Harry walked up the steps and into the Ministry of Magic.
"Were would you like to go sir?" asked a man in smart blue robes with a small ministry of magic sign printed in the top left hand corner.
"The Department for magical games and sports," said Harry showing the man a small ID card, which had come with the letter. The man looked at it briefly and smiled.
"Go through those glass doors over there, then swipe your card and the appropriate staircase will open."
"Thanks," said Harry as he walked over to the doors. He pushed them open and found himself in a small room with a strange looking thing in the centre. He walked up to it and swiped his card through a small slot. There was a humming and then a loud creaking as a staircase wound itself down from the roof.
Harry started to climb it and after a few minutes reached the top. He pushed open the door. He was standing in a long corridor with doors on either side. There was a large office at the end of the corridor and it was the only one with a light on so Harry headed towards it.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Come in," said a voice. Harry walked in and was met by a tall, slender man who, Harry was guessing, was in his mid forty's.
"Hello Harry," he said, extending a hand for Harry to shake.
"Hello," said Harry.
"Have a seat," said the man gesturing to some large couches, "I'm Michael Dray, your coach."
Harry sat down and looked out the window. There was a light in the far off distance that he knew was the Weasly's.
Harry no longer had an owl as Hedwig had met a rather sad demise in 6th year, she had been out delivering a massage to Chantal and a fox ate her as she rested on a fence.
'Crash!' the door flew open and five people walked in. There was one boy and five girls.
"Hey Michael," they all said as they filed past him and took a seat.
"Excellent," said the boy, who looked about 25, "another guy on the team."
Michael signalled for quiet and got it, eventually.
"Guys, Guys," he said, "This is Harry our new seeker. Harry this is the rest of the team who I'm sure you know but I'll introduce anyway."
Harry laughed half-heartedly at this comment.
"Don't worry you don't have to laugh," said one of the girls, "who tells bad jokes all the time and he enjoys laughing at them."
"Good," Harry said.
Michael cleared his throat and walked over to the boy who was playing idly with his brown hair,
"This is Jake. He is the Keeper."
"Hi," said Harry, Jake nodded.
He then walked over to a three seater couch were three of the girls were sitting.
"This is Jane, Anna and Ella. They are chasers for the team."
He then proceeded to walk across to a two seater couch were the last of the two girls were sitting.
"This is Alanna and Marion, Beaters."
Everyone exchanged polite hellos until Michael once again cleared his throat.
"Well now that you're all acquainted we can get going. Oh and one more thing," he said turning around to the team who were picking up bags, "The camp is going to be 5 weeks long and then you have a few hours at home and then we go straight to Wales for 3 weeks and then you get two weeks at home with training in Hogsmead."
"You'll need to tell me that again," said Jake.
They were going to Germany by train instead of apperating, Harry still didn't know why.
He shoved his luggage in the overhead compartment and flopped down on the seat. He had Marion and Jane on either side of him and Jake Ella and Anna in front of him. Alanna was sitting on Jakes lap and Marion lent over to Harry and whispered,
"There's something going on between them."
"And they don't mind showing it," whispered Harry back, Marion let out a short laugh but quickly stifled it.
"So Harry," said Alanna, who had conjured up an extra two seats, as Michael had now joined them, "How did your family and friends take you leaving."
Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Well I don't know about my family because I only told everybody an hour ago. Anita," but Harry was interrupted.
"She your girlfriend?" asked Michael.
"No," said Harry sadly realising it was true.
"Good. Every English girl in the country will want to go out with you."
Everyone nodded, except Jake.
"Well get back to your story I want to hear you getting yelled at.
"Well Anita," Harry continued, "Got really annoyed and blurted out to everyone. My other best friend got one sentence before I had had enough and left."
"Harsh," said Marion.
The train ride was long but fun. Everybody was very entertaining but Harry, being only 18, was the youngest by far.
The train started slowing and everyone, who had been walking around the train anyway, got up and collected their luggage.
When they got off it was the middle of the day, they were standing in a small wizard station only everything was a little disconcerting. There was a large sign over the ticket box reading, 'Willkommen.' Harry, who already knew German and French, knew that it said welcome.
"We have to walk a few K or so to get to our hotel.
Harry dumped his bag on the ground and sat down on the king sized bed. They were staying in a Muggle hotel but the training spot was only a ten minute walk away.
Michael came in and tossed Harry a sleek black broom case with the words, 'Lightning star' printed on it. Harry unzipped the case and beautiful broom rolled out.
"Prototype," said Michael, "We'll be the only team in the Welsh comp that have them."
"Were would you like to go sir?" asked a man in smart blue robes with a small ministry of magic sign printed in the top left hand corner.
"The Department for magical games and sports," said Harry showing the man a small ID card, which had come with the letter. The man looked at it briefly and smiled.
"Go through those glass doors over there, then swipe your card and the appropriate staircase will open."
"Thanks," said Harry as he walked over to the doors. He pushed them open and found himself in a small room with a strange looking thing in the centre. He walked up to it and swiped his card through a small slot. There was a humming and then a loud creaking as a staircase wound itself down from the roof.
Harry started to climb it and after a few minutes reached the top. He pushed open the door. He was standing in a long corridor with doors on either side. There was a large office at the end of the corridor and it was the only one with a light on so Harry headed towards it.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Come in," said a voice. Harry walked in and was met by a tall, slender man who, Harry was guessing, was in his mid forty's.
"Hello Harry," he said, extending a hand for Harry to shake.
"Hello," said Harry.
"Have a seat," said the man gesturing to some large couches, "I'm Michael Dray, your coach."
Harry sat down and looked out the window. There was a light in the far off distance that he knew was the Weasly's.
Harry no longer had an owl as Hedwig had met a rather sad demise in 6th year, she had been out delivering a massage to Chantal and a fox ate her as she rested on a fence.
'Crash!' the door flew open and five people walked in. There was one boy and five girls.
"Hey Michael," they all said as they filed past him and took a seat.
"Excellent," said the boy, who looked about 25, "another guy on the team."
Michael signalled for quiet and got it, eventually.
"Guys, Guys," he said, "This is Harry our new seeker. Harry this is the rest of the team who I'm sure you know but I'll introduce anyway."
Harry laughed half-heartedly at this comment.
"Don't worry you don't have to laugh," said one of the girls, "who tells bad jokes all the time and he enjoys laughing at them."
"Good," Harry said.
Michael cleared his throat and walked over to the boy who was playing idly with his brown hair,
"This is Jake. He is the Keeper."
"Hi," said Harry, Jake nodded.
He then walked over to a three seater couch were three of the girls were sitting.
"This is Jane, Anna and Ella. They are chasers for the team."
He then proceeded to walk across to a two seater couch were the last of the two girls were sitting.
"This is Alanna and Marion, Beaters."
Everyone exchanged polite hellos until Michael once again cleared his throat.
"Well now that you're all acquainted we can get going. Oh and one more thing," he said turning around to the team who were picking up bags, "The camp is going to be 5 weeks long and then you have a few hours at home and then we go straight to Wales for 3 weeks and then you get two weeks at home with training in Hogsmead."
"You'll need to tell me that again," said Jake.
They were going to Germany by train instead of apperating, Harry still didn't know why.
He shoved his luggage in the overhead compartment and flopped down on the seat. He had Marion and Jane on either side of him and Jake Ella and Anna in front of him. Alanna was sitting on Jakes lap and Marion lent over to Harry and whispered,
"There's something going on between them."
"And they don't mind showing it," whispered Harry back, Marion let out a short laugh but quickly stifled it.
"So Harry," said Alanna, who had conjured up an extra two seats, as Michael had now joined them, "How did your family and friends take you leaving."
Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Well I don't know about my family because I only told everybody an hour ago. Anita," but Harry was interrupted.
"She your girlfriend?" asked Michael.
"No," said Harry sadly realising it was true.
"Good. Every English girl in the country will want to go out with you."
Everyone nodded, except Jake.
"Well get back to your story I want to hear you getting yelled at.
"Well Anita," Harry continued, "Got really annoyed and blurted out to everyone. My other best friend got one sentence before I had had enough and left."
"Harsh," said Marion.
The train ride was long but fun. Everybody was very entertaining but Harry, being only 18, was the youngest by far.
The train started slowing and everyone, who had been walking around the train anyway, got up and collected their luggage.
When they got off it was the middle of the day, they were standing in a small wizard station only everything was a little disconcerting. There was a large sign over the ticket box reading, 'Willkommen.' Harry, who already knew German and French, knew that it said welcome.
"We have to walk a few K or so to get to our hotel.
Harry dumped his bag on the ground and sat down on the king sized bed. They were staying in a Muggle hotel but the training spot was only a ten minute walk away.
Michael came in and tossed Harry a sleek black broom case with the words, 'Lightning star' printed on it. Harry unzipped the case and beautiful broom rolled out.
"Prototype," said Michael, "We'll be the only team in the Welsh comp that have them."
