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Harry Potter and the year of training
Chapter 14
Harry woke up early the next morning to find the sun shining in his face. He got up and had a shower.
After that he went to make some breakfast, there wasn't anyone else up so when he was done he there still wasn't anyone up so he got his Firebolt 2 out and started to polish it.
When he was done his parents and friends were up.
"Dad who is doing the commentating?" asked Harry.
"I am," he said.
"Ok, but what about the other languages, they wouldn't be able to understand you would they?"
"There's a spell you can do to translate what your saying to peoples most common language," he said simply.
"Ok,"
After breakfast Harry and the team went to the practise rooms for the teams at the Quiditich pitch. They were very comfterble with leather seats.
It was like a small feast there was food all the time. Lamb, Chicken, potatoes, mashed potatoes, Vegetables. the list just kept on going. They still had an hour until the match. The coach had been going around every player and talking about what they have to do when he finally came to Harry.
"Potter, seeing as this your first time playing professionally I don't want you to loss your head or your glasses. So keep a cool head play like you do at practise and do a spell to make your glasses impossible to come of, and maybe an unbreakable charm as well. That's it just relax and get ready for the match," he said.
"You got of easy," said small.
Harry laughed. Out of all the players that he liked, he liked small the best. She was kind, friendly, funny and really good at playing chaser.
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Harry and his team were standing at the entrance waiting to be called out by his father, Harry was SO nervous.
"Good luck Potter, and remember catch that snitch before rocky does," said the captain, Armstrong.
Harry just nodded he thought if he opened his mouth that nothing would come out except his breakfast.
His father had just calling out the other team players, "And now may I introduce the English team players, the excellent chasers Armstrong, Small and Johnson," cheers were heard as the chasers flue on.
"The Beaters Jamison and Jamison," the crowed cheers again.
"The beautiful Riches," [an/ Riches is a Girl encase your wondering.]
"And the youngest player to play international in a century, I give you Potter," If the crowd was cheering before it was nothing compared to what was happing now. When Harry flew out he nearly got nocked of his broom from the sound.
The captains shook hands, and then the teams did against the other players. When Harry came up to Rocky he smiled, but Rocky just glared and when he shock hand he obviously tried to break Harry hand. Harry glared and squeezed his hand back just as hard as Rocky did.
Harry flew back to the ground after that and waited for the whistle to be blown by the Referee.
Ounce everyone was in place the game started.
"And Armstrong grabs the Quaffle, passes to Small, Johnson, back to Armstrong, Small, Johnson, Armstrong small, Armstrong, Armstrong, Armstrong scores 10 to nothing England,"
Harry was flying around the pitch looking for the snitch; Rocky gladly wasn't going to mark him. But then he saw it. Right behind Rocky. But if he went for it Rocky would surly catch on and then catch it.
So Harry did a Wronski feint, He fell for it. An inch from the ground he pulled up. But Rocky kept on going right into the ground.
"Ouch that has to hurt one in pain and in ego, think of it beaten by a 15 year old kid, shish," said James.
Harry mean while was looking for the snitch again it had disappeared. The game kept on going until it was 150 to 10, and Harry saw the snitch, it was near England goal post.
He speed after it. Rocky on his tail. There was suddenly a Bludger coming right for his face. Harry ducked and it hit Rocky right in the face giving him a blood nose. Another came and Harry flew over it. It slammed into Rockys stomach winding him and nocking him of the broom.
Rocky fell in a blur of robes and blood but Harry didn't see this because he was still chasing the snitch. He was 5 foot from catching it then a bludger came Harry quickly stood on his broom and jumped it. Landing he was now 4 feet away. He wasn't gaining any thing so Harry Jumped and caught it. As he flew through the air Jamison caught him, and the other Jamison caught his broom.
"You did it Harry that was some bloody good caught, four feet while flying is bloody brilliant,"
Harry Jumped on his own broom and raised the snitch. The noise that was coming from the crowd was defining. The rest of the team came over now and lifted him on there shoulders and took him to the top box were the coach and everyone was there.
"May I present the winners, England," James said while beaming at Harry.
After the cheering went on for a bit The English team went for a victory lap.
After about an hour of shaking hands, back slaps and Kisses Harry finally got to go back to English team Apartment. The party had gone on for about 6 hours. Ron had been smart enough to record the catch with his omnioculars. And Harry had to admit it look good.
Everyone was proud of Harry. Even Elizabeth even no she didn't know what was happening, she still was laughing and Smiling whenever Harry came near her.
When the rest of the team left except for the coach he came up to him, "I think from today's performance we should give you a raise," he said.
"Raise?" asked Harry, "You mean Money?"
"Of course,"
"I didn't know you got paid for playing Quiditich, I thought that you did it for the fun of it," said Harry earnestly.
"Well you do, but do you want to know how much you get paid?"
"Sure"
"Well each game you were going to get paid 500 gallons a games but I think you disserve more, lets see. I say 700 gallons a game, but if we get in the finals its 1000 gallons for a loss each player and 2000 gallons a win," he said.
"WHAT!, 700 gallons?"
"Sure, but when you get older you get paid more because you might need to pay for family and such," he said simply, "But you don't get a knut until after the world cup,"
With that he left. "What's wrong Harry," said Ginny coming into the room.
"Um just how much I'm getting paid for playing for England,"
"How much?"
"700 a game,"
"700!!!, your so lucky,"
"But I thought you played for the fun and didn't bother about money, just the glory being enough,"
"Did you, I know but I never new how much it was,"
"But that's not all if we get in the finals we get 1000 gallons for a LOSS and guess how much for a win," he said looking at her.
"How?"
"2000!!! Gallons,"
"Now I know why some want to win so much," said Ginny.
"But just think if England won the World cup, that would be 10400 Gallon's,"
"I never knew there was that much money in the game,"
"Same, I think I'm going to go to bed,"
With that he got up kissed Ginny and went to bed.
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The next month and a half went passed quicker than Harry Remembered. England had won every game so far, They had two games left, but Harry wasn't thinking about tomorrow and the semi final, because It was his Birthday.
"Come on Harry were going to see the Weasley New house come on," said Harry's Mother.
"Coming," said Harry "Mum why do I have to were dress Robes? It's just the Weasleys,"
"Well because he's the minister,"
"So,"
"Come on were going to be late,"
"Ok,"
Harry and Lily Apparated to the Weasleys new house. When Harry got there he looked around at the garden. It was beautiful, the grass nicely cut a hedge fence, and the gates were made of metal. The house was actually quite small, it was made out of stone, and there were plants around the outside of the house. There were four floors obviously. When Harry went to the Door he opened it to a very dark room.
"Hello?" he said to see if anyone was there.
"Surprise!!!,"
End of Chapter.
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Harry Potter and the year of training
Chapter 14
Harry woke up early the next morning to find the sun shining in his face. He got up and had a shower.
After that he went to make some breakfast, there wasn't anyone else up so when he was done he there still wasn't anyone up so he got his Firebolt 2 out and started to polish it.
When he was done his parents and friends were up.
"Dad who is doing the commentating?" asked Harry.
"I am," he said.
"Ok, but what about the other languages, they wouldn't be able to understand you would they?"
"There's a spell you can do to translate what your saying to peoples most common language," he said simply.
"Ok,"
After breakfast Harry and the team went to the practise rooms for the teams at the Quiditich pitch. They were very comfterble with leather seats.
It was like a small feast there was food all the time. Lamb, Chicken, potatoes, mashed potatoes, Vegetables. the list just kept on going. They still had an hour until the match. The coach had been going around every player and talking about what they have to do when he finally came to Harry.
"Potter, seeing as this your first time playing professionally I don't want you to loss your head or your glasses. So keep a cool head play like you do at practise and do a spell to make your glasses impossible to come of, and maybe an unbreakable charm as well. That's it just relax and get ready for the match," he said.
"You got of easy," said small.
Harry laughed. Out of all the players that he liked, he liked small the best. She was kind, friendly, funny and really good at playing chaser.
----------
Harry and his team were standing at the entrance waiting to be called out by his father, Harry was SO nervous.
"Good luck Potter, and remember catch that snitch before rocky does," said the captain, Armstrong.
Harry just nodded he thought if he opened his mouth that nothing would come out except his breakfast.
His father had just calling out the other team players, "And now may I introduce the English team players, the excellent chasers Armstrong, Small and Johnson," cheers were heard as the chasers flue on.
"The Beaters Jamison and Jamison," the crowed cheers again.
"The beautiful Riches," [an/ Riches is a Girl encase your wondering.]
"And the youngest player to play international in a century, I give you Potter," If the crowd was cheering before it was nothing compared to what was happing now. When Harry flew out he nearly got nocked of his broom from the sound.
The captains shook hands, and then the teams did against the other players. When Harry came up to Rocky he smiled, but Rocky just glared and when he shock hand he obviously tried to break Harry hand. Harry glared and squeezed his hand back just as hard as Rocky did.
Harry flew back to the ground after that and waited for the whistle to be blown by the Referee.
Ounce everyone was in place the game started.
"And Armstrong grabs the Quaffle, passes to Small, Johnson, back to Armstrong, Small, Johnson, Armstrong small, Armstrong, Armstrong, Armstrong scores 10 to nothing England,"
Harry was flying around the pitch looking for the snitch; Rocky gladly wasn't going to mark him. But then he saw it. Right behind Rocky. But if he went for it Rocky would surly catch on and then catch it.
So Harry did a Wronski feint, He fell for it. An inch from the ground he pulled up. But Rocky kept on going right into the ground.
"Ouch that has to hurt one in pain and in ego, think of it beaten by a 15 year old kid, shish," said James.
Harry mean while was looking for the snitch again it had disappeared. The game kept on going until it was 150 to 10, and Harry saw the snitch, it was near England goal post.
He speed after it. Rocky on his tail. There was suddenly a Bludger coming right for his face. Harry ducked and it hit Rocky right in the face giving him a blood nose. Another came and Harry flew over it. It slammed into Rockys stomach winding him and nocking him of the broom.
Rocky fell in a blur of robes and blood but Harry didn't see this because he was still chasing the snitch. He was 5 foot from catching it then a bludger came Harry quickly stood on his broom and jumped it. Landing he was now 4 feet away. He wasn't gaining any thing so Harry Jumped and caught it. As he flew through the air Jamison caught him, and the other Jamison caught his broom.
"You did it Harry that was some bloody good caught, four feet while flying is bloody brilliant,"
Harry Jumped on his own broom and raised the snitch. The noise that was coming from the crowd was defining. The rest of the team came over now and lifted him on there shoulders and took him to the top box were the coach and everyone was there.
"May I present the winners, England," James said while beaming at Harry.
After the cheering went on for a bit The English team went for a victory lap.
After about an hour of shaking hands, back slaps and Kisses Harry finally got to go back to English team Apartment. The party had gone on for about 6 hours. Ron had been smart enough to record the catch with his omnioculars. And Harry had to admit it look good.
Everyone was proud of Harry. Even Elizabeth even no she didn't know what was happening, she still was laughing and Smiling whenever Harry came near her.
When the rest of the team left except for the coach he came up to him, "I think from today's performance we should give you a raise," he said.
"Raise?" asked Harry, "You mean Money?"
"Of course,"
"I didn't know you got paid for playing Quiditich, I thought that you did it for the fun of it," said Harry earnestly.
"Well you do, but do you want to know how much you get paid?"
"Sure"
"Well each game you were going to get paid 500 gallons a games but I think you disserve more, lets see. I say 700 gallons a game, but if we get in the finals its 1000 gallons for a loss each player and 2000 gallons a win," he said.
"WHAT!, 700 gallons?"
"Sure, but when you get older you get paid more because you might need to pay for family and such," he said simply, "But you don't get a knut until after the world cup,"
With that he left. "What's wrong Harry," said Ginny coming into the room.
"Um just how much I'm getting paid for playing for England,"
"How much?"
"700 a game,"
"700!!!, your so lucky,"
"But I thought you played for the fun and didn't bother about money, just the glory being enough,"
"Did you, I know but I never new how much it was,"
"But that's not all if we get in the finals we get 1000 gallons for a LOSS and guess how much for a win," he said looking at her.
"How?"
"2000!!! Gallons,"
"Now I know why some want to win so much," said Ginny.
"But just think if England won the World cup, that would be 10400 Gallon's,"
"I never knew there was that much money in the game,"
"Same, I think I'm going to go to bed,"
With that he got up kissed Ginny and went to bed.
----------
The next month and a half went passed quicker than Harry Remembered. England had won every game so far, They had two games left, but Harry wasn't thinking about tomorrow and the semi final, because It was his Birthday.
"Come on Harry were going to see the Weasley New house come on," said Harry's Mother.
"Coming," said Harry "Mum why do I have to were dress Robes? It's just the Weasleys,"
"Well because he's the minister,"
"So,"
"Come on were going to be late,"
"Ok,"
Harry and Lily Apparated to the Weasleys new house. When Harry got there he looked around at the garden. It was beautiful, the grass nicely cut a hedge fence, and the gates were made of metal. The house was actually quite small, it was made out of stone, and there were plants around the outside of the house. There were four floors obviously. When Harry went to the Door he opened it to a very dark room.
"Hello?" he said to see if anyone was there.
"Surprise!!!,"
End of Chapter.
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