~*~TO THE ENDS OF TIME*~
Chapter Five - Quitchs and Snafulles
A/N- All I can say is wow, and thank you guys. As you know, I haven't been working on this story for a very very very long time so that I could focus on Green Eyes (the quasi-prequl to this fic). Well, Green Eyes is far from finished, but I have been so suprised by the amount of reviews I have gotten urging me to continue the story. So I have been skipping meals and homework so that I can come down to the computer and completly revise and update this story. It has so much potential, and I don't feel like neglecting it any longer. The only thing is, many things in the earlier chapters have been elaborated more and edited, and it would be a very good thing if you read chapters one through four again (that is, if you started reading this story BEFORE 11/10/02!!) I'm sorry for the inconvienence this may have caused you, and I hope you keep reading this story, because from now on work on this story in not suspended! YAY! Alright, back to the show.
"Hey, give that back, that's my quaffle!" yelled a pretty, tall girl, with auburn hair down to her waist that fell in perfect waves. She seemed to be fighting with a medium height, skinny boy with messy black hair over some kind of red and gold ball.
"No, don't you remember, Sirius gave me the red quaffle and you the blue one that Malfoy threw into the forest when you were trying to prove how wonderful at quidditch you are!" yelled the black-haired boy, trying to pull the quaffle away from the girl.
"No, that was you that tried to prove to Malfoy how great you are! Stick to being a seaker, loser!" exclaimed the girl. The boy got a mad look on his face.
"It's my quaffle and you know it!" yelled the boy, and the two began to have a tug-of-war over the ball, which by now Hermione could guess was called a quaffle. She stood in the hall of the living room, feeling akward and out of place, and the boy and girl were too busy fighting to notice that she was there.
"So they're busy engaging in sibling bonding rituals now aren't they," asked a voice from behind her. Hermione looked around and noticed a man with black hair, a strond muscular build and a wonderful smile looking at her. "I'm Sirius by the way, Sirius Black. I'm around here all the time, you'll get used to it," explained Sirius. He then took out his wand and did a charm that Hermione recognized as the repelling charm. Instantly the boy and girl seperated and looked over at Sirius.
"Sirius, didn't you give me the red quaffle?" asked they boy.
"It's mine and you know it!" shouted the girl. Sirius laughed, summoned the quaffle to him and then it vanished with a wave of his wand. After the boy and girl got over the initial shock of seeing the quaffle vanish, the boy realized that she was standing there.
"Hey, who are you?" he asked.
"I'm Hermione Granger, and you're rude," said Hermione. The girl smiled at her.
"I'm Leah, and you have my brother just right. This is Harry, he stole my quaffle," said Leah, stepping towards Hermione and shaking her hand. Harry seemed mad, he pushed her out of the way and started to shake Hermione's hand.
"I'm sorry, I meant that in the most non-rude way possible. But now I remember, you're the one that's gonna be staying here for awhile. Pleased to meet you. And I didn't steal the quaffle, she was trying to play horse on the quidditch field outside when Malfoy unleashed all of the balls and one of the bludgers hit her, which caused her to throw the ball over the fence and into the forest. And what's more, she had time to hit the other bludger back at Malfoy, he let out the snitch and it took me an hour to find it. And I'm a good seaker!" explained Harry. Hermione had no idea what he was talking about.
"I'm sorry Harry, but I have no idea what you are talking about," said Hermione. Harry and Leah both got shocked expressions on their faces.
"You don't know what we're talking about?" asked Leah, at the same time that Harry said, "You don't know what quidditch is?" Hermione shook her head no.
"Oh. My. Goodness! It is the best sport in the world. Come with us and Leah and I will teach you!" said Harry. Leah nodded, seeming to have forgotten about the whole ball incident.
"Yeah, it will be fun! You can't survive if you don't know how to play quidditch! Let's go, we'll teach you all the rules on the way down there!" exclaimed Leah, and the three kids raced out of the house and onto the quidditch field.
"Ok, this red ball is a quaffle," said Harry, taking out the house set of quidditch balls. Hermione nodded. "The black ones are bludgers and the gold one is a snitch. Do you get it so far?"
"So we have bludgers, a quitch and a snaffule," said Hermione seriously. Harry and Leah laughed at her.
"This is gonna be a long day!" said Harry.
***
"Where are the kids?" asked James Potter as he sat down in his favorite armchair. Even though it was still summer, a fire was glowing in the spacious living room, charmed to cool the house off instead of warming it up. Lily glanced up from her reading and smiled at him.
"Harry and Leah are in the backyard teaching the new girl, Hermione I think, to play quidditch," she said.
"And Carson and Tiffany?" asked James.
"Remus took them to some exhibit on witch burnings in Hogsmede," replied Lily with a yawn.
"What about Luke?" enquired James.
"He has karate," said Lily. She hadn't wanted her children to grow up without any knowledge of the muggle world, so they had all done something with muggle children. Harry had learned the guitar, Carson played baseball, Tiffany was an "actress" (she had appeared as Dorthy in a presentation of The Wizard of Oz) and Leah had been in gymnastics. James smirked.
"So we're here all alone?" he asked.
"I think Sirius may be around here somewhere," said Lily. Just at that second, Sirius came through the door to the living room.
"Hey guys. Kids are all gone, looks like it's just the three of us!" he exclaimed as he sat down on the loveseat opposite Lily. "You know, with the kids leaving and everything, it kinda reminds me of the good old days," he added in a more serious tone.
"You know, it's weird. We've been out of school since, well, almost forever, and I still don't feel much older than when we graduated. Do you remember after we left Hogwarts, when we went to Paris and Rome and all those other beautiful places?" asked Lily, a glazed over look on her face as she reminiced.
"And how we hid out in our secret classroom?" added James.
"And all the late night talks and manicures and pillow fights," added Sirius in a happy, sarcastic sort of tone.
"And the quidditch games," said Lily.
"And those days when we would sit by the lake and just talk until the sun went down," said Sirius. Lily, James and Sirius sighed at the same time, and then could not stop laughing about the synchronized sigh. Sirius threw one of the purple throw pillows that Lily had on the couch at James, and before they knew it there were pillows flying everywhere, making the living room a scene of frenzied chaos. When things quieted down, Lily started to speak again.
"I miss those days so much," said Lily, almost to the point of crying. James sat her down on the rug in front of the fireplace and put an arm around her.
"So do I, but we have great times here too. And they're not the only ones that get to go back to Hogwarts, we're going too!" said James, trying to comfort his wife, but at the mention of Hogwarts Lily started crying even more.
"I'm not going to be able to go back to Hogwarts this year," Lily said between sobs. Boths Sirius and James' eyes widened.
"What do you mean you're not going back?" asked James.
"The ministry took me out of my job at Hogwarts so that I can work against Voldemort. I can't go back to Hogwarts this year," explained Lily.
"They what? On who's orders? I'm sure I could find someone else to work that job and you can go back to Hogwarts," said James. Lily shook her head no.
"James, this is more important. Experimental potions was never a class before, and it's not very important. I need to help the ministry, I can't just run from my problems," said Lily. James sighed.
"I know. It's just that you're my wife, and I love you. I don't want you to put yourself at risk because I can't lose you," said James. Sirius had been observing the whole thing quietly, and now he decided to cut in.
"I think what Lily is trying to say is that she can do this by herself. You need to let her do it," said Sirius. James never ceased to be amazed by his completly crazy, yet brilliant, best friend.
"I guess you're right," said James with a sigh. He then turned to Lily, "Just promise me you won't hurt yourself, ok?" Lily just looked at him, pain in her eyes.
"I can't promise that James. I can't promise," she said. Then she laid her head on his shoulder and cried.
***
"Gosh, I'm tired. Let's go inside and get something to drink," Ron heard Leah say as he walked out to the Potter's quidditch pitch. Harry and Leah were still in the air, along with some girl that Ron hadn't seen before. He assumed that she must be one of Leah's friends.
"Hey Harry, are you up for hanging out at my house?" asked Ron as the three kids started to come back down to the ground.
"Yeah, that sounds great!" exclaimed Harry, eager to spend some time with his best friend.
"Cool. Hey Leah who's your friend?" asked Ron.
"This is Hermione Granger. Hermione, this is Ron," said Leah. They had just landed, and Ron was shocked at how beautiful Hermione was. Her light brown hair was long and straight, falling down to her waist, and she had a perfect smile. Ron had just begun to fancy Hermione, but then she started talking.
"Hello there. I guess you are going to Hogwarts too this year? Are you a first year? I do hope I do well, I've memorized the course books already but I still feel so behind. What about you?" asked Hermione. Ron hadn't even looked at his school books, he had a lot of better things to do with his time. Then he remembered a spell that his brothers had told him that morning.
"I know a spell to turn something yellow. Here Harry, hand me your quaffle," said Ron. He pulled his new magic wand out of his pocket and took the quaffle into his hands. "Sunshine, daisies, buttermellow, turn this stupid quaffle yellow!" said Ron. Nothing happened. He waved the wand a few times, and a blast of purple flames was emitted from the end.
"Well that's not a very good spell now is it? I've only tried a few spells, but they've all worked for me. Well, we really better get going. Good bye!" said Hermione as she and Leah walked into the house.
"I don't like her," said Ron. "She's a nosy know it all."
"Yeah. I hope she becomes a hufflepuff," said Harry. Then the two of them raced to Ron's house.
Disclaimer- I don't own anything, except a toothpick and the plot. Everything Harry Potter belongs to J.K.R. You could sue me for my toothpick, but I don't really think you want it that badly...
Chapter Five - Quitchs and Snafulles
A/N- All I can say is wow, and thank you guys. As you know, I haven't been working on this story for a very very very long time so that I could focus on Green Eyes (the quasi-prequl to this fic). Well, Green Eyes is far from finished, but I have been so suprised by the amount of reviews I have gotten urging me to continue the story. So I have been skipping meals and homework so that I can come down to the computer and completly revise and update this story. It has so much potential, and I don't feel like neglecting it any longer. The only thing is, many things in the earlier chapters have been elaborated more and edited, and it would be a very good thing if you read chapters one through four again (that is, if you started reading this story BEFORE 11/10/02!!) I'm sorry for the inconvienence this may have caused you, and I hope you keep reading this story, because from now on work on this story in not suspended! YAY! Alright, back to the show.
"Hey, give that back, that's my quaffle!" yelled a pretty, tall girl, with auburn hair down to her waist that fell in perfect waves. She seemed to be fighting with a medium height, skinny boy with messy black hair over some kind of red and gold ball.
"No, don't you remember, Sirius gave me the red quaffle and you the blue one that Malfoy threw into the forest when you were trying to prove how wonderful at quidditch you are!" yelled the black-haired boy, trying to pull the quaffle away from the girl.
"No, that was you that tried to prove to Malfoy how great you are! Stick to being a seaker, loser!" exclaimed the girl. The boy got a mad look on his face.
"It's my quaffle and you know it!" yelled the boy, and the two began to have a tug-of-war over the ball, which by now Hermione could guess was called a quaffle. She stood in the hall of the living room, feeling akward and out of place, and the boy and girl were too busy fighting to notice that she was there.
"So they're busy engaging in sibling bonding rituals now aren't they," asked a voice from behind her. Hermione looked around and noticed a man with black hair, a strond muscular build and a wonderful smile looking at her. "I'm Sirius by the way, Sirius Black. I'm around here all the time, you'll get used to it," explained Sirius. He then took out his wand and did a charm that Hermione recognized as the repelling charm. Instantly the boy and girl seperated and looked over at Sirius.
"Sirius, didn't you give me the red quaffle?" asked they boy.
"It's mine and you know it!" shouted the girl. Sirius laughed, summoned the quaffle to him and then it vanished with a wave of his wand. After the boy and girl got over the initial shock of seeing the quaffle vanish, the boy realized that she was standing there.
"Hey, who are you?" he asked.
"I'm Hermione Granger, and you're rude," said Hermione. The girl smiled at her.
"I'm Leah, and you have my brother just right. This is Harry, he stole my quaffle," said Leah, stepping towards Hermione and shaking her hand. Harry seemed mad, he pushed her out of the way and started to shake Hermione's hand.
"I'm sorry, I meant that in the most non-rude way possible. But now I remember, you're the one that's gonna be staying here for awhile. Pleased to meet you. And I didn't steal the quaffle, she was trying to play horse on the quidditch field outside when Malfoy unleashed all of the balls and one of the bludgers hit her, which caused her to throw the ball over the fence and into the forest. And what's more, she had time to hit the other bludger back at Malfoy, he let out the snitch and it took me an hour to find it. And I'm a good seaker!" explained Harry. Hermione had no idea what he was talking about.
"I'm sorry Harry, but I have no idea what you are talking about," said Hermione. Harry and Leah both got shocked expressions on their faces.
"You don't know what we're talking about?" asked Leah, at the same time that Harry said, "You don't know what quidditch is?" Hermione shook her head no.
"Oh. My. Goodness! It is the best sport in the world. Come with us and Leah and I will teach you!" said Harry. Leah nodded, seeming to have forgotten about the whole ball incident.
"Yeah, it will be fun! You can't survive if you don't know how to play quidditch! Let's go, we'll teach you all the rules on the way down there!" exclaimed Leah, and the three kids raced out of the house and onto the quidditch field.
"Ok, this red ball is a quaffle," said Harry, taking out the house set of quidditch balls. Hermione nodded. "The black ones are bludgers and the gold one is a snitch. Do you get it so far?"
"So we have bludgers, a quitch and a snaffule," said Hermione seriously. Harry and Leah laughed at her.
"This is gonna be a long day!" said Harry.
***
"Where are the kids?" asked James Potter as he sat down in his favorite armchair. Even though it was still summer, a fire was glowing in the spacious living room, charmed to cool the house off instead of warming it up. Lily glanced up from her reading and smiled at him.
"Harry and Leah are in the backyard teaching the new girl, Hermione I think, to play quidditch," she said.
"And Carson and Tiffany?" asked James.
"Remus took them to some exhibit on witch burnings in Hogsmede," replied Lily with a yawn.
"What about Luke?" enquired James.
"He has karate," said Lily. She hadn't wanted her children to grow up without any knowledge of the muggle world, so they had all done something with muggle children. Harry had learned the guitar, Carson played baseball, Tiffany was an "actress" (she had appeared as Dorthy in a presentation of The Wizard of Oz) and Leah had been in gymnastics. James smirked.
"So we're here all alone?" he asked.
"I think Sirius may be around here somewhere," said Lily. Just at that second, Sirius came through the door to the living room.
"Hey guys. Kids are all gone, looks like it's just the three of us!" he exclaimed as he sat down on the loveseat opposite Lily. "You know, with the kids leaving and everything, it kinda reminds me of the good old days," he added in a more serious tone.
"You know, it's weird. We've been out of school since, well, almost forever, and I still don't feel much older than when we graduated. Do you remember after we left Hogwarts, when we went to Paris and Rome and all those other beautiful places?" asked Lily, a glazed over look on her face as she reminiced.
"And how we hid out in our secret classroom?" added James.
"And all the late night talks and manicures and pillow fights," added Sirius in a happy, sarcastic sort of tone.
"And the quidditch games," said Lily.
"And those days when we would sit by the lake and just talk until the sun went down," said Sirius. Lily, James and Sirius sighed at the same time, and then could not stop laughing about the synchronized sigh. Sirius threw one of the purple throw pillows that Lily had on the couch at James, and before they knew it there were pillows flying everywhere, making the living room a scene of frenzied chaos. When things quieted down, Lily started to speak again.
"I miss those days so much," said Lily, almost to the point of crying. James sat her down on the rug in front of the fireplace and put an arm around her.
"So do I, but we have great times here too. And they're not the only ones that get to go back to Hogwarts, we're going too!" said James, trying to comfort his wife, but at the mention of Hogwarts Lily started crying even more.
"I'm not going to be able to go back to Hogwarts this year," Lily said between sobs. Boths Sirius and James' eyes widened.
"What do you mean you're not going back?" asked James.
"The ministry took me out of my job at Hogwarts so that I can work against Voldemort. I can't go back to Hogwarts this year," explained Lily.
"They what? On who's orders? I'm sure I could find someone else to work that job and you can go back to Hogwarts," said James. Lily shook her head no.
"James, this is more important. Experimental potions was never a class before, and it's not very important. I need to help the ministry, I can't just run from my problems," said Lily. James sighed.
"I know. It's just that you're my wife, and I love you. I don't want you to put yourself at risk because I can't lose you," said James. Sirius had been observing the whole thing quietly, and now he decided to cut in.
"I think what Lily is trying to say is that she can do this by herself. You need to let her do it," said Sirius. James never ceased to be amazed by his completly crazy, yet brilliant, best friend.
"I guess you're right," said James with a sigh. He then turned to Lily, "Just promise me you won't hurt yourself, ok?" Lily just looked at him, pain in her eyes.
"I can't promise that James. I can't promise," she said. Then she laid her head on his shoulder and cried.
***
"Gosh, I'm tired. Let's go inside and get something to drink," Ron heard Leah say as he walked out to the Potter's quidditch pitch. Harry and Leah were still in the air, along with some girl that Ron hadn't seen before. He assumed that she must be one of Leah's friends.
"Hey Harry, are you up for hanging out at my house?" asked Ron as the three kids started to come back down to the ground.
"Yeah, that sounds great!" exclaimed Harry, eager to spend some time with his best friend.
"Cool. Hey Leah who's your friend?" asked Ron.
"This is Hermione Granger. Hermione, this is Ron," said Leah. They had just landed, and Ron was shocked at how beautiful Hermione was. Her light brown hair was long and straight, falling down to her waist, and she had a perfect smile. Ron had just begun to fancy Hermione, but then she started talking.
"Hello there. I guess you are going to Hogwarts too this year? Are you a first year? I do hope I do well, I've memorized the course books already but I still feel so behind. What about you?" asked Hermione. Ron hadn't even looked at his school books, he had a lot of better things to do with his time. Then he remembered a spell that his brothers had told him that morning.
"I know a spell to turn something yellow. Here Harry, hand me your quaffle," said Ron. He pulled his new magic wand out of his pocket and took the quaffle into his hands. "Sunshine, daisies, buttermellow, turn this stupid quaffle yellow!" said Ron. Nothing happened. He waved the wand a few times, and a blast of purple flames was emitted from the end.
"Well that's not a very good spell now is it? I've only tried a few spells, but they've all worked for me. Well, we really better get going. Good bye!" said Hermione as she and Leah walked into the house.
"I don't like her," said Ron. "She's a nosy know it all."
"Yeah. I hope she becomes a hufflepuff," said Harry. Then the two of them raced to Ron's house.
Disclaimer- I don't own anything, except a toothpick and the plot. Everything Harry Potter belongs to J.K.R. You could sue me for my toothpick, but I don't really think you want it that badly...