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Chapter 6: Quidditch Tryouts.
Today is the most important day of the year.
No, I don't have my OWLs.
No, Snape isn't resigning. (Though if he was, it would be more the best day of my life than of the year, he gave me a detention for sneezing yesterday.)
Today, is the day of Quidditch try outs.
Of course I'm going to try out. I love Quidditch, and besides; we all know who the captain is!
They start in an hour, but I'm already sitting in the stands ready. I definitely don't want to be late. I'm not the only one anyway. Everyone seems to be rushing down here. Half of Gryffindor house actually, and some who look the spitting image of some Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs I've seen around. As if someone as clever as Harry would fall for that!
Then there's all the little first years, looking as if they're about to show everyone their breakfast again. They won't be any competition, only people with as much talent as Harry (ie no one) gets on the team in their first year.
The seventh years look like they have their brooms shoved up their arses, they think they're so great. Well, I'd like to see them beat me!
Ohhh! Here comes Harry!! I'll go and say hi!
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Should I?
Would that seem too clingy?
Maybe I'll just wait here.
Oh, I'm a Gryffindor for Merlin's sake. I shall be brave! I shall go striding down (in a ladylike way) and ask him how he is, and whether he perhaps wants to go for a walk afterwards.
Who am I kidding!?
I won't be able to say that without stammering so much that it makes no sense!
No, I'll just go down and say hi.
Right, I'm going.
Ohh! No I'm not! McLaggen is walking over to him! I hate that boy, he has his broom up his arse so much that I'm surprised he can walk straight. He thinks he is better than everyone.
He certainly isn't better than Harry!
Harry certainly doesn't look like he's enjoying the conversation, ohh, he's sending him to sit next to Hermione. Hermione will love that.
Harry's shouting something! He's starting the tryouts! I'll tell you all about it later, Diary.
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I got on the team.
Surprised?
Well, I have to admit I was much less confident when I wasn't writing in you, diary, and realised that I would have to be in very close proximity with Harry while trying out (which certainly didn't help my concentration.) It worked out well though. I scored seventeen goals!
Anyway, I'll give you an account of it all. First Harry divided them into groups, which was a very good idea (befitting only of someone clever like him) as the first group couldn't fly at all. It was amusing if nothing else.
The second group were just messing around and laughing the second Harry told them to do something. You can guess what hyped up, egotistical, vain little obsessive freak was in that group. Romilda Sodding Vane, as if she would ever get on the team. How can she possibly catch a quaffle or a snitch with nails that long!?
The third group just crashed, that made my day. Well, seeing Harry smile at the sight made my day.
The fourth group didn't have broomsticks, why on earth would you turn up for Quidditch try outs without a broom!?
The fifth were Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws, Harry sussed it straight away. As if he would fall for that! He got so angry and shouted at them. He's so sexy when he's angry.
I could continue listing the dreadful contenders and their ailments and flaws but quite frankly, after group five, it just got irritating. So let's just say, about half of the pitch were completely unsuitable.
Cutting a long story short; I was a chaser along with Katie and a new member called Demelza who seemed a nice enough person. Harry also got two new beaters called Jimmy Peakes and Ritchie Coote who were rather good.
A lot of people argued with Harry about that, he looked so fit when he threatened to hex them.
The goal keeping try-outs were the best though. Mainly because they were all rubbish apart from McLaggen and Ron so it was pretty head to head. McLaggen did really well before…
Should I say?
What if this diary gets into the wrong hands?
Maybe if I write it very messily then they won't be able to read it anyway!
Hermione confunded McLaggen so he missed the last goal!
And she's always having a go at Harry for breaking rules! I know she's got it bad for Ron though, they just have to both realise it.
Ron then saved all of them, so that was a bit of a relief. I don't think I could have put up with McLaggen all year.
Thank Merlin for Hermione Granger.
So that's Quidditch tryouts over! I now have an official reason to see Harry a lot! Maybe we'll have to discuss tactics sometime!
Talking about tactics, I really need to devise a plan about who to ask out to make Harry jealous…
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Author's note: So, if you could be on a Quidditch team, which house would you play for?