I just put up two pictures of Mira. I'm going to be skipping ahead in the story a little bit because honestly, "Sorcerer's Stone isn't my favorite book in the world. I'm just going to be over viewing what happened between where I left last time and the first Quidditch game. The last chapter wasn't so great, I wrote it when I was studying for a final and wasn't giving it my full concentration. I'll try to do better this time. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or anything to do with the books or movies; they belong to JK Rowling and the filmmakers. I only own the OC.

Chapter Three: School Life and Quidditch

Life at Hogwarts passed quickly for Mira. She was enjoying her classes so far; she was even enjoying Potions, with the horrible Professor Snape who seemed to have made it his life's greatest ambition to make his student's miserable. She was especially enjoying Transfiguration with Professor McGonagall, who was teaching them how to change things from one form to another. The only class that Mira and her classmates all collectively hated was History of Magic, but it did give them a chance to catch up on their sleep.

The only person who seemed to enjoy History of Magic, or at least stay awake during Professor Binn's lectures, was Hermione. Hermione actually turned out to be an okay girl, as Mira had discovered pretty soon after the start of term. The two girls would stay up late talking or working on homework, and had quickly started becoming friends. Harry and Ron, however, were less quick to warm up to Hermione. Ron especially found it difficult to get past Hermione's more than slightly overbearing intellectual abilities and personality. Fuel got added to the fire one night when the four had accidently gone to the forbidden corridor and discovered a giant three-headed dog was hidden behind a locked door. After almost getting killed by the dog and caught by Filch, Hermione was livid with the two boys for getting them in trouble in the first place and refused to speak to them for nearly a whole week. Mira felt horrible and felt as if she was caught in between her three friends.

This all changed on Halloween. Ron had made Hermione cry after Charms class one day because he was miffed that she had shown him up with a well performed spell. He said that she didn't have any real friends because she was too smart and Mira was probably only pretending to be friends with her to be nice. Hermione had overheard this comment and rushed off crying. She had hid in the bathroom, refusing to come out to go to the feast. Mira left the feast early to check on her and tried to convince her that Ron didn't mean what he said, he had just been upset and jealous that Hermione had performed the spell better than he had. Finally, Hermione seemed to be feeling better and the two girls were about to leave the bathroom when somehow a giant troll appeared in front of them. Almost immediately, Harry and Ron hurried into the bathroom and the four students were able to knock out the troll. This second near death experience seemed to bond them together, and now the four of them were near inseparable.

Mira had been so excited when Harry joined the Quidditch team as the team Seeker. She had always been a major Quidditch fan and had gone to several professional games with her aunt, uncle, and cousin. She was a little bit jealous that Harry got to be on the team, but she hoped that next year she would be able to try out. Just a few weeks into the school year, the first game of the season was upon them. On the morning of the game, the four friends were sitting in the Great Hall for breakfast. Mira and Hermione were sitting across the table from Ron and Harry, but the only one who wasn't eating was Harry.

Harry was just sitting there, looking at his plate. "Come on, Harry, you need to eat something," said Mira, trying to convince him to get something on his stomach. Harry just shook his head, as if he were afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would be sick. "Harry, you're going to need your strength today. Won't you please eat something?" Hermione begged, trying to help Mira in her quest. Harry still wouldn't eat, and his friends decided that it would be best to not push him. A few hours later, Mira, Hermione, and Ron were making their way down to the Quidditch pitch with the rest of the school to watch Gryffindor play against Slytherin.

The three friends got settled in the stands and were soon joined by Hagrid, who was just as excited as they were to watch Harry play. "How are you lot doing? Are you ready for the first game of the season?" asked Hagrid with a big smile on his face. "Absolutely!" Ron exclaimed, "We've been looking forward to it since the beginning of the year!" Just a few minutes later, both teams came flying into the stadium on their brooms. The crowd erupted into cheers as the teams flew circled the stadium to warm up. Just a few minutes into the game, Harry's broom began bucking in the air. Mira felt a stab of fear; the broom seemed as if it was trying to throw him off.

"What in the world is happening to Harry's broomstick?" Hagrid asked as he gazed up at Harry anxiously. "I don't know," said Mira, "It looks like it might be jinxed." By this point, everyone was looking up at the sky and pointing at Harry in shock and surprise. No one knew exactly what was happening to him, and they were afraid that something horrible was happening to him. Hermione, who had been watching the game through a pair of binoculars, exclaimed, "Look over there! Look what Snape's doing on the other side of the stadium!" She passed her binoculars over to Mira, who looked directly across the stadium to see Professor Snape looking up at the sky just like everyone else. Unlike everyone else, however, he seemed to be muttering something under his breath.

Mira quickly passed the binoculars to Ron and looked back up at Harry. The bucking seemed to be getting worse, and Harry looked as if he was about to lose his grip. "What do you think Snape's doing?" Ron asked as he gazed across the Quidditch pitch. "He's jinxing the broom!" exclaimed Hermione, and she turned to run out of the stands. Harry's broom finally succeeded in unseating him, leaving him hanging him by just his hands. Everyone let out a collective gasp, worried for his safety. "Oh, where is Hermione?" Mira moaned as she took the binoculars back from Ron and gazed back over to Snape. She saw a figure moving underneath the seats and saw that it was Hermione. Mira watched as Hermione quickly made her way over to Snape and whipped out her wand. Mira saw her friend's mouth move and a jet of blue flames shot out of her wand towards the hem of the professor's robes, catching them on fire.

Snape realized moments later that his robes were ablaze and started stomping on them, knocking into several other spectators as he did this. While this was happening, Harry's broom suddenly stopped bucking. Harry was able to pull himself back onto his broom and started flying again. The crowd started cheering with delight, happy that Harry was safe from harm. Mira, Ron, and Hagrid all sighed with relief, and they were soon rejoined by Hermione. "Well done, Hermione," Ron said, "that was bloody brilliant!"

Mira gazed back up at Harry, who was stationary in the air as he searched for the Snitch. After only a few moments, he started into a dive straight to the ground. He was almost instantly joined by the Slytherin Seeker, and the crowd started getting excited at the aspect of the game being won. If either boy caught the Snitch, it would guarantee a win for his respective team. The Slytherin Seeker pulled out of his dive, as if afraid that he would hit the ground. Harry pulled out of his dive just before he hit the ground and reached out his hand towards the Snitch, just about to catch it.

Suddenly the tip of his broom caught on the ground and it sent Harry flying. He tumbled on the ground and when he came to a stop, he clutched his stomach as if he would be sick. Coughing a few times, Harry held one of his hands in front of his mouth as something came flying out. It was the Snitch; Harry had caught the Snitch in his very first Quidditch game! The crowd burst into applause and cheers as Harry's team surrounded him to congratulate him. Mira, Ron, and Hermione were jumping up and down, thrilled that their friend had not only survived a cursed broomstick, but had won their team the first game of the season.

That night, the four friends were gathered in the common room, discussing what had happened that day. After his friends had filled him in on what had happened with Snape, Harry was just as convinced as they were that Snape had been trying to throw him off of his broom. "But why would Snape try and kill you?" questioned Mira. While she believed that Snape had tried to kill Harry, the motive behind it was still bothering her. "Does he even need a reason? Snape hates everyone, especially Harry. He has it out for him," Ron said as he lay down on the couch in the Common Room. The other three nodded in agreement, it made sense. Snape did seem to have a unique hatred for Harry. Later on, as Mira was lying down in bed, she couldn't help but feel as if she and the others didn't have the whole story. She drifted off to sleep feeling a sense of dread about the days to come.