Parts of a whole
by shana
chapter 9.
POV: James, Sarah, Lily
Quidditch Tryouts—the highlight of every single guy (and girl jock) in Hogwarts' thoughts except Peter and Remus. [a|n finally! some actual quidditch!] Although, I'm sure it was hammered into their brains for the last two years at this time since Sirius and I were talking about it and practicing so much. And everyone else who's ever around us is bound to have learned what a Buldger is.
Sirius and I both had tried out last year, but had ended up joining the team as reserves. And no one ever got hurt on the Gryffindor team. The worst part? I think last year was the Year of the Non-Quidditchers. There was record LOW attendence at the regular season games. Hopefully, this year there'll be a lot more people showing up. Hopefully.
Why am I going on about Quidditch tryouts? Because they're going on right now—Sirius and I have to try out again because we were just reserves last year. And there are so many people watching just the tryouts that they broke the record for the HIGHEST turnout last year. The highest!
There are some weird people trying out—like Lily's best friend Andi, the one who used to like me. (I'm pretty sure it's 'used to'. She has spent an awful lot of time with Lily.) She is really good at flying; I found that out last summer in my own backyard, so I guess I should have anticipated her trying out. I guess Dan and Jul taught her a lot—and I think I heard Jul saying something to her friend on the phone about her brother, "the best Quidditch player in the whole damn school is teaching this girl how to play it", which I have to believe she wasn't saying sarcastically. And Jul is pretty good herself; I think she's on a team, too.
Almost everyone from Ravenclaw is trying out, for some reason. Only a few are even half-decent—and most of those few are the three who were with Lily and Andi at the library last Christmas: Stefan, Rick, and that wretched Jeff. Why wretched? Because he made a fool out of me last year on the Quidditch field, in front of the forty or so people who were actually there. He cursed my broom on the one chance I had to actually play, and the other Chaser-reserve was put in—Sarah Andreski. She's pretty good at flying; I think an older brother of her's taught her how to play. She's trying out again this year, and I hope both of us make it. Well, you know why: otherwise there wouldn't be any decent Chasers on the team.
"Sarah Andreski, Robbie Krypes, James Potter!" The captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team—Greg Bonvoije (pronounced baun-voy, like envoy; it's obviously not an English name) yelled for the first three people who had signed up to try out for Chaser. I told my broom to 'Get UP!' and went over to him. Sarah flashed me a grin and turned to Greg, who was explaining what we had to do. It seemed simple enough, but as I landed after doing the pattern in the air I thought of Sarah's grin.
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The tryouts seemed really simple compared to last year, but that's probably because we've had so much practice with the regular team. Only three spots were open on the team: two Chasers and Keeper. The other Chaser, Seeker, and the Beaters hadn't graduated yet—and Greg Bonvoije, the captain, is one of the Beaters. Others say he's kind of cute, but that's besides the point.
James and I seemed to have the two Chaser positions in hand. I don't think the other people had much a chance. Besides, Billy had taught me some moves over the summer—and he plays for England, alongside Sirius Black's father, who's kinda older than Billy and rumored to retire this year. I think even James was impressed with some of the stuff I did, and I guess that's okay. If we're going to be teammates, we'll probably learn from each other anyway.
Right now, I'm in the common room waiting for Greg to come announce the new team members. James and his friends were sitting on the couch behind me, talking either about Quidditch or how to 'get' his archenemy—second year Lily Evans. My friend Jessica Bartten and I were sitting on the floor, with cushions, talking to Josh Patrick, the other Chaser, and Hardy Brown, the Gryffindor Seeker. Jessica seemed taken to Josh, but personally, I thought Hardy looked better. Even if his first name was the last name of the Hardy Boys from the mystery books. Those are so cool!
"Attention! I have the new team members. But I don't really like them, so I'm just gonna throw the list in the fire." Greg threw the sheet parchment into the fire. My breath caught in my throat when he suddenly grinned. "I'm just kidding! This is the real list. Let's see, the Chasers are NOT James Potter and Sarah Andreski, and the Keeper just might be Sirius Black. I think Andi Miszweski and Charlie Triponn are the new reserves." Understanding Greg's humor, I jumped up and pulled Jessica with me.
"I made it! I made it! I made it!" We danced around in a circle, and everyone around me got hugs, including Josh and Hardy who congratulated me on being the first girl on the team for two years. But then, James stood up and I, in the middle of a hugging frenzy, turned to hug him too. Pulling away, I accidentally kissed his cheek. Turning carnation-pink (I don't blush easily), I pulled all the way away quickly.
"So, Sarah," he said, pretending not to have noticed the kiss, "we're teammates. You want to join me and the rest of the team in a butterbeer the next time we go to Hogsmeade? You and Patrick too, Hardy." Was he asking this because I kissed him, or was he asking this because this was his intent in the first place?
"Sure, I guess. Uh, Jess, you wanted to show me those photographs?" I improvised, and I think the others bought it.
"Pho?—Sure! Come on." I dragged her up to our dorm room. The first thing she said as soon as I closed the door was, "Sarah, you are soooo lucky!" Okay, I guess. Right now I have to agree. Today was one of the better days of my life so far.
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The Quidditch tryouts two weeks ago weren't as boring as I thought they would be. Andi actually made the team—as a reserve, but the team none the less. It was fun, watching people fly around trying to mimic patterns they were supposed to do and watching their brooms backfire on them. Funny!
Luckily, Andi did everything perfectly; she was trying out for reserve after all. Unluckily, James did everything perfectly, too. The good thing that came out of it all was that Sarah Andreski became Chaser and the first girl on the team in two years. Even if she did kiss James during her hugging-freak episode. Ugh, I would have killed myself if I was her. Thank everything I'm not.
I'm not really into the Quidditch scene, so I decided not to try out. I'll still go to games—Andi would kill ME if I didn't. But during their practices and stuff, that's the perfect time for me to curse James's things or send owls to Mum. Hmmm, time to search for a broom-cursing book. Maybe Andi has one.
"Hey Andi, can I see your Herbology notes? I forgot what color those peas are: blue or purple..." I looked up from my Herbology essay (Redsnap Peas: the Good or the Bad?) and saw that the room was empty except for me. "Fine, let's see if you're in the common room." The common room was empty, but there were a lot of first and second years and a few fifth years.
"Hogsmeade!" I cursed under my breath. Dumbledore had given Andi permission to go with Greg and buy a broom for Quidditch, seeing as she doesn't have one and she doesn't want to use a school broom—those have a rep to be stubborn. Well, I've overheard enough of James's conversations to know that there's a secret passageway somewhere on the third floor (hey, I need to know when he's not in!). Checking my pocket to make sure I had my wand, I set out to find it.
"Let's see," I thought aloud, "I know it's an ugly statue, and I know the password's Dissendum—but where is it?" I didn't waste my time and try every statue, just looked for a description that seemed familiar. "Ah! Ms. Ugly Hag, is it you?" I remembered hearing about the one-eye and the hump. I tested it...lo and behold, the hump flipped open as if it were on hinges.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps and voices. "I think there's a classroom down this hallway that's empty." "Whatever. Just find one."
The second voice sounded familar—Alexia? No. Well, maybe. Quick! I told myself, tossing my wand in the hole and stepping in myself, pulling the hump shut.
"Here we go. Alohamora!" "C'mon, Hardy." I heard smooching and the door closed. Guess some people really will do anything.
I turned around and picked up my wand. "Lumos." Now I could see. I took a step forward and felt the floor drop underneath me.
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[a|n] what should happen? want more bout lexi,hardy,sarah,james,lily,or andi? tell me when u review. CyaL8R—shana
by shana
chapter 9.
POV: James, Sarah, Lily
Quidditch Tryouts—the highlight of every single guy (and girl jock) in Hogwarts' thoughts except Peter and Remus. [a|n finally! some actual quidditch!] Although, I'm sure it was hammered into their brains for the last two years at this time since Sirius and I were talking about it and practicing so much. And everyone else who's ever around us is bound to have learned what a Buldger is.
Sirius and I both had tried out last year, but had ended up joining the team as reserves. And no one ever got hurt on the Gryffindor team. The worst part? I think last year was the Year of the Non-Quidditchers. There was record LOW attendence at the regular season games. Hopefully, this year there'll be a lot more people showing up. Hopefully.
Why am I going on about Quidditch tryouts? Because they're going on right now—Sirius and I have to try out again because we were just reserves last year. And there are so many people watching just the tryouts that they broke the record for the HIGHEST turnout last year. The highest!
There are some weird people trying out—like Lily's best friend Andi, the one who used to like me. (I'm pretty sure it's 'used to'. She has spent an awful lot of time with Lily.) She is really good at flying; I found that out last summer in my own backyard, so I guess I should have anticipated her trying out. I guess Dan and Jul taught her a lot—and I think I heard Jul saying something to her friend on the phone about her brother, "the best Quidditch player in the whole damn school is teaching this girl how to play it", which I have to believe she wasn't saying sarcastically. And Jul is pretty good herself; I think she's on a team, too.
Almost everyone from Ravenclaw is trying out, for some reason. Only a few are even half-decent—and most of those few are the three who were with Lily and Andi at the library last Christmas: Stefan, Rick, and that wretched Jeff. Why wretched? Because he made a fool out of me last year on the Quidditch field, in front of the forty or so people who were actually there. He cursed my broom on the one chance I had to actually play, and the other Chaser-reserve was put in—Sarah Andreski. She's pretty good at flying; I think an older brother of her's taught her how to play. She's trying out again this year, and I hope both of us make it. Well, you know why: otherwise there wouldn't be any decent Chasers on the team.
"Sarah Andreski, Robbie Krypes, James Potter!" The captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team—Greg Bonvoije (pronounced baun-voy, like envoy; it's obviously not an English name) yelled for the first three people who had signed up to try out for Chaser. I told my broom to 'Get UP!' and went over to him. Sarah flashed me a grin and turned to Greg, who was explaining what we had to do. It seemed simple enough, but as I landed after doing the pattern in the air I thought of Sarah's grin.
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The tryouts seemed really simple compared to last year, but that's probably because we've had so much practice with the regular team. Only three spots were open on the team: two Chasers and Keeper. The other Chaser, Seeker, and the Beaters hadn't graduated yet—and Greg Bonvoije, the captain, is one of the Beaters. Others say he's kind of cute, but that's besides the point.
James and I seemed to have the two Chaser positions in hand. I don't think the other people had much a chance. Besides, Billy had taught me some moves over the summer—and he plays for England, alongside Sirius Black's father, who's kinda older than Billy and rumored to retire this year. I think even James was impressed with some of the stuff I did, and I guess that's okay. If we're going to be teammates, we'll probably learn from each other anyway.
Right now, I'm in the common room waiting for Greg to come announce the new team members. James and his friends were sitting on the couch behind me, talking either about Quidditch or how to 'get' his archenemy—second year Lily Evans. My friend Jessica Bartten and I were sitting on the floor, with cushions, talking to Josh Patrick, the other Chaser, and Hardy Brown, the Gryffindor Seeker. Jessica seemed taken to Josh, but personally, I thought Hardy looked better. Even if his first name was the last name of the Hardy Boys from the mystery books. Those are so cool!
"Attention! I have the new team members. But I don't really like them, so I'm just gonna throw the list in the fire." Greg threw the sheet parchment into the fire. My breath caught in my throat when he suddenly grinned. "I'm just kidding! This is the real list. Let's see, the Chasers are NOT James Potter and Sarah Andreski, and the Keeper just might be Sirius Black. I think Andi Miszweski and Charlie Triponn are the new reserves." Understanding Greg's humor, I jumped up and pulled Jessica with me.
"I made it! I made it! I made it!" We danced around in a circle, and everyone around me got hugs, including Josh and Hardy who congratulated me on being the first girl on the team for two years. But then, James stood up and I, in the middle of a hugging frenzy, turned to hug him too. Pulling away, I accidentally kissed his cheek. Turning carnation-pink (I don't blush easily), I pulled all the way away quickly.
"So, Sarah," he said, pretending not to have noticed the kiss, "we're teammates. You want to join me and the rest of the team in a butterbeer the next time we go to Hogsmeade? You and Patrick too, Hardy." Was he asking this because I kissed him, or was he asking this because this was his intent in the first place?
"Sure, I guess. Uh, Jess, you wanted to show me those photographs?" I improvised, and I think the others bought it.
"Pho?—Sure! Come on." I dragged her up to our dorm room. The first thing she said as soon as I closed the door was, "Sarah, you are soooo lucky!" Okay, I guess. Right now I have to agree. Today was one of the better days of my life so far.
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The Quidditch tryouts two weeks ago weren't as boring as I thought they would be. Andi actually made the team—as a reserve, but the team none the less. It was fun, watching people fly around trying to mimic patterns they were supposed to do and watching their brooms backfire on them. Funny!
Luckily, Andi did everything perfectly; she was trying out for reserve after all. Unluckily, James did everything perfectly, too. The good thing that came out of it all was that Sarah Andreski became Chaser and the first girl on the team in two years. Even if she did kiss James during her hugging-freak episode. Ugh, I would have killed myself if I was her. Thank everything I'm not.
I'm not really into the Quidditch scene, so I decided not to try out. I'll still go to games—Andi would kill ME if I didn't. But during their practices and stuff, that's the perfect time for me to curse James's things or send owls to Mum. Hmmm, time to search for a broom-cursing book. Maybe Andi has one.
"Hey Andi, can I see your Herbology notes? I forgot what color those peas are: blue or purple..." I looked up from my Herbology essay (Redsnap Peas: the Good or the Bad?) and saw that the room was empty except for me. "Fine, let's see if you're in the common room." The common room was empty, but there were a lot of first and second years and a few fifth years.
"Hogsmeade!" I cursed under my breath. Dumbledore had given Andi permission to go with Greg and buy a broom for Quidditch, seeing as she doesn't have one and she doesn't want to use a school broom—those have a rep to be stubborn. Well, I've overheard enough of James's conversations to know that there's a secret passageway somewhere on the third floor (hey, I need to know when he's not in!). Checking my pocket to make sure I had my wand, I set out to find it.
"Let's see," I thought aloud, "I know it's an ugly statue, and I know the password's Dissendum—but where is it?" I didn't waste my time and try every statue, just looked for a description that seemed familiar. "Ah! Ms. Ugly Hag, is it you?" I remembered hearing about the one-eye and the hump. I tested it...lo and behold, the hump flipped open as if it were on hinges.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps and voices. "I think there's a classroom down this hallway that's empty." "Whatever. Just find one."
The second voice sounded familar—Alexia? No. Well, maybe. Quick! I told myself, tossing my wand in the hole and stepping in myself, pulling the hump shut.
"Here we go. Alohamora!" "C'mon, Hardy." I heard smooching and the door closed. Guess some people really will do anything.
I turned around and picked up my wand. "Lumos." Now I could see. I took a step forward and felt the floor drop underneath me.
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[a|n] what should happen? want more bout lexi,hardy,sarah,james,lily,or andi? tell me when u review. CyaL8R—shana