A/n- Wow, another chapter… Then again, I have 8 of these typed so I don't see what is my problem of posting them.. ^.^ And I know Dee is the wrost Mary sue out there but…. Hey I got a few reviews! Thanks all my reviewers!!!
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Chapter one
Told by Dee
As I sat myself down in one of the compartments on the train I noticed a lot of people staring at me. My cat, yankiedoodle, sat around my neck and purred against my skin. Last night during my dreams it seemed to show me my whole life that one night. My mother dying, my great grades, the national underage quidditch championships, my fathers death, my old friends, the international underage quidditch finals, and a whole bunch of other stuff that I can't seem to think of right now. But I know now that I play keeper and I am one hell of a keeper. I didn't let one quaffle go past me on either game. I pulled out the newest copy of international quidditch and there I was on the front page winking and smiling with my firebolt in hand with all my teammates next to me smiling. I turned to page 20 where the article started. Just as I was about to read a few people walked into the compartment and sat down. They were staging a very loud conversation. Two of them where red heads and one had dreadlocks. I couldn't help but notice they where all very adorable. I shook my head and started reading the article on the rest of the team but mostly on moi.
Dee Marie Oliveiri the keeper for Brown Academy's Silver team made it to the United States underage international quidditch team in March this year. She has achieved what most quidditch players wish they could. Her mother passed away about two years ago from leukemia. Her father has recently passed on from a fatal broomstick crash. Having those burdens on her shoulders didn't put her out. 'She played one of the greatest under age quidditch matches ever.' Says referee Don McLean from the Congo Republic. 'One of a kind keeper. Don't think we've seen someone finer since Shae Dugartie in 42' Mary Saintclair another ref said. But a reporter from International Quidditch was able to get a few words from her.
Mark McNulty, reporter for IQ asks- How does it feel to know you have just won the Underage international Quidditch league?
Dee Olivieri smiles- Well I feel really hungry like I do after most matches. But I guess it feels good. I know my mother would have been the first one over that railing and hugging me like there was no tomorrow.
IQ- Is it hard on you that your mother is gone?
Dee- Yeah sometimes. But I know this is what she would want me to be.
IQ- and that would be?
Dee- Happy. I'm so Happy playing quidditch. Even if we lost I'd be all hyper.. and hungry. She laughs for a second.
IQ- so it doesn't matter to you if you win or lose?
Dee- nope I personally don't care if we win. We win we win. We lose we lose. But I think I have to go. My coach is calling me.
We watched her as she left for the locker rooms.
It is rumored that the American team has their eye out for her. She might be the youngest keeper in over two hundred years. 'talent like that is only caught in few people.' Said Vicktor Krum, seeker on the Bulgarian Quidditch team, and added, "I hope to fly against her some day."
Dee is currently living in Bristol England with her godparents Selma and Jon Black. She will be attending Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry this year. We wish her all the luck in her studies and her quidditch game.
~~Sheila Takel, reporter for IQ zine~~
/wow./ I thought, /I never thought I was that good!/ I looked up from the magazine and the boys were staring at me.
"Do I have something on my face that I should be aware of?" I asked them.
They all shook their head and one of the red heads said, "your that hot shot quidditch player from America huh?"
"So what if I am?"
"No reason." Said the other red head.
"Let me make up from my friends ignorance." He held out his hand, "I'm Lee Jordan. This is Fred and George Weasley. They play beaters on the Gryffindor team. I do commentary." I raised an eyebrow.
"Ok… so now can I read with out you gawking at me?" I asked kind of hotly.
"Sure why not." They turned and started talking about Weasley Wizard Wheezes.
My black cat rearranged its self on my shoulders as I shifted position in the seat. As the train started going many other teens came into the compartment and sat down talking to Fred and George. One I noticed was the great and famous Harry Potter. (hope you hinted my lacking enthusiasm. Personally I don't think he's so great. Oo0o0 he has a scar on his face big deal.) About halfway there it started pouring rain and that was about the time I pulled out one of the photo albums and went through it. Obviously the five in the picture last night plus another roundish boy where best friends. They where all in the pictures. I looked at the pictures until the train stopped at Hogwarts. I already had my robes on, having apparated onto platform 9 and 3/4. (we learned that last year at brown.) So I took my wand and shoved it in my pocket. Hopping into a carriage I looked at the other occupants. Harry, Hermoine, and Ron. I didn't look at them once. I stared out into the dampening night until we came to a stop infront of the school. Now it was time to see what the real Hogwarts looked like. I couldn't believe my eyes. The castle was bigger than I had ever imagined. I walked slowly up to the steps of the fortress and some kid knocked into me.
Minerva Mcgonagall instructed me to wait in line with the first years and I would be sorted last. Many people gaped at me as I walked by in the first year line. After the dragging out of the first year sorting I was finally called.
I sat upon the chair and waited for the hat to talk to me.
So it seems some one is taking a stroll through dimensions.
'Werd up sorting hat.'
Stupid Yanks. But what house shall I put ye in?
'Dude. No offense but you can't talk like me. But hmmm I am quite brave…'
yes. Getting that quaffle thrown at you! what ever! But you have had a lot of hardships I'll put you in your mothers house- GRYFFINDOR!
I smirked and took off the hat and walked over to the table that was cheering. I sat next to a rather prissy looking girl that introduced her self as Padma Patil after Dumbledore made his speech. The DADA teacher this year was none other than Remus Lupin, again.
I noticed that a lot of people where looking at me from their seats, I tried to ignore it but that feeling wouldn't go away. So when we where dismissed to our dormitories I followed Hermione up to the dormitories where I found my cat sleeping on the bed that was tucked away in the back corner of the room near the only window. I flopped down on my back and Yankydoodle pawed onto my stomach where she fell asleep. I dug my wand out of my pocket and twirled it in and out of my fingers.
As one of my dorm partners walked in she sneered at me and said, "anti-social," under her breath. I threw a sneer back at her and placed my cat on my pillow. She growled as I got off the bed and went down into the common room. Finding that most of the boys were down there socializing with one another I found myself walking toward the three boys I met on the train.
"Hi." I said casually.
"Hello," said Lee.
"Hell," said Fred.
"-o jell-o" said George. I burst out in laughs and shook my head.
"Ok," I started after I stopped laughing, "I'm having a bit of trouble fitting in here and you guys are practically the only people I have talked to from this school." /from this world/ I added in my head.
"Really well we can change that." Fred said.
"Yes we can, follow me please." George led me to a table and told me to stand on it. So I was up there on the table and Lee jumped up there with me. I can tell you I was quite amused when he shouted to the whole common room and they quieted down.
"Well hello every one in the Gryffindor house!" he commented to every one. His arm went around me and he started his speech, "Well you see our little famous star here is quite shy! So can we all give her a Gryffindor welcome?" Every one said 'hi' or 'how are you?' "That will do for now! But gimme a 'hell yeah' if you think Dee here should try out for the quidditch team!"
"HELL YEAH!" was echoed through the common room.
"Well, Dee, now you're obligated to try out for the team." I gave a weak smile. "So every one please be nice to her as you would to any new first year."
He jumped off the table pulling me down after him. "Ya know you're quite adorable." I said to him in his ear.
"I know I know. But hell you are too." I blushed.
So my first night at Hogwarts was a blast. I was up till around midnight talking with the three boys. And not once did they bring up my being a famous keeper. I was thrilled. This was the kind of people I hung out with at my old school, in the other dimension that is. The three boys and I clicked. Before I went to bed Lee came up to me and asked me something I couldn't believe, "Ok, I know we just met but there's something inside me that tells me you are one of a kind. So I was wondering if you'd like to go out with me."
"Well, can you give me time to think about it? Maybe like a week or so?" He nodded. We went our separate ways.
I tiptoed into the dormitory where I found all three other girls sleeping. I changed into my green pajamas and went to sleep with yanks. (short for yankiedoodle)
The morning came and I got dressed in my black robes and walked down into the common room where Lee and the twins were sitting down on a couch with their back packs at their feet. I conjured up a nerf football and threw it at them who threw it right back.
"Ok, enough flirting," came a voice from behind me.
"Oh Katie, we weren't flirting." Said George.
"Lee was." Fred added.
"Well it wasn't to good." She remarked. We all sniggered and Lee introduced us.
"Katie, Dee. Dee, Katie. Katie plays chaser. Damn good one too. Dee hopefully will become the new keeper. She's a damn good one too."
Katie looked at me then gasped, "No way! It can't be the same Dee that played keeper in the championship international game!"
"It is." I started to blush.
"I was there! I mean like whoa! Your style totally kicks ass! And another firebolt on the team. There'd be no stopping us!" She said.
"Who has the other firebolt?" I asked. Not to many teens get firebolts.
"Our seeker Harry Potter." Fred said.
"What about me?" Said a sleepy looking boy that was behind us.
"You and Dee both have firebolts. We are just telling her about the team." George said.
So the conversation down to the great hall was all about quidditch which I found extremely boring. I'd rather talk about more important stuff. But at breakfast Harry, Hermione, and Ron sat near me and Fred told them they had to show me to my classes. That day I had Transfiguration, then history of magic, lunch, then Divination. In transfiguration we had to transfigure a spoon into a candlestick. Hermione and I received full marks on it. History of magic was a total bore. But lunch was excellent. I couldn't remember when I had ate so well in my life. Then it was time for Divination. I found out quite unexpectedly that I was always excited for Divination. Divination was my strong point as I had found out in one of my dreams last night. Ron and Harry flew into hysterics when I told them that my best subject was divination. But as I found out in the class soon after all their laughing, Hogwarts Divination program sucked!
I sat near the front so I wouldn't miss a thing even if there wasn't mush to miss. "Hello my pupils." Said the very fake misty voice of the professor. "This year we will be studying Scrying. Scrying is another one of the refined arts of divintion." I dubbled over in silent laughter. "This term we will see with our eyes and hearts what we truly want." I raised my hand
"Professor when you scryer you use the eyes of your soul." I told her.
"No you don't. I should know I am the teacher. It is the eyes and heart."
"No professor. Look in all those big books and see who is right." Seamus was looking in his book.
"Dee's right. It's the eyes of the soul." I looked smug.
"My mistake." She said. "So today you will all try to scryer with in the fire."
We all sat at different fireplaces and I sat loosely and glared into the burning red coals. One thing I also learned from my dreams is that I always remember my predictions. So I was sitting there peering into the fire when I closed my eyes and saw a picture of Brown's quidditch team and Hogwarts Quidditch team. The Hogwarts team was holding the trophy. "The ones clad in Black will defeat the ones dressed in blue." I shook my head and every one was looking at me. "What?"
The professor glared at me, "Was that a prediction?"
"Probably. Wouldn't put it past myself."
I sniggered on the way out of that classroom. This year in divination was going to be way to easy.
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a/n hope you liked this chapter! Umm I'll get another out next week!
Peace
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