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Brownie points for who can remember where Troy is from, and no, not HSM, from Harry Potter.
Let's use our common sense here people, if I was J.K. Rowling, why would I be sitting on my computer writing, when I could be out blowing my billions? Siriusly…
So, no, I am not J.K. Rowling.
The next week was a buzz about who was going to get what parts in the play. The girls all felt like it was their birth right to play a lead, and the boys couldn't care less.
Saturday morning found James practicing with his team, about fifty feet above the ground. He was training his new chaser, after his first one had been sent to the hospital, thanks to some Slytherins.
"Great job Troy, just remember to go to the-ow! What the-?" James ducked a second bludger coming straight at him. He looked around frantically for who had thrown them at him. He soon spotted a hysterical Sirius, who looked unsure whether to laugh at his friend or scream out the news he was obviously exploding with.
James descended on his friend, who stooped waving his arms around once he realized James had seen him.
"The bloody hell, Sirius, what was that for?" James said to his excited friend as he strategically placed his broom over his right shoulder to exaggerate the look of coming from practice.
"You will never guess what was just posted on the common room board." Sirius said, sounding much like a silly girl, eager to share the day's newest gossip.
"I don't know, the official list of member for the Sirisu Black Fan Club?" James said, already tired and annoyed about being disturbed from his training. It didn't matter if it was hard work that made his muscles ache for days, Quidditch was just something that made him feel safe in this time of war. He was now seriously pissed at Sirius for taking him away from his trainee.
"That was last weeks good news, mate, geez your slow." Sirius said, now sounding as annoyed with his best friend, as James was with him.
"Fine, whatever it is, I'm sure it can wait until I'm done training Troy-"
"No! It can't wait. Mate, the cast list is up!"
"Great, I'll be in in a minute…" James replied, not seeing the rush.
"No, not in a minute, you're coming now." And with that Sirius proceeded to drag James inside Hogwarts, up three flights of stairs and inside the Gryffindor common room.
Around the bulletin was a group of people, all dyeing to find their names on the list.
"Right, now MOVE! Sirius Black and James Potter COMING THROUGH!" Sirius, still dragging James, elbowed his way through the crowd, and pushed himself and James right in front of the list. When people saw their choices were either to try to push Sirius out of the way and get blown fifty feet, or find their name later, they left.
"Now that the crowds gone, lets see who got the good parts." They both scanned down the names for the ones they recognized.
"K, well, Lily's Elphaba, wow, must have a good voice." Sirius muttered as he read her name, "Who else do we know? Hey, look, Moony signed up! And he's the Doc. Didn't see him at the auditions. James? You ok, mate?" Sirius saw James staring directly at the same spot. "What is it?" Sirius followed his friends gaze and found what he was looking at.
"YOU'RE A LEAD!!!"
