Harry was in Defense Against the Dark Arts class listening to Draco and his gang whisper things about professor Lupin. They were the only ones who had something bad to say about him though. Defense Against the Dark Arts had quickly become everyones favorite class. Harry could just hear Draco whisper, " Look at his robes, they look like he put together pieces of cloth and threw up on them!" Harry despised just the thought of someone who could be so cold hearted like that. Luckily no one had a care about what professors robes looked like. All they cared about was the interesting lesson he was teaching. Last lesson was on Red Caps, goblin like creatures that hovered around an area were blood had been shed. Now they were studying kappas, water-dwellers that looked like creepy, scaly, webbed footed, mini humans. They wouldn't take a moment to think of better ways to strangle unwanted creatures in their waters.
In Care of Magical Creatures class all they did now was search and take care of Flobberworms. " Why would anyone bother looking after them?" said Ron. After putting shredded lettuce down ones slimy throat. But Harry wasn't listening then. He instead was thinking about, something so exciting he couldn't believe he had gone through most of his life living without it. Quidditch season was coming! In all there were seven total people on his team: two beaters, three chasers, a seeker, and a keeper. Oliver Wood was the head of the team, he was also in his final year of Hogwarts. " This is our last chance- my last chance - to win the cup," he said." Ill be leaving at the end of this year. Ill never get another shot at it! Gryffindor hasn't won for seven years now. Okay, so we've had the worst luck in the world- injuries - then the tournament getting called off last year. But we also know we've got the best - ruddy - team - in - the - school. We've got three superb chasers, we've got two unbeatable beaters, and we have a seeker who hasn't lost us a match once, and me." He said. " We think your good too Oliver!" said George. " Spanking good keeper!" said Fred. " The point is, we should of had those other two years. I thought we had it in the bag! But now that thing has our name on it, the one thing..." Oliver was interrupted. " Oliver, this year is our year." Fred said. " Well do it Oliver!" said Angelina. " Definitely," said Harry. With determined filled body's, they started training. They trained three evenings a week, but the weather was getting colder by the minute. The weather didn't improve because then it started getting wet also. But the team didn't care, all they cared about was winning the big shiny silver cup.