Disclaimer: I don't any characters other than Carly, Krystal and Cora.
Hey thanks for reviewing the last chapter people! It was really nice of you all."
When the practice was finished, Harry and Krystal walked up to the Gryffindor tower and changed just in time to catch Ron, Hermione and Cora and take them to Carly's surprise, whatever it was.
"Do you have any idea to what it is?" Ron asked.
"Of course he doesn't, it's a surprise!" Hermione said.
"I knew that."
"Whatever."
As they got closer, they all thought that they could hear someone laughing and talking to someone else. They got closer and then Harry knew that one of those voices belonged to Carly. He couldn't tell who the other person was though. The anticipation grew in their minds and they picked up speed.
"Who is it?" Harry asked anyone who was listening.
"I can't tell." Hermione said.
"The voice does seem familiar." Ron said.
"I wouldn't know." Cora said.
The answer came to them as they turned a corner that revealed the front doors to the school. Harry, Ron and Hermione stopped in their tracks. Unaware of the sudden halt, Cora and Krystal ran into the three, knocking them over.
"Ah, there they are." Carly said, there was hint of humor in her voice, "I told you that they wouldn't be able to hold it in."
"I didn't doubt you for a minute, Carly." the owner of the other voice said, looking at the pile of sixteen year olds in the middle of the floor, "Hey Harry."
The second voice belonged to none other than Harry's old Quidditch captain, Oliver Wood.
"Hello, Oliver"
Harry hadn't seen him since the Quidditch World Cup, three years ago. It seemed that the only thing that had changed was his height. He had gotten even taller since the last time Harry had seen him.
"What are you doing back?" Harry asked as Ron helped him up.
"Most of the team still has broken bones and really bad injuries from last season. They're taking this season off."
"Can't they just be healed?" Harry asked, remembering all the times that he had to go to the hospital wing for being hurt during Quidditch games.
Oliver smiled, "I think that they don't want to be healed. Everyone is getting tired of the captain. He's always pushing them to their limits."
Harry snickered, remembering how Oliver had always done something quite similar.
"What?!"
"Oh, nothing."
"No, what's so funny?"
Carly elbowed Oliver.
"Ow! What was that for?" he insisted, rubbing his arm.
"Harry is just remembering how you were always doing the exact same thing."
"I did not!"
"Whatever."
"So, who are you?" Oliver asked pointing to Krystal and Cora, trying to change the subject. Krystal and Cora looked at Oliver and then to themselves and smiled.
"The tall one is Cora, Remus Lupin's niece from Ireland. The blond one is Krystal, Hooch's niece from America."
"Hi." the two said in unison.
Oliver looked to Carly, who was trying to hold back a laugh. (* a/n: I am referring to the Oliver from the movie, who is a major hottie!*)
"How long are you staying?" Ron asked.
"Depends on whether the team decides to be healed or not."
"Cool."
"Is the Defense Against the Dark Arts job still jinxed?"
"Yes, quite." Carly replied.
"Well, who got it this year?"
"Professor Vesselina Botev."
"A woman? That's a first."
Carly eyed Oliver, "Is there a problem with women?"
"Of course not. Women are -"
Carly elbowed Oliver again.
"Shutting up."
Everyone except for Carly and Oliver started to laugh. Eventually they joined in and the laughter echoed through the otherwise silent hallway.
"What is this?"
The laughter died down and everyone turned around. Standing behind them was none other than Snape. He sneered at them as if he resented them even having a little bit of fun.
"Sorry Professor, we were just-"
"Don't give me excuses, Potter. Get back to your common rooms, all of you."
The group slowly and silently glided past Snape and headed for the Gryffindor common room.
"Well, he hasn't changed, that's for sure." Oliver whispered to Carly.
Carly had a hard time trying to hold back a laugh.
Hey thanks for reviewing the last chapter people! It was really nice of you all."
When the practice was finished, Harry and Krystal walked up to the Gryffindor tower and changed just in time to catch Ron, Hermione and Cora and take them to Carly's surprise, whatever it was.
"Do you have any idea to what it is?" Ron asked.
"Of course he doesn't, it's a surprise!" Hermione said.
"I knew that."
"Whatever."
As they got closer, they all thought that they could hear someone laughing and talking to someone else. They got closer and then Harry knew that one of those voices belonged to Carly. He couldn't tell who the other person was though. The anticipation grew in their minds and they picked up speed.
"Who is it?" Harry asked anyone who was listening.
"I can't tell." Hermione said.
"The voice does seem familiar." Ron said.
"I wouldn't know." Cora said.
The answer came to them as they turned a corner that revealed the front doors to the school. Harry, Ron and Hermione stopped in their tracks. Unaware of the sudden halt, Cora and Krystal ran into the three, knocking them over.
"Ah, there they are." Carly said, there was hint of humor in her voice, "I told you that they wouldn't be able to hold it in."
"I didn't doubt you for a minute, Carly." the owner of the other voice said, looking at the pile of sixteen year olds in the middle of the floor, "Hey Harry."
The second voice belonged to none other than Harry's old Quidditch captain, Oliver Wood.
"Hello, Oliver"
Harry hadn't seen him since the Quidditch World Cup, three years ago. It seemed that the only thing that had changed was his height. He had gotten even taller since the last time Harry had seen him.
"What are you doing back?" Harry asked as Ron helped him up.
"Most of the team still has broken bones and really bad injuries from last season. They're taking this season off."
"Can't they just be healed?" Harry asked, remembering all the times that he had to go to the hospital wing for being hurt during Quidditch games.
Oliver smiled, "I think that they don't want to be healed. Everyone is getting tired of the captain. He's always pushing them to their limits."
Harry snickered, remembering how Oliver had always done something quite similar.
"What?!"
"Oh, nothing."
"No, what's so funny?"
Carly elbowed Oliver.
"Ow! What was that for?" he insisted, rubbing his arm.
"Harry is just remembering how you were always doing the exact same thing."
"I did not!"
"Whatever."
"So, who are you?" Oliver asked pointing to Krystal and Cora, trying to change the subject. Krystal and Cora looked at Oliver and then to themselves and smiled.
"The tall one is Cora, Remus Lupin's niece from Ireland. The blond one is Krystal, Hooch's niece from America."
"Hi." the two said in unison.
Oliver looked to Carly, who was trying to hold back a laugh. (* a/n: I am referring to the Oliver from the movie, who is a major hottie!*)
"How long are you staying?" Ron asked.
"Depends on whether the team decides to be healed or not."
"Cool."
"Is the Defense Against the Dark Arts job still jinxed?"
"Yes, quite." Carly replied.
"Well, who got it this year?"
"Professor Vesselina Botev."
"A woman? That's a first."
Carly eyed Oliver, "Is there a problem with women?"
"Of course not. Women are -"
Carly elbowed Oliver again.
"Shutting up."
Everyone except for Carly and Oliver started to laugh. Eventually they joined in and the laughter echoed through the otherwise silent hallway.
"What is this?"
The laughter died down and everyone turned around. Standing behind them was none other than Snape. He sneered at them as if he resented them even having a little bit of fun.
"Sorry Professor, we were just-"
"Don't give me excuses, Potter. Get back to your common rooms, all of you."
The group slowly and silently glided past Snape and headed for the Gryffindor common room.
"Well, he hasn't changed, that's for sure." Oliver whispered to Carly.
Carly had a hard time trying to hold back a laugh.