Chapter 2: In Which Quidditch is spoken of a lot
Ryly couldn't resist the small gasp that left her lips as she gazed upon the Castle for the first time. "I didn't expect it to be so big.."
"Yeah, that's what everyone says," supplied George.
"If you think it looks big on the outside, wait till you see all of the secret passages." Smirked Fred as he watched her face go pale.
"Hey! Fred, George! I have new game plans that will win us the Quidditch Cup for sure this year!" called a very excited 7th year, none other than Oliver Wood. "So, are you ready to start practice tomorrow? We must train harder than ever after all.." He trailed off as his gaze finally fell onto Ryly. "Who are you?"
Grinning, Fred responded, "This is Ryly. She's an exchange student from Ireland. Full Moon's House of Magic."
"Blood Moon's." corrected George.
"Right, that's what I said."
"No you said Full Moon's."
"I most certainly did not!"
"Knock it off, guys." Interrupted Oliver before the fight could turn into an all out war.
Ryly giggled and said, "So you must be Oliver."
"How'd you know that?" asked Wood suspiciously.
"Fred and George told me. So you're a Quidditch Captain?" she asked.
"Yes. Since 3rd year."
"Excellent! I've been waiting for a Captain to share plays with! You ever hear of the Dopplebeater Defense?"
"Yeah, I've been trying for ages to get these two," he said gesturing to Fred and George "To try it."
"I had to get my beaters to practice that move for a while.." Ryly and Wood talked about Quidditch the entire ride.
"We've lost her to the jaws of Doom," sighed George.
"Either that or she was already there," muttered Fred as Ryly started to describe, in detail, the major points of the Nimbus 2001.
They climbed off the carriage and entered the Castle.
"Wow." Breathed Ryly, breaking off from her long stream of Quidditch talk to stare in awe at the sheer enormity of the Hogwarts Entrance Hall.
"Come with me, Miss Wulfe." Said a very stern woman, who was wearing her graying hair in a tight bun.
As she walked off, she turned and mouthed the words 'See ya' to Fred, George, and Oliver.
"She's really great! Did you know that she's been to 3 Quidditch World Cup Games, has a Nimbus 2001, AND is Captain of her Quidditch team in Ireland?" exclaimed Wood.
"What do you know? You meet a gorgeous woman, and she's a Quidditch Fanatic, like Wood. Oh the unfairness of it!" growled George.
The Sorting Hat was placed on its usually stool and placed Green, Seth into Hufflepuff.
"I think I like her." Exclaimed Wood.
"Yeah you and the rest of the male populace," snickered Fred as Ryly approached the Hat with slow, measure, catlike steps.
You have great potential. Oh yes, very brave and loyal. You could possibly be a Gryffindor. Yet, you thrive for power, Slytherin is a very good possibility.
Do you usually take this long?
Impatience as well! If you prefer speed in the deciding of your life..
Yeah, right. I'm only staying here for a year!
Humph. These are difficult matters, my dear. Your father went to Hogwarts, I see.
I know that! He was Slytherin, yada, yada, yada get on with it!
Fine. Better be.. Gryffindor! Yelled the Hat.
The other three Houses groaned in disappointment, as Ryly took off the Hat and walked over to the Gryffindor Table.
"Who is that?" asked Harry to Ron and Hermione. "She looks too old to be a first year."
"Maybe she's new." Guessed Hermione.
"Hi." Said Ryly momentarily stopping the conversation as she sat down.
"Ryly! Congratulations on getting into Gryffindor!" greeted Fred.
"Hi. I'm Hermione, this is Harry and Ron." Introduced Hermione.
"Pleased to meet you. You'll have to forgive me for my lack of conversation at the moment, as I'm starved. Where's the food?"
"It'll come after Dumbledore makes his welcoming Speech," explained Wood.
"Ah, here it comes now." Said Harry.
Dumbledore stood up, instant silence spread through the Hall. "Welcome first years. As custom, we must go over the rules. I remind you that the Forbidden Forest is of course, forbidden. First years may not play Quidditch. And we have a new list of items that Mr. Filch has requested not to see, it may be viewed on the door of his office.
We have a new student. Her name is Ryly Wulfe, stand up Ryly."
"God." muttered Ryly as she paled, but stood up anyway.
"Ryly is coming to us in her 7th year from Blood Moon's House of Magic. Where she was a Chaser and Quidditch Captain on the Varsity Team, giving her team 6 undefeatable years. She majored in Defense Against Dark Arts and Charms. I hope you all make her feel welcome. Carpe Diem." Said Dumbledore and he sat down.
"Oh, man. I can not believe he did that." Groaned Ryly as she, too, sat down extremely pale.
"I had no idea you were that good at Quidditch!" yelped Wood.
"Well now you do," Ryly responded as she spooned some mashed potatoes onto her plate.
A/N I know, I know. It was a pointless, boring chapter. But I promise that it will get better! Give me a chance and stay with me folks! After all, you got to slog through the boring, to get to the good stuff! Thanks for all that reviewed.
Ryly couldn't resist the small gasp that left her lips as she gazed upon the Castle for the first time. "I didn't expect it to be so big.."
"Yeah, that's what everyone says," supplied George.
"If you think it looks big on the outside, wait till you see all of the secret passages." Smirked Fred as he watched her face go pale.
"Hey! Fred, George! I have new game plans that will win us the Quidditch Cup for sure this year!" called a very excited 7th year, none other than Oliver Wood. "So, are you ready to start practice tomorrow? We must train harder than ever after all.." He trailed off as his gaze finally fell onto Ryly. "Who are you?"
Grinning, Fred responded, "This is Ryly. She's an exchange student from Ireland. Full Moon's House of Magic."
"Blood Moon's." corrected George.
"Right, that's what I said."
"No you said Full Moon's."
"I most certainly did not!"
"Knock it off, guys." Interrupted Oliver before the fight could turn into an all out war.
Ryly giggled and said, "So you must be Oliver."
"How'd you know that?" asked Wood suspiciously.
"Fred and George told me. So you're a Quidditch Captain?" she asked.
"Yes. Since 3rd year."
"Excellent! I've been waiting for a Captain to share plays with! You ever hear of the Dopplebeater Defense?"
"Yeah, I've been trying for ages to get these two," he said gesturing to Fred and George "To try it."
"I had to get my beaters to practice that move for a while.." Ryly and Wood talked about Quidditch the entire ride.
"We've lost her to the jaws of Doom," sighed George.
"Either that or she was already there," muttered Fred as Ryly started to describe, in detail, the major points of the Nimbus 2001.
They climbed off the carriage and entered the Castle.
"Wow." Breathed Ryly, breaking off from her long stream of Quidditch talk to stare in awe at the sheer enormity of the Hogwarts Entrance Hall.
"Come with me, Miss Wulfe." Said a very stern woman, who was wearing her graying hair in a tight bun.
As she walked off, she turned and mouthed the words 'See ya' to Fred, George, and Oliver.
"She's really great! Did you know that she's been to 3 Quidditch World Cup Games, has a Nimbus 2001, AND is Captain of her Quidditch team in Ireland?" exclaimed Wood.
"What do you know? You meet a gorgeous woman, and she's a Quidditch Fanatic, like Wood. Oh the unfairness of it!" growled George.
The Sorting Hat was placed on its usually stool and placed Green, Seth into Hufflepuff.
"I think I like her." Exclaimed Wood.
"Yeah you and the rest of the male populace," snickered Fred as Ryly approached the Hat with slow, measure, catlike steps.
You have great potential. Oh yes, very brave and loyal. You could possibly be a Gryffindor. Yet, you thrive for power, Slytherin is a very good possibility.
Do you usually take this long?
Impatience as well! If you prefer speed in the deciding of your life..
Yeah, right. I'm only staying here for a year!
Humph. These are difficult matters, my dear. Your father went to Hogwarts, I see.
I know that! He was Slytherin, yada, yada, yada get on with it!
Fine. Better be.. Gryffindor! Yelled the Hat.
The other three Houses groaned in disappointment, as Ryly took off the Hat and walked over to the Gryffindor Table.
"Who is that?" asked Harry to Ron and Hermione. "She looks too old to be a first year."
"Maybe she's new." Guessed Hermione.
"Hi." Said Ryly momentarily stopping the conversation as she sat down.
"Ryly! Congratulations on getting into Gryffindor!" greeted Fred.
"Hi. I'm Hermione, this is Harry and Ron." Introduced Hermione.
"Pleased to meet you. You'll have to forgive me for my lack of conversation at the moment, as I'm starved. Where's the food?"
"It'll come after Dumbledore makes his welcoming Speech," explained Wood.
"Ah, here it comes now." Said Harry.
Dumbledore stood up, instant silence spread through the Hall. "Welcome first years. As custom, we must go over the rules. I remind you that the Forbidden Forest is of course, forbidden. First years may not play Quidditch. And we have a new list of items that Mr. Filch has requested not to see, it may be viewed on the door of his office.
We have a new student. Her name is Ryly Wulfe, stand up Ryly."
"God." muttered Ryly as she paled, but stood up anyway.
"Ryly is coming to us in her 7th year from Blood Moon's House of Magic. Where she was a Chaser and Quidditch Captain on the Varsity Team, giving her team 6 undefeatable years. She majored in Defense Against Dark Arts and Charms. I hope you all make her feel welcome. Carpe Diem." Said Dumbledore and he sat down.
"Oh, man. I can not believe he did that." Groaned Ryly as she, too, sat down extremely pale.
"I had no idea you were that good at Quidditch!" yelped Wood.
"Well now you do," Ryly responded as she spooned some mashed potatoes onto her plate.
A/N I know, I know. It was a pointless, boring chapter. But I promise that it will get better! Give me a chance and stay with me folks! After all, you got to slog through the boring, to get to the good stuff! Thanks for all that reviewed.