Chapter 14 is done and up! Yay me! Warning, I didn't feel like editing this over, so if you find errors, sorry. I'll edit it tomorrow during science and fix anything when I get back on.
And I didn't realize this next chapter clears quite a few things up... chapter 15 is well on it's way, but the chapters are getting longer!
Yes, Pomela Anderson. That comes from an on going joke my brother has, and won't let go. I needed names, and that popped into my head.
And Gin, read my reply to your message in BTD... I answered your questions there!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters. I do own however, the families of the Marauders, some of the teachers, and Kimball Zenobia (who comes in later) Also, my fellow RPGer Morgan owns Xanthe Shannon, and is allowing me to use her in this story (and up-coming ones of this series) and some other characters like Deveral, and umm... others ya.
This story is based on an RPG called Before the Downfall (http://clubs.yahoo.com/clubs/beforethedownfall)
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Chapter 14 - Quidditch, Council and Dueling
Sirus walked out to the Quidditch field later that afternoon. He'd walked around the lake and thought about stuff. He couldn't even explain what he thought of. Madame Hoche was standing on the pitch, talking to James and 3 other students. The captains of this year.
All around were younger students, most looking nervous. In the air was some of the older students, which were on the teams last year. Sirus mounted his new broom, and flew up to Julia Bell, the 7th year Chaser on his team. She smiled at him, and then saw his broom. He flashed by her. Other students were staring.
Madame Hoche blew her whistle and the students crowded around her. Sirus lingered in the air for effect. "Black, down here now!" she yelled. Sirus glided smoothly down in front of her. "Black, is that a..." she trailed off. She knew what it was. Sirus just smiled.
Madame Hoche shook her head. "Yes, okay. Welcome to the Quidditch tryouts. These are your captains this year, James Potter, Gryffindor, Katie Green, Ravenclaw, Amos Diggory, Hufflepuff, and Lucius Malfoy, Slytherin. They will make the final decision on the team." she paused. "You will go into your respective house, and the captains will assign a set of drills, depending on the position you wish to play. Please remember, most of these positions are filled, but backups are available, and it also depends on your skill. Players from before are required to run through the drills as well." she smiled. "Let's get to it."
James lead the Gryffindor's to the north end of the pitch. There were 4 new chasers, 1 seeker, 2 keepers and 3 beaters. A large group trying out. Plus 2 chasers from before, Sirus the seeker, 2 beaters and 1 keeper. The only 'open' position was a chaser. James set them up doing drills.
2 of the chasers left crying, they couldn't fly at all, and one of the beaters lost control and was knocked unconscious. The two keepers were good flyers, but neither could really catch, though one was getting better. The one beater had terrible aim, and the other couldn't hold onto the bat. The other 2 chasers were doing really well. They had good aim, and coordination. James was impressed with them.
Now, the seeker was a different matter. She was quick on the broom because of her light weight. She had quick eyes, and caught all the golf balls Sirus threw at her. James stopped watching the others and focused on her. Sirus whipped a ball left 20 yards, and she was there to get it. Back and forth she went, rarely missing.
James stopped his practice. He whispered in Sirus's ear, "She's good, I want you 2 one on one." Sirus nodded and mounted his broom. He kicked off and soon was the same level as the girl.
"I'm Sirus Black, current Seeker." he said with a dashing smile.
"Rianna Grey." the girl said with a slight nod, "Hopeful Seeker."
"That's what we're here for. James wants us one on one." he smiled. "You're good, but are you good enough?"
James started throwing golf balls. They couldn't use the snitch quite yet because of other tryouts, so they made do. Sirus grabbed the first 5 before Rianna could move. She glared at him, then moved in to steal one. Back and forth they went, dodging each other and grabbing the balls. The other tryout's paused and watched them. Madame Hoche gazed at the Nimbus as it flew ahead of the Cleansweep Rianna flew.
Finally she blew her whistle. "That's good for today." she called. Sirus landed breathing heavily. Despite popular belief, it was exhausting flying. Rianna landed beside him.
"Good work Sirus." she said smiling.
"You aren't too bad yourself." he replied.
James called the Gryffindor's together, or what was left of them. "Good work today." he said. "I haven't made any final decisions, but we are going to have a great team this year!" they cheered. "Now, I've booked the pitch from 9 - 11 tomorrow, and I'll see you all then." the group departed. James pulled Sirus aside. "Si, she's good, you know that."
Sirus nodded. "But I could beat her no competition."
James smiled. "I knew it Padfoot. But be ready tomorrow, you beat her out today, do the same tomorrow, or you'll loss your precious spot."
Sirus cuffed him in the arm. "You'd never take my spot Prongs." he snarled jokingly.
James shook his head. "Common, let's head up." They walked together towards the castle.
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The next day's tryout was almost the same. James set the Chasers, Beaters and Keepers to practice. Then he turned his attention on his 2 seekers. "Okay, I've got something I want you to try." he started. James reached his hand into his pocket and removed two snitches. But they weren't normal, one was red and the other blue.
"Sirus, you're going to go after the blue one, Rianna, the red one. These have a timer built in, and each time you catch them, it records how long it took. You will wait at least one minute, and of course there is no way to cheat. They can't leave the pitch, and the time only counts for you." he handed them the snitches. "Now, let go." they released the snitches which took off.
Sirus mounted his broom. Glancing at his watch for the minute mark, he watched for the snitch. He saw it hovering at James's ankle. He took a drive when his watch said one, and almost knocked James over. But he caught it.
For the next hour they did that. Sirus would catch it and release it, and then Rianna would. James blew his whistle, and they both went to him. Muttering some spells, he found out how well each Seeker did.
"Rianna, an excellent average of 2 minutes." she blushed at the applause she got. James waited for it to die down. "And Sirus, an average of 1.25 minutes." Rianna dropped her jaw, as Sirus smiled modestly.
She walked over to him. "Well done Sirus." she said. "I guess you are Seeker again this year."
Sirus shrugged. "You weren't so bad yourself. 2 minutes is a pretty good average."
James walked up. "Sirus will be Seeker, but Rianna, we would like to have you as our backup. In case Sirus does something stupid, and blows himself up or something." they laughed as Sirus protested. Sirus gave up protesting and lunged at James, taking him to the ground. They wrestled until Madame Hoche came outside.
"Boys, stop it!" she yelled pulling them apart. "Mister Potter, do you have your team list ready yet?" she snapped.
"I think so, just need to write it up." James replied flashing a smile. Madame Hoche nodded. Just then the sky opened up and it started to pour. Grabbing their things the group fled for the castle.
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Sirus spent the rest of the day setting up posters for his campaign. It wasn't his idea, but Lily assigned herself as his campaign manager since she couldn't run herself. He was glad that she was organizing it though. She made the posters, wrote a short speech for him (like he'd really read it) and did a whole bunch of odds and ends.
While passing the message board outside the Great Hall Sirus noticed a new note. It had to do with dueling. Apparently Hogwarts would be having dueling teams this year. Tryout's Saturday the 14th at 3 to 5. Sirus shook his head. He didn't have time for dueling on top of Quidditch. And if he got the government position... but he didn't have that, yet. Sirus smiled. He was a good dueler.
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The next day passed quickly. Campaign posters where all over the school, though not nearly as good as Sirus's. Lily was the cleverest student in the school, and nothing they could do could match her posters.
Now, it was Monday night, debate time. Sirus had butterflies in his stomach. He skipped Care of Magical Creatures to find a place to calm down. He took his broom up to a special ledge. and waited until it was time for the debate. Now he flew down, and put his broom away.
Sirus took a deep breath. 'Okay Padfoot, you can do this.' he said to himself. 'No big deal.' he started to walk, then abruptly stopped.
'But it is a big deal.' his mind said. 'Your future at Hogwarts could depend on this. Think of all the power you would have.'
"I don't care about the power." he said allowed. A few first years that were walking by stared at him. He ignored them, shrugged off the annoying voice inside his head. He started to hum. But the voice broke through. 'Think what Arabella would be like if you won.' it nagged. 'She'll adore you.'
"I don't care what Arabella thinks." Sirus snapped. More students stared at him strangely. "We are friends, nothing more." But the voice didn't go away. Sirus stomped towards the castle.
"There you are!" Lily called as he came up. "The debates about to start." She shepherded him into the Great Hall which now had 8 podiums set up in it. There were some 45 seats lined up in front of them. Sirus saw one with his name on it. It was the closest to the steps onto the stage. He sighed and sat down.
Dumbledore addressed the students, all who seemed to have come to the debate. He explained how it really wasn't a debate, but gave the representatives a chance to plead their case on why they should be elected. Sirus didn't hear any of this until Dumbledore called for the President nominee's forward. He mechanically stood up and walked over to one of the podiums. Dumbledore asked his to begin.
Sirus suddenly found himself talking. He'd forgotten Lily's speech and was just talking. "My name is Sirus Black, and I'm a fifth year in Gryffindor." there were boo's from the Slytherin's, but they were drowned out by the cheers. Sirus continued. "I've learned a lot from this school, not necessarily for the teachers, but from my experiences." A few people laughed at this. "I know how important it is to have your opinion heard. Why, I may not be here today if I hadn't been listened to." More people laughed, Sirus had come close to being expelled many times. "I can't make you vote me as your President, but if you think I am the best man.... er.... person, for the job, I promise to do my best to listen to what you guys want," he waved his hand across the room. "and make it happen, and make this school a more enjoyable place for you to be." he paused. "I will do my best to live up to the expectations of a good student President, and use my authority for the good of the student." Sirus stopped. There was a silence then a loud applause, from all the tables but the Slytherin.
One by one all the other nominee's stood up and said there bit. They talked about how responsible they were, and why they should be. Each got an applause, but none as great as Sirus's. After the President nominees were done, they sat down, and Sirus was glad. All the other positions had there chance, and the debate went long into the night. Finally, at 11 o'clock the last nominees where done and Dumbledore sent them to bed.
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Sirus awoke the next morning full of anticipation and excitement. He quickly showered, and went for a run. He'd decided that running was better then just sitting on a ledge each morning, because it was training for Quidditch, and he could burn off frustration and still think.
Sirus skipped breakfast, and took a long bath instead. James had given him the password to the Prefect's bathroom, and he used that. Sirus was taken back by the size of it. Too bad he wasn't a Prefect, but then, having a best friend that was one was good enough. He smiled as he sunk into the bubbles.
After his bath Sirus was refreshed and contemplated skipping Potions. But, he remembered about the voting. No way he would miss that. He headed towards the dungeons and ran into Rianna. "Whoops, sorry." he said.
Rianna looked flushed. "No problem." she looked at him and blushed. Sirus brushed it off, he was used to most girls blushing at him. He bent over and picked up her books.
"Let me help you." he smiled. "What do you have next?" he asked. Rianna was a 3rd year, and a transfer student to boot. She still got lost in the castle.
She shifted through her papers and found her schedule. "Charms." she said nervously.
Sirus nodded. He lead the way through the hallways. In front of the charm classroom he stopped. "Here you go." he said, handing her the books.
"Thanks!" she said. "This castle is really confusing."
Sirus shrugged. "It's no problem, you get used to it." he gave her a smile, before disappearing down the hall. He arrived at Potions 3 minutes late.
"Oh, if it isn't the President wannabe." Professor Goday sneered. "Late, of course. You know Black, you have to be punctual to be trustworthy. Anyone who votes for you is a fool." he laughed. "10 points from Gryffindor, now take a seat." Sirus glared at him and then sunk into a seat next to Lily. "As I was saying before Black rudely interrupted, you will come forward on at a time, go behind this screen," he waved his arm towards a tall black screen. "And vote. Then fold your sheet in half, and place it into this box." he paused. "Now, we'll start on this side of the room."
One by one the students voted. Sirus watched Lily go. She came back and gave him a smile. He walked behind the screen. One his paper he check off the right boxes.
President : Sirus Black
Vice-President :Aria Herdly
Secretary : Arabella Figg
Treasurer : Remus Lupin
Council :
Remus Lupin
Arabella Figg
He noticed that there was no place to vote for the other council members. No problem, obviously they only vote for their own house. Sirus only had to think about the vice-president position. He wouldn't vote Astrid, he would not work with her. He had dated Aria briefly last year, so that was a good choice.
Sirus left the screened area with a smile on his face. He put his sheet into the box and sat back down.
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Sirus entered the Great Hall that night for supper. It seemed everyone was itching to find out who the government. Sirus squeezed into a spot between Arabella and Lily. They sat in silence playing with their food.
Dumbledore walked onto the platform. He didn't have to do anything to get peoples attention, everyone had been waiting for him. He cleared his throat.
"Good evenings students. Here," he gestured to a stack of papers, "I have the results of today's votes. I will be announcing the runners up first, followed by the winner. First, the council members. Runners up, Gryffindor, Clara Wesley & John Frisco. Ravenclaw, Jake Smith & Tanya Stacey. Hufflepuff, Quintin Andrews & Jasmin Colton. Slytherin, Moira Farrell & Bryce Lennon." Faces fell, and friend comforted. "And this years council members are, Gryffindor, Arabella Figg & Daniel Downs. Ravenclaw, Crystal Brown & Matthew Rock. Hufflepuff, Mac Abbot & Lacey Jones. Slytherin, Alecia Dennison & Connor Jagger." cheers rang out throughout the Great Hall. Sirus congratulated Arabella, who was trying to look normal, but she was beaming.
Dumbledore waited for the cheering to die down. "Now, Secretary. Runner up, Arabella Figg," she looked surprise, she didn't expect that, "And this years, Martha Juniper." Cheers came from the Ravenclaw table.
Once those died down, Dumbledore announced the Treasurer. "Runner up is David Skinner, and winner is Remus Lupin." the Slytherin's hissed at them, but Sirus clapped Remus on the back. Remus was grinning like a fool.
Dumbledore announced the vice-president next. "Runner up, Astrid Black, and winner Deveral Stryker." The Slytherin's cheered. Sirus looked at his sister. She looked upset, but he knew better the to believe her scowl. She wasn't right for that position yet, and probably relieved.
Next was the President. Sirus held his breath. "Finally, the President of the student government." Dumbledore started. "Runner up, Gilory Hevens." Sirus shook nervously. "And this year's President is, Sirus Black of Gryffindor!" A cheer rang out. Sirus stood shockingly up. Dumbledore was motioning he come forward. Some how he made it to the front. He stood in front of the students.
"I thank you for this opportunity. I will do my best to live up to your expectations." He took in a breath. "I never expected this to happen, me being voted in by you." he gestured with his hand towards them. "And I will make you proud for voting me in." he took a short bow and sat back down.
"Well, now that this is done, you may be dismissed, seeing as some of you have classes." Dumbledore glared at Sirus and James. "No skipping, despite the good news." Sirus smiled. He liked dueling, so he wasn't going to skip it. "And new government, your first meeting will be Friday at 3 to 5. You will meet in the Charms classroom, until a permanent place is secured." Sirus headed out of the Great Hall towards the dueling room.
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And I didn't realize this next chapter clears quite a few things up... chapter 15 is well on it's way, but the chapters are getting longer!
Yes, Pomela Anderson. That comes from an on going joke my brother has, and won't let go. I needed names, and that popped into my head.
And Gin, read my reply to your message in BTD... I answered your questions there!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters. I do own however, the families of the Marauders, some of the teachers, and Kimball Zenobia (who comes in later) Also, my fellow RPGer Morgan owns Xanthe Shannon, and is allowing me to use her in this story (and up-coming ones of this series) and some other characters like Deveral, and umm... others ya.
This story is based on an RPG called Before the Downfall (http://clubs.yahoo.com/clubs/beforethedownfall)
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Chapter 14 - Quidditch, Council and Dueling
Sirus walked out to the Quidditch field later that afternoon. He'd walked around the lake and thought about stuff. He couldn't even explain what he thought of. Madame Hoche was standing on the pitch, talking to James and 3 other students. The captains of this year.
All around were younger students, most looking nervous. In the air was some of the older students, which were on the teams last year. Sirus mounted his new broom, and flew up to Julia Bell, the 7th year Chaser on his team. She smiled at him, and then saw his broom. He flashed by her. Other students were staring.
Madame Hoche blew her whistle and the students crowded around her. Sirus lingered in the air for effect. "Black, down here now!" she yelled. Sirus glided smoothly down in front of her. "Black, is that a..." she trailed off. She knew what it was. Sirus just smiled.
Madame Hoche shook her head. "Yes, okay. Welcome to the Quidditch tryouts. These are your captains this year, James Potter, Gryffindor, Katie Green, Ravenclaw, Amos Diggory, Hufflepuff, and Lucius Malfoy, Slytherin. They will make the final decision on the team." she paused. "You will go into your respective house, and the captains will assign a set of drills, depending on the position you wish to play. Please remember, most of these positions are filled, but backups are available, and it also depends on your skill. Players from before are required to run through the drills as well." she smiled. "Let's get to it."
James lead the Gryffindor's to the north end of the pitch. There were 4 new chasers, 1 seeker, 2 keepers and 3 beaters. A large group trying out. Plus 2 chasers from before, Sirus the seeker, 2 beaters and 1 keeper. The only 'open' position was a chaser. James set them up doing drills.
2 of the chasers left crying, they couldn't fly at all, and one of the beaters lost control and was knocked unconscious. The two keepers were good flyers, but neither could really catch, though one was getting better. The one beater had terrible aim, and the other couldn't hold onto the bat. The other 2 chasers were doing really well. They had good aim, and coordination. James was impressed with them.
Now, the seeker was a different matter. She was quick on the broom because of her light weight. She had quick eyes, and caught all the golf balls Sirus threw at her. James stopped watching the others and focused on her. Sirus whipped a ball left 20 yards, and she was there to get it. Back and forth she went, rarely missing.
James stopped his practice. He whispered in Sirus's ear, "She's good, I want you 2 one on one." Sirus nodded and mounted his broom. He kicked off and soon was the same level as the girl.
"I'm Sirus Black, current Seeker." he said with a dashing smile.
"Rianna Grey." the girl said with a slight nod, "Hopeful Seeker."
"That's what we're here for. James wants us one on one." he smiled. "You're good, but are you good enough?"
James started throwing golf balls. They couldn't use the snitch quite yet because of other tryouts, so they made do. Sirus grabbed the first 5 before Rianna could move. She glared at him, then moved in to steal one. Back and forth they went, dodging each other and grabbing the balls. The other tryout's paused and watched them. Madame Hoche gazed at the Nimbus as it flew ahead of the Cleansweep Rianna flew.
Finally she blew her whistle. "That's good for today." she called. Sirus landed breathing heavily. Despite popular belief, it was exhausting flying. Rianna landed beside him.
"Good work Sirus." she said smiling.
"You aren't too bad yourself." he replied.
James called the Gryffindor's together, or what was left of them. "Good work today." he said. "I haven't made any final decisions, but we are going to have a great team this year!" they cheered. "Now, I've booked the pitch from 9 - 11 tomorrow, and I'll see you all then." the group departed. James pulled Sirus aside. "Si, she's good, you know that."
Sirus nodded. "But I could beat her no competition."
James smiled. "I knew it Padfoot. But be ready tomorrow, you beat her out today, do the same tomorrow, or you'll loss your precious spot."
Sirus cuffed him in the arm. "You'd never take my spot Prongs." he snarled jokingly.
James shook his head. "Common, let's head up." They walked together towards the castle.
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The next day's tryout was almost the same. James set the Chasers, Beaters and Keepers to practice. Then he turned his attention on his 2 seekers. "Okay, I've got something I want you to try." he started. James reached his hand into his pocket and removed two snitches. But they weren't normal, one was red and the other blue.
"Sirus, you're going to go after the blue one, Rianna, the red one. These have a timer built in, and each time you catch them, it records how long it took. You will wait at least one minute, and of course there is no way to cheat. They can't leave the pitch, and the time only counts for you." he handed them the snitches. "Now, let go." they released the snitches which took off.
Sirus mounted his broom. Glancing at his watch for the minute mark, he watched for the snitch. He saw it hovering at James's ankle. He took a drive when his watch said one, and almost knocked James over. But he caught it.
For the next hour they did that. Sirus would catch it and release it, and then Rianna would. James blew his whistle, and they both went to him. Muttering some spells, he found out how well each Seeker did.
"Rianna, an excellent average of 2 minutes." she blushed at the applause she got. James waited for it to die down. "And Sirus, an average of 1.25 minutes." Rianna dropped her jaw, as Sirus smiled modestly.
She walked over to him. "Well done Sirus." she said. "I guess you are Seeker again this year."
Sirus shrugged. "You weren't so bad yourself. 2 minutes is a pretty good average."
James walked up. "Sirus will be Seeker, but Rianna, we would like to have you as our backup. In case Sirus does something stupid, and blows himself up or something." they laughed as Sirus protested. Sirus gave up protesting and lunged at James, taking him to the ground. They wrestled until Madame Hoche came outside.
"Boys, stop it!" she yelled pulling them apart. "Mister Potter, do you have your team list ready yet?" she snapped.
"I think so, just need to write it up." James replied flashing a smile. Madame Hoche nodded. Just then the sky opened up and it started to pour. Grabbing their things the group fled for the castle.
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Sirus spent the rest of the day setting up posters for his campaign. It wasn't his idea, but Lily assigned herself as his campaign manager since she couldn't run herself. He was glad that she was organizing it though. She made the posters, wrote a short speech for him (like he'd really read it) and did a whole bunch of odds and ends.
While passing the message board outside the Great Hall Sirus noticed a new note. It had to do with dueling. Apparently Hogwarts would be having dueling teams this year. Tryout's Saturday the 14th at 3 to 5. Sirus shook his head. He didn't have time for dueling on top of Quidditch. And if he got the government position... but he didn't have that, yet. Sirus smiled. He was a good dueler.
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The next day passed quickly. Campaign posters where all over the school, though not nearly as good as Sirus's. Lily was the cleverest student in the school, and nothing they could do could match her posters.
Now, it was Monday night, debate time. Sirus had butterflies in his stomach. He skipped Care of Magical Creatures to find a place to calm down. He took his broom up to a special ledge. and waited until it was time for the debate. Now he flew down, and put his broom away.
Sirus took a deep breath. 'Okay Padfoot, you can do this.' he said to himself. 'No big deal.' he started to walk, then abruptly stopped.
'But it is a big deal.' his mind said. 'Your future at Hogwarts could depend on this. Think of all the power you would have.'
"I don't care about the power." he said allowed. A few first years that were walking by stared at him. He ignored them, shrugged off the annoying voice inside his head. He started to hum. But the voice broke through. 'Think what Arabella would be like if you won.' it nagged. 'She'll adore you.'
"I don't care what Arabella thinks." Sirus snapped. More students stared at him strangely. "We are friends, nothing more." But the voice didn't go away. Sirus stomped towards the castle.
"There you are!" Lily called as he came up. "The debates about to start." She shepherded him into the Great Hall which now had 8 podiums set up in it. There were some 45 seats lined up in front of them. Sirus saw one with his name on it. It was the closest to the steps onto the stage. He sighed and sat down.
Dumbledore addressed the students, all who seemed to have come to the debate. He explained how it really wasn't a debate, but gave the representatives a chance to plead their case on why they should be elected. Sirus didn't hear any of this until Dumbledore called for the President nominee's forward. He mechanically stood up and walked over to one of the podiums. Dumbledore asked his to begin.
Sirus suddenly found himself talking. He'd forgotten Lily's speech and was just talking. "My name is Sirus Black, and I'm a fifth year in Gryffindor." there were boo's from the Slytherin's, but they were drowned out by the cheers. Sirus continued. "I've learned a lot from this school, not necessarily for the teachers, but from my experiences." A few people laughed at this. "I know how important it is to have your opinion heard. Why, I may not be here today if I hadn't been listened to." More people laughed, Sirus had come close to being expelled many times. "I can't make you vote me as your President, but if you think I am the best man.... er.... person, for the job, I promise to do my best to listen to what you guys want," he waved his hand across the room. "and make it happen, and make this school a more enjoyable place for you to be." he paused. "I will do my best to live up to the expectations of a good student President, and use my authority for the good of the student." Sirus stopped. There was a silence then a loud applause, from all the tables but the Slytherin.
One by one all the other nominee's stood up and said there bit. They talked about how responsible they were, and why they should be. Each got an applause, but none as great as Sirus's. After the President nominees were done, they sat down, and Sirus was glad. All the other positions had there chance, and the debate went long into the night. Finally, at 11 o'clock the last nominees where done and Dumbledore sent them to bed.
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Sirus awoke the next morning full of anticipation and excitement. He quickly showered, and went for a run. He'd decided that running was better then just sitting on a ledge each morning, because it was training for Quidditch, and he could burn off frustration and still think.
Sirus skipped breakfast, and took a long bath instead. James had given him the password to the Prefect's bathroom, and he used that. Sirus was taken back by the size of it. Too bad he wasn't a Prefect, but then, having a best friend that was one was good enough. He smiled as he sunk into the bubbles.
After his bath Sirus was refreshed and contemplated skipping Potions. But, he remembered about the voting. No way he would miss that. He headed towards the dungeons and ran into Rianna. "Whoops, sorry." he said.
Rianna looked flushed. "No problem." she looked at him and blushed. Sirus brushed it off, he was used to most girls blushing at him. He bent over and picked up her books.
"Let me help you." he smiled. "What do you have next?" he asked. Rianna was a 3rd year, and a transfer student to boot. She still got lost in the castle.
She shifted through her papers and found her schedule. "Charms." she said nervously.
Sirus nodded. He lead the way through the hallways. In front of the charm classroom he stopped. "Here you go." he said, handing her the books.
"Thanks!" she said. "This castle is really confusing."
Sirus shrugged. "It's no problem, you get used to it." he gave her a smile, before disappearing down the hall. He arrived at Potions 3 minutes late.
"Oh, if it isn't the President wannabe." Professor Goday sneered. "Late, of course. You know Black, you have to be punctual to be trustworthy. Anyone who votes for you is a fool." he laughed. "10 points from Gryffindor, now take a seat." Sirus glared at him and then sunk into a seat next to Lily. "As I was saying before Black rudely interrupted, you will come forward on at a time, go behind this screen," he waved his arm towards a tall black screen. "And vote. Then fold your sheet in half, and place it into this box." he paused. "Now, we'll start on this side of the room."
One by one the students voted. Sirus watched Lily go. She came back and gave him a smile. He walked behind the screen. One his paper he check off the right boxes.
President : Sirus Black
Vice-President :Aria Herdly
Secretary : Arabella Figg
Treasurer : Remus Lupin
Council :
Remus Lupin
Arabella Figg
He noticed that there was no place to vote for the other council members. No problem, obviously they only vote for their own house. Sirus only had to think about the vice-president position. He wouldn't vote Astrid, he would not work with her. He had dated Aria briefly last year, so that was a good choice.
Sirus left the screened area with a smile on his face. He put his sheet into the box and sat back down.
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Sirus entered the Great Hall that night for supper. It seemed everyone was itching to find out who the government. Sirus squeezed into a spot between Arabella and Lily. They sat in silence playing with their food.
Dumbledore walked onto the platform. He didn't have to do anything to get peoples attention, everyone had been waiting for him. He cleared his throat.
"Good evenings students. Here," he gestured to a stack of papers, "I have the results of today's votes. I will be announcing the runners up first, followed by the winner. First, the council members. Runners up, Gryffindor, Clara Wesley & John Frisco. Ravenclaw, Jake Smith & Tanya Stacey. Hufflepuff, Quintin Andrews & Jasmin Colton. Slytherin, Moira Farrell & Bryce Lennon." Faces fell, and friend comforted. "And this years council members are, Gryffindor, Arabella Figg & Daniel Downs. Ravenclaw, Crystal Brown & Matthew Rock. Hufflepuff, Mac Abbot & Lacey Jones. Slytherin, Alecia Dennison & Connor Jagger." cheers rang out throughout the Great Hall. Sirus congratulated Arabella, who was trying to look normal, but she was beaming.
Dumbledore waited for the cheering to die down. "Now, Secretary. Runner up, Arabella Figg," she looked surprise, she didn't expect that, "And this years, Martha Juniper." Cheers came from the Ravenclaw table.
Once those died down, Dumbledore announced the Treasurer. "Runner up is David Skinner, and winner is Remus Lupin." the Slytherin's hissed at them, but Sirus clapped Remus on the back. Remus was grinning like a fool.
Dumbledore announced the vice-president next. "Runner up, Astrid Black, and winner Deveral Stryker." The Slytherin's cheered. Sirus looked at his sister. She looked upset, but he knew better the to believe her scowl. She wasn't right for that position yet, and probably relieved.
Next was the President. Sirus held his breath. "Finally, the President of the student government." Dumbledore started. "Runner up, Gilory Hevens." Sirus shook nervously. "And this year's President is, Sirus Black of Gryffindor!" A cheer rang out. Sirus stood shockingly up. Dumbledore was motioning he come forward. Some how he made it to the front. He stood in front of the students.
"I thank you for this opportunity. I will do my best to live up to your expectations." He took in a breath. "I never expected this to happen, me being voted in by you." he gestured with his hand towards them. "And I will make you proud for voting me in." he took a short bow and sat back down.
"Well, now that this is done, you may be dismissed, seeing as some of you have classes." Dumbledore glared at Sirus and James. "No skipping, despite the good news." Sirus smiled. He liked dueling, so he wasn't going to skip it. "And new government, your first meeting will be Friday at 3 to 5. You will meet in the Charms classroom, until a permanent place is secured." Sirus headed out of the Great Hall towards the dueling room.
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