Chapter 2
The invitation
"Oh no" groaned Ron " not again, where is that staircase?"
"This probably the only thing I like about the muggle world," admitted Harry "stair cases that stay"
"Well, we better get a move on or Snape will have our heads"
Harry thought he never had run so fast in his life, except from Dudley and his gang.
"Opp! pardon me"
Harry wondered why he was still thinking about Trelawney prediction, though she was always wrong. Ron crashed into a knight, Harry stumbled over Ron. By the time they got to the dungeons, they could already smell the fowl odor of boiled Spider legs, or at least they thought it was spider.
"you late potter," Snape growled "you to Weasley"
"but professor.. (pant) the staircase (pant) moved on us" Harry protested
"no excuses you two, 10 house points from Gryffindor" Snape Frowned "make that 20, for the 2 of you"
"but that's not fa-" Ron halfway remarked but Harry stepped on his foot "ow"
"what was that Weasley?"
"nothing sir"
"get to your seats, I've had enough of you two trouble makers today"
"ha ha, stupid Gryffin-dorks" malfoay said behind his hand
the Class seemed to take ages, Neville didn't change, he spilled his potion all over Harry's chair, and he stood up in time, it turned the chair a nasty green color before shriveling up, Harry was forced to stand the rest of class. When it was finally over, it was already lunchtime.
"I don't think I can walk any more" Harry said
"never mind you legs Harry, you should be thankful" hermione remarked to both of them "you could have gotten detention, or even worse lose more house points for Gryffindor"
"your impossible hermione" Ron replied
The hall was in its usual chatter when they entered, they sat themselves down and started a conversation about summer. The food appeared and they started eating. In the middle of the meal Madam Hooch appeared behind Harry.
" Hello Mr. Potter" she said, her yellow hawk eyes glinting with excitement "I just wanted to say that the old Quiddich team will be meeting at the Quiddich field for a little party and a bit of Quiddich playing so bring your broom and uniform"
Harry could still remember his first Quidditch match, he was the shortest one on the team, and Oliver the Quidditch captain at the time had somewhat calmed his nerves with a frightful bludger story. Which reminded him,
"old Quidditch team?" Harry thought aloud "that means Oliver right?"
"Of course!" she said plainly as if he was stupid to even ask "he's back from home, and from a bit of Quiddich training and coaching his own little tykes team in his hometown"
"Quiddich players only?" asked Ron
"No, Mr. Weasley you may come to if you want because of your brothers, I do believe they are back for a visit and are lounging around in your common room, everybody that has anyway to do with Quiddich is coming, even the new student referee Miss. Rettop, meet us in the already cleared part of the Quiddich field" She added "don't forget your uniform and broom"
"Rettop?" Hermione questioned "Anna Rettop, she is quite a nice girl, sits next to me in muggle studies class, quite smart to"
"Quite an odd name don't you think? Rettop" said Ron "I don't mean to be rude or anything, it's just that I've never heard that name before"
"well Ron, Weasley isn't to common of a name either" Harry joked
"shut up 'arry" Ron replied "oh speaking of muggle studies, hermione, my grades are going down in the subject, can you tutor me?"
"are you begging Ron?" hermione laughed
"of course not!"
"Well I can't anyway, I've got lots of things to remember in these books" She took out a mess of books and plopped them on the table "I'm sure you can get someone else to tutor you"
"hmmm, someone else?" Ron looks around
"what about me Ron?" said Harry
Ron looked at him then continued his gaze around the room
"someone ELSE to tutor me" he continued
"funny Ron"
"sorry jus' wanted to get back at you for the last name thing" Ron said " as much as you have been with those Dursley's, I'd really prefer someone else without such a horrible muggle experience"
"ok then Ron suit yourself" Harry continued his sandwich as he listened to the Twins continuing their hilarious Hogwarts anthem, Ron pondering and hermione reciting the 12 different uses for dragons bladder.
"Hermione!! Were still eating!!" Ron said turning to look at his food in slight disappointment
As lunch ended, and Harry walked out to the grounds with the Gryffindor to attend Hargid's class, and without him realizing it, he had found something to take his mind off of Professor Trelawney strange prediction, he couldn't wait to see his friend Oliver again, but he couldn't wait to ride his broom again to. As he neared Hargid's hut a large man waved at them from the distance and he could smell the horribly familiar stink of Blast-ended Skrewts.
The invitation
"Oh no" groaned Ron " not again, where is that staircase?"
"This probably the only thing I like about the muggle world," admitted Harry "stair cases that stay"
"Well, we better get a move on or Snape will have our heads"
Harry thought he never had run so fast in his life, except from Dudley and his gang.
"Opp! pardon me"
Harry wondered why he was still thinking about Trelawney prediction, though she was always wrong. Ron crashed into a knight, Harry stumbled over Ron. By the time they got to the dungeons, they could already smell the fowl odor of boiled Spider legs, or at least they thought it was spider.
"you late potter," Snape growled "you to Weasley"
"but professor.. (pant) the staircase (pant) moved on us" Harry protested
"no excuses you two, 10 house points from Gryffindor" Snape Frowned "make that 20, for the 2 of you"
"but that's not fa-" Ron halfway remarked but Harry stepped on his foot "ow"
"what was that Weasley?"
"nothing sir"
"get to your seats, I've had enough of you two trouble makers today"
"ha ha, stupid Gryffin-dorks" malfoay said behind his hand
the Class seemed to take ages, Neville didn't change, he spilled his potion all over Harry's chair, and he stood up in time, it turned the chair a nasty green color before shriveling up, Harry was forced to stand the rest of class. When it was finally over, it was already lunchtime.
"I don't think I can walk any more" Harry said
"never mind you legs Harry, you should be thankful" hermione remarked to both of them "you could have gotten detention, or even worse lose more house points for Gryffindor"
"your impossible hermione" Ron replied
The hall was in its usual chatter when they entered, they sat themselves down and started a conversation about summer. The food appeared and they started eating. In the middle of the meal Madam Hooch appeared behind Harry.
" Hello Mr. Potter" she said, her yellow hawk eyes glinting with excitement "I just wanted to say that the old Quiddich team will be meeting at the Quiddich field for a little party and a bit of Quiddich playing so bring your broom and uniform"
Harry could still remember his first Quidditch match, he was the shortest one on the team, and Oliver the Quidditch captain at the time had somewhat calmed his nerves with a frightful bludger story. Which reminded him,
"old Quidditch team?" Harry thought aloud "that means Oliver right?"
"Of course!" she said plainly as if he was stupid to even ask "he's back from home, and from a bit of Quiddich training and coaching his own little tykes team in his hometown"
"Quiddich players only?" asked Ron
"No, Mr. Weasley you may come to if you want because of your brothers, I do believe they are back for a visit and are lounging around in your common room, everybody that has anyway to do with Quiddich is coming, even the new student referee Miss. Rettop, meet us in the already cleared part of the Quiddich field" She added "don't forget your uniform and broom"
"Rettop?" Hermione questioned "Anna Rettop, she is quite a nice girl, sits next to me in muggle studies class, quite smart to"
"Quite an odd name don't you think? Rettop" said Ron "I don't mean to be rude or anything, it's just that I've never heard that name before"
"well Ron, Weasley isn't to common of a name either" Harry joked
"shut up 'arry" Ron replied "oh speaking of muggle studies, hermione, my grades are going down in the subject, can you tutor me?"
"are you begging Ron?" hermione laughed
"of course not!"
"Well I can't anyway, I've got lots of things to remember in these books" She took out a mess of books and plopped them on the table "I'm sure you can get someone else to tutor you"
"hmmm, someone else?" Ron looks around
"what about me Ron?" said Harry
Ron looked at him then continued his gaze around the room
"someone ELSE to tutor me" he continued
"funny Ron"
"sorry jus' wanted to get back at you for the last name thing" Ron said " as much as you have been with those Dursley's, I'd really prefer someone else without such a horrible muggle experience"
"ok then Ron suit yourself" Harry continued his sandwich as he listened to the Twins continuing their hilarious Hogwarts anthem, Ron pondering and hermione reciting the 12 different uses for dragons bladder.
"Hermione!! Were still eating!!" Ron said turning to look at his food in slight disappointment
As lunch ended, and Harry walked out to the grounds with the Gryffindor to attend Hargid's class, and without him realizing it, he had found something to take his mind off of Professor Trelawney strange prediction, he couldn't wait to see his friend Oliver again, but he couldn't wait to ride his broom again to. As he neared Hargid's hut a large man waved at them from the distance and he could smell the horribly familiar stink of Blast-ended Skrewts.