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After dinner, Harry decided that his free period instead of transfiguration would be a good time to finish the requests of the founders, and find Gryffindore's Journal. He couldn't do it when others were around, and he didn't know if a millennia old door opening would make a loud noise, but didn't want to risk it. He did, however, try out for Quidditch the next evening. He and Jordan had bought brooms on their trip to Diagon Alley.
The try out for seeker was simple. Five people wanted to be seeker, and the previous seeker had to defend his position. The six of them stood in a circle, ready to take off on the whistle. Twenty snitches in a box were in the center of the circle. Five seconds after the snitches took off so did the seekers. The candidate to catch the lowest amount after they had all been caught, on when the time ran out was disqualified. In the first round, the defending seeker was disqualified. Harry had caught all but eight, and each of the others had caught two, except the old seeker, who caught none. In the second round, the same thing was done, and Harry more than double what the others had caught. This was repeated one final time. Then the real work began.
The three remaining candidates took whatever place on the field they wanted. One snitch was released, and so were the bulgers. Harry dodged them easily, so did one of the others. The third, however, took a nasty hit that broke a few ribs. He did manage, however, to fly to the ground instead of fall. He decided to forfeit. That left Harry and the other, a seventh year, to find the snitch. Harry just floated in position as the other flew around. Finally, he saw it, floating above his opponent's head. He just flew up beside him, and grabbed it. He won the spot on the team.
Harry hadn't used any of his special powers, so he was very tired, and dropped off to sleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
The next morning, Harry walked with Jordan and sat with him. He was making friends, but he still liked to talk with Harry, the only person that knew his secrets. Just as they were finishing up, their twin phoenixes flew in amongst the dozens of owls. Everyone pointed at them and whispered. Apparently, the phoenixes heard, and decided to show off instead of delivering the mail directly, instead flying two laps first. Then they dropped the letters into the waiting hands of Harry and Jordan, and landed on their shoulders. Everyone wanted to see what type of letters a phoenix would carry, but Harry and Jordan promptly put the letters away for another time.
The first class that day was divination. Harry found the room with ease, and entered. The old professor had died, and they had a new one. Her name was Professor Delphi. Class went normally, and no weird predictions were made. She asked Harry to stay after class as well.
"Harry, I come from a long line of true seers, and I know that you are a true Magik. That means that you also have the sight. What are you doing in this class?"
"I know that I have the gift, and want to develop it better, to do that it takes training, I hoped that this class would do that."
"Good answerer. Most people take this class because they want to learn how to get the sight. You want to learn how to use it, and that puts you in a much better position then the rest. Have you made any predictions or prophecies?"
"One vision about who I can trust here, and one prophecy, but I talked to the centaurs about it, and they had known for some time."
"How were you able?"
"They talk about prophecies with those they find worthy."
"Oh, um, you may go, you don't want to be late for your next class."
Harry would have gone to transfiguration, but Magonagal had given him the free period. It was time to deal with Gryffindore's request.
'Ok' thought Harry, 'he said there was a passage behind the Gryffindore Tower fireplace, so that probably means the one in the common room.'
Harry preformed a simple spell on the fire so that it wouldn't burn him, and then began to look for a door. After a few minutes, he found it, but couldn't get it to open. He tried passwords, touching series of blocks, and even spells. Then he stopped to thing for a moment. He knew that there had to be a password, but what could it . . . he figured it out. Godrick had always made a point of making sure people were polite, so . . .
"Open, please." The door opened as soon as he finished saying it. Harry couldn't believe that it had been that simple.
Magical torches lighted the corridor. Harry couldn't tell if they had lit when he opened the door of if they had been burning since Godrick himself lit them. After a couple dozen meters, it stopped at a wall that looked like it was one piece of stone, and had steel door in it.
Inside, the room was circular, with a radius of about 4 meters. In it were dozens of swords and other weapons. On a pedestal in the center were two books, one the spell book, one the journal. He put both of the books in his robes, and picked a sword out too.
Harry looked at his watch then hurried out of the room, he wanted to get out before anyone would be in the common room to see him. Unfortunately, there were two people already there.
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After dinner, Harry decided that his free period instead of transfiguration would be a good time to finish the requests of the founders, and find Gryffindore's Journal. He couldn't do it when others were around, and he didn't know if a millennia old door opening would make a loud noise, but didn't want to risk it. He did, however, try out for Quidditch the next evening. He and Jordan had bought brooms on their trip to Diagon Alley.
The try out for seeker was simple. Five people wanted to be seeker, and the previous seeker had to defend his position. The six of them stood in a circle, ready to take off on the whistle. Twenty snitches in a box were in the center of the circle. Five seconds after the snitches took off so did the seekers. The candidate to catch the lowest amount after they had all been caught, on when the time ran out was disqualified. In the first round, the defending seeker was disqualified. Harry had caught all but eight, and each of the others had caught two, except the old seeker, who caught none. In the second round, the same thing was done, and Harry more than double what the others had caught. This was repeated one final time. Then the real work began.
The three remaining candidates took whatever place on the field they wanted. One snitch was released, and so were the bulgers. Harry dodged them easily, so did one of the others. The third, however, took a nasty hit that broke a few ribs. He did manage, however, to fly to the ground instead of fall. He decided to forfeit. That left Harry and the other, a seventh year, to find the snitch. Harry just floated in position as the other flew around. Finally, he saw it, floating above his opponent's head. He just flew up beside him, and grabbed it. He won the spot on the team.
Harry hadn't used any of his special powers, so he was very tired, and dropped off to sleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
The next morning, Harry walked with Jordan and sat with him. He was making friends, but he still liked to talk with Harry, the only person that knew his secrets. Just as they were finishing up, their twin phoenixes flew in amongst the dozens of owls. Everyone pointed at them and whispered. Apparently, the phoenixes heard, and decided to show off instead of delivering the mail directly, instead flying two laps first. Then they dropped the letters into the waiting hands of Harry and Jordan, and landed on their shoulders. Everyone wanted to see what type of letters a phoenix would carry, but Harry and Jordan promptly put the letters away for another time.
The first class that day was divination. Harry found the room with ease, and entered. The old professor had died, and they had a new one. Her name was Professor Delphi. Class went normally, and no weird predictions were made. She asked Harry to stay after class as well.
"Harry, I come from a long line of true seers, and I know that you are a true Magik. That means that you also have the sight. What are you doing in this class?"
"I know that I have the gift, and want to develop it better, to do that it takes training, I hoped that this class would do that."
"Good answerer. Most people take this class because they want to learn how to get the sight. You want to learn how to use it, and that puts you in a much better position then the rest. Have you made any predictions or prophecies?"
"One vision about who I can trust here, and one prophecy, but I talked to the centaurs about it, and they had known for some time."
"How were you able?"
"They talk about prophecies with those they find worthy."
"Oh, um, you may go, you don't want to be late for your next class."
Harry would have gone to transfiguration, but Magonagal had given him the free period. It was time to deal with Gryffindore's request.
'Ok' thought Harry, 'he said there was a passage behind the Gryffindore Tower fireplace, so that probably means the one in the common room.'
Harry preformed a simple spell on the fire so that it wouldn't burn him, and then began to look for a door. After a few minutes, he found it, but couldn't get it to open. He tried passwords, touching series of blocks, and even spells. Then he stopped to thing for a moment. He knew that there had to be a password, but what could it . . . he figured it out. Godrick had always made a point of making sure people were polite, so . . .
"Open, please." The door opened as soon as he finished saying it. Harry couldn't believe that it had been that simple.
Magical torches lighted the corridor. Harry couldn't tell if they had lit when he opened the door of if they had been burning since Godrick himself lit them. After a couple dozen meters, it stopped at a wall that looked like it was one piece of stone, and had steel door in it.
Inside, the room was circular, with a radius of about 4 meters. In it were dozens of swords and other weapons. On a pedestal in the center were two books, one the spell book, one the journal. He put both of the books in his robes, and picked a sword out too.
Harry looked at his watch then hurried out of the room, he wanted to get out before anyone would be in the common room to see him. Unfortunately, there were two people already there.
Review please. If you really like this, don't be afraid to put this story on your favorite list, or put me on. As of now I am only on 3 lists, and I would love for that number to go up.
