up and I almost started jumping up and down on the spot but I barely stopped myself.
When the others who weren't chosen are off the field I run to James and Al, almost squishing them together with my hug.
"Congratulations Lils."
"Thanks Al." After breaking the hug, I see the rest of the team is waiting for us. I heard the captain muttering under his breath.
"Three Potters. What am I going to do?" I chuckle at this and know he must have had the same problem last year when Al tried out and there were two Potters. But now there were three.
"Okay team. For those who don't know, I'm Chris Hicks. Training times will be posted on the notice board and don't be late." And then we all started to walk back to the change rooms to get changed.
Somehow everyone in the school found out that I was the new Gryffindor seeker. Whenever I walked past people, it always came up. The other teams looked at me in disgust… well, only Slytherin team who seemed to hate the Potter name, hate Gryffindors and hate losing.
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