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Umm...I dunno what to say. Musashi is a good book. =)

Err here's the next chapter.

Chapter Septem

The next day, Ron and Harry got over their disappointment at Malfoy's recovery when they heard the news that Quidditch was being brought back.

During the final game of the 5th year, somebody had sabotaged the Slytherin team's brooms. The age old "If the person responsible does not come forward..." threat was used and the penalty was no Quidditch during the next school year.

For some reason that penalty had been lifted and with it went Harry and Ron's spirits. Immediately after classes there was a meeting held in the Gryffindor common room.

"Unfortunately, last year's graduation robbed us of our whole team...except Harry, Kendo and me. Our much beloved Beaters, Fred and George Weasley, have left us, and our very skilled Chaser, Angelina Johnson has moved on to bigger and better...well, maybe not better...things, along with our captain...what was his name?" Katie Bell, the seventh-year Chaser, asked.

"Ummm...I forgot. He was only with us for a year, anyway." Ron said.

"Yes, well, he has left us for the big, scary world and will be missed too. Okay so we need two tough, strong, Beaters, a fast, energetic Chaser with good eye-hand coordination, a reliable Keeper and one tactful, qualified captain!" she finished. Seamus Finnegan raised his hand.

"I nominate the king of Quidditch, himself, Ronald Weasley for beater!" he shouted. Ron was a bit surprised as people began to clap and grunt their assent. He blushed as he stood up straight.

"All those who second the nomination say aye!" Katie shouted. If there were nay Sayers in the audience, the ayes drowned them out. When the noise died down, Ginny Weasley came forward.

"I nominate myself, second beater...I feel I would do justice to the Weasley and Weasley tradition." she said, the tone of nervousness slightly in her voice.

There were various "Not a bad idea"s and "Aye, aye on that."s and some "She plays Quidditch?"s.

"Any other nominations?" Katie asked. The idea of a "Weasley and Weasley" tradition began to catch on.

"Those who second Ginny?" Katie shouted. There were good amounts of ayes and nays.

"Alright, alright. Raise your hand if you're for Ginny!" she shouted. She counted the hands three times then said

"Ginny Weasley for beater! Twenty-two out of forty votes!" The crowd replied with boos and cheers.

" I nominate the very agile, Seamus Finnigan for chaser! Let's just throw him up there as there's no one faster'n he is..." Seamus' friend, Dean Thomas, shouted.

"Any objections?" Katie asked.

"Nah, we think it's a right spiffy idea." Ron said.

"I nominate Nelson Peck for keeper!" Joel Dyer shouted.

"I nominate myself!" Christopher Jeeter, a third year, shouted.

"And I nominate Tank Fletcher for keeper!" Katie shouted. The room filled with the buzzing of controversial conversation.

"Alright, the three nominees, up front!" Harry shouted and the three came up. "Joel, why would Peck make a good keeper?" Harry asked.

"I've seen him play as keeper before and he did a mighty fine job." Joel said.

"Anybody else got somethin' to say?" Harry asked. Nobody answered. "Jeeter, state your case." he continued.

"I think good eye-hand coordination is more important in a keeper than a chaser, you see, and if I got anything I got that. There's a muggle game called Hockey and I been playin' goalie on my neighborhood team since way back as I can remember.

Goalies do the same thing that keepers do...but much harder...I mean we gotta stop this little tiny thing called a puck, 'bout yay big, and plus I'm always playin' video games which also helps in the stimulatin' and articulatin' of eye-hand coordination." Jeeter said honestly, showing the crowd the approximate size of a puck with his fingers.

"Katie, why would Tank make a good keeper?" Harry asked.

"Well, he's huge! What are you, Tank? 6"8? Three-hundred forty pounds?" Katie asked. Tank grunted.

"He's so wide and so tall that if the opposing team's chasers attempted to get the quaffle through our posts, it'd just hit some part of Tank. An' all he'll have to do is move slightly...or maybe not even. I played Quidditch all my life and I think I know player potential when I see it." she said.

"A'right, those for Peck!" Harry shouted. Nobody really said anything. "What is that? You gotta raise your hand or something!" Harry shouted. The crowd slowly became one voice that said "Nay!"

"Those for Jeeter, raise your hands!" Harry shouted. He and Katie counted the hands three times each.

"Twenty out of forty! Once again, those for Jeeter, please raise your hands!" Harry shouted. Again he and Katie counted the hands multiple times. The tally remained the same.

"Since it's a tie we will decide who'll be the keeper at our first practice. Umm...the time for our first practice will be decided later." Katie said.

"I NOMINATE HARRY POTTER FOR CAPTAIN!" Ron shouted. The crowd replied with oohs and ahhs.

" I nominate Katie Bell!" Lavender Brown shouted. Then the crowd became really ornery.

"Katie has been on the team for seven years now. On top of that she's on her neighborhood Quidditch team. She plays all year round! You cannot doubt that she is a Quidditch genius, always watching the games, always taking her job as chaser seriously. She's been around the Quidditch field and she can teach us all a thing or two!" Lavender shouted. The crowd applauded.

Ron pulled the table that was usually by the window more or less to the middle of the room then jumped up on it.

"Harry Potter is a man of honor! Harry Potter is a man with skill. Skill, I tell you. Back in '97, when he was a mere first year, the Gryffindor team was in dire straits. Gryffindor had not won the Cup for a generation until this boy became seeker.

Year after year after year...Slytherin won the cup...until this man became seeker. He ain't big, he ain't buff, he ain't diesel, but damn, can he play quidditch! And that's not all!'

Ron waited for the cheers to die down.

'That, my friends, is not all! When it comes to tactfulness...this man could be a general if you ask me! Man, do you know how much sneaking around this kid does? Umm...I mean when he's doin'...stuff he shouldn't be doin' and a teacher comes by...he always finds a way out!

I mean, I been with him on many such occasions and I never would have dreamed some of the stuff this guy comes up with. Genius, I tell you. Sheer genius. I have spoken." with that Ron stepped down.

The room fell silent, until Colin Creevy screamed "Three cheers for captain Harry!" Then everyone began clapping and shouting their support for Harry and they picked him up on their shoulders out of the common room and marched around the great hall cheering.

Everyone was so excited they decided they would skip dinner and hold their first practice, even though the first game wasn't until December. The practice went well. Much to the Gryffindor crowd's surprise, (even though they voted for her) Ginny Weasley made a fine beater.

Skilled as he was, poor Christopher Jeeter was not chosen for keeper. It was just impossible to get anything past the humongous Tank Fletcher. As they were heading up to Gyffindor tower, Harry stopped Ron.

"I really appreciate what you did for me back there, Ron! That speech was amazing! They probably wouldna have even considered me if it wasn't for you!" he said.

"Ah, I thought you were the man for the job, spud. I meant what I said, too. But, am I surprised at Ginny! Being a Weasley an' all I guess the love for Quidditch is in the blood, but I never knew she was any good at it. Maybe it's because every time I've played with her she's been chaser. She blows as chaser." They entered the tower and called it a night.