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                                                Lives Untold

                                                Chapter 5

          "Quidditch try-outs are tomorrow."

          Startled, Hermione looked up from her book to see Ron staring at her.

          "Umm. That's nice," she said kind of confused as she turned her nose back to reading.

          "I was thinking, maybe, you know, I should, try-out? For Keeper?" Ron asked in a very nervous manner, which was quite unlike him.

          "Go for it," she said without looking up.

          "Forget it," Ron said huffily.

          Hermione sighed and closed Hogwarts, A History (what else would she be reading?) and turned to her best friend.

          "Ron, you are an excellent Quidditch player. Granted, I don't particularly care for that…unusual game, but I know that you love it. And you really are good at it. And I do think that you should try-out. They would have to be blind and stupid not to take you."

          Ron's face was slowly turning pink near the middle of her speech and as it ended, he was bright red. "Aww, Hermione. Thanks. I think I will try-out."

          "Good," she said with a little smile, glad that she could have been some help.

          "Yeah. I'll show them what Ron Weasley can do on a broom."

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            "I don't think I can do this."

          "Ron, relax," Harry said patiently. "You'll do fine. You have played Quidditch hundreds of times"

          "Yeah, but this is the only time that counts. This decides my future. If I mess up then my life is over."

          Harry chuckled. "Don't you think you're being a little melodramatic? We aren't doing acting until third quarter in Art & Entertainment."

          "Don't remind me. And don't distract me from worrying about try-outs."

          Harry and Ron were sitting on the bleachers, waiting for Ron's turn. Hermione was up a few rows with the other spectators but since Harry was on the team, he could help keep Ron from hyperventilating.

          "But, Harry, people are watching."

          "Ron. There will be about a thousand more people watching during an actual game. This is nothing," Harry said, sweeping his hand at the bleachers, which were covered with maybe 20 people spread out all over.

          "Yeah, but, certain people are watching now," Ron said with his eyes flickering upward.

          Harry looked confused for about 3 seconds before giving Ron a knowing smile. "Oh. People. Certain people, like, say, Hermione?"

          Ron flushed and sputtered angrily, "Hermione? Hermione? What do I care if she's watching?"

          Harry shook his head. "Sorry, Ron. For a second there I thought you were going to actually admit to liking her. But don't worry. Just forget about everyone and you'll be great."

          Ron was still red from Harry's earlier comment and was about to respond when Madam Hooch shouted, "Ron Weasley!"

          The color in Ron's face completely drained and left him white. He heard Hermione's voice from above clapping and calling his name. He looked up and smiled weakly at her and took a breath and stood up.

          Harry clapped him on the shoulder. "Don't worry. You've done this a hundred times before."

          Ron nodded and passed Fred and George who were over exaggerating their cheering by bowing at him shouting, "The Quidditch King! Lord of the Brooms! Ron the Buldger Slayer!"

          Ron rolled his eyes at their antics but he did have to admit that they calmed his nerves a bit. He took a deep breath and mounted his broom.

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Hermione clapped for Ron and watched as he got on his broom. She could tell from where she was sitting that he was extremely nervous. She silently prayed that he didn't do anything stupid like fall off his broom. She wasn't sure what that would do to his self- confidence.

          But Hermione need not to have worried. Once Madam Hooch blew her whistle, Ron's nervousness completely evaporated and he flew like he was born to. All those years of practicing in his yard really paid off as he was the first person to try out for Keeper that blocked every shot.

          When Ron flew down, Hermione ran over to him and gave him a big hug.

          "You did wonderfully, Ron!"

          "Thanks Hermione," he said while his face turned slightly pink.

          "Ok, thank you to everyone who tried-out," Alicia, the newly elected team captain shouted, "We will post up the new members tomorrow morning in the Gryffindor common room. Once again, you all did fantastic and it is going to be a very tough decision."

          Everyone on the field and on the bleachers gradually made their way inside with excitement and wonder written all over their faces. Soon all that was left was Hermione, Ron, and Harry.

          "Well, I'm glad that's over with. Good thing I didn't get too nervous. I told you I'd keep my cool," Ron said seriously.

          "Uh-huh," Harry said although if one listened close enough it might of sounded like "yeah right."

          "Good thing," Hermione said while rolling her eyes.

          "Well, either way," Harry began, "you did do really well. I bet you'll make it."

          "I hope so," Ron said solemly. "I need something from distracting me from singing. I really hate that class."

          "Me too," Hermione agreed. "We do karaoke tomorrow, don't we?"

          "Yep. I can hardly wait," Harry said sarcastically. "We better head up, it's getting dark."

          "You're right."

          And with that, the trio made their way upstairs to get some well needed sleep

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          "Harry! Harry! Psst! Harry! Wake up!"

          Harry was rudely awakened by an annoying voice calling him.

          "Whaaa?"

          "Harry! Come on"

          Harry cracked an eyelid open and blurrily the offending person came into view.

          "Ron! What are you doing! It's so early."

          Ron looked sheepish. "Well, I wanted to be the first one to look at the new member list for the team."

          "Team?"

          "Yes. The Gryffindor team of which you already belong to. Come on, let's go have a look at the list."

          "Ugh. Don't want to."

          "Please, Harry! I can't wait another second," Ron begged Harry

          "Fine, fine, fine. Let me change and then we'll go," Harry said sleepily.

          "No need to change! You look great! Let's go," Ron said and proceeded to drag Harry downstairs.

          As it was only 5:00 am there was no one downstairs including Alicia, which meant no list.

          "Oh darn. It's not here. Let's go back to sleep," Harry said with a yawn.

          "No! Harry, can't you wait! Just 10 minutes! It's bound to be here any minute now.

          Harry sighed. "Fine. 10 minutes."

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          3 hours later

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          "Ron," Harry said annoyance heard clearly in his tone.

          "I know, I know! But just 5 more minutes," Ron said frantically.

          "You have been saying that for the last 3 hours!"

          "But this time I mean it!"

          "So all those other times you said 'I mean it' you were lying?" Harry said with a raised eyebrow.

          "No! No I-" Thankfully, for Ron's sake, they were interrupted by feet coming down the stairs.

          Ron jumped up and looked with wide-eyes in anticipation at the person coming downstairs.

          "Hermione! What are you doing here? I thought you were Alicia!" Ron said as he left out the breath he was holding.

          Sure enough, it was Hermione making her way to the boys.

          "What? I can't be curious to whether or not you made the team?" she said as she pushed her hair off her shoulders. "How long have you been here since anyways? By the way, nice pajamas, Harry."

          Harry looked down and blushed. "Well, if I wasn't woken up at 4 am by psychopath, I would have been able to change and be well rested."

          "Well, I'm sorry for wanting-" Once again Ron was interrupted but this time it really was Alicia and she had snuck up and posted the list on the wall behind them.

          Ron gulped and went over to the list. When he saw it his face fell and he turned to his 2 best friends with wide-eyes.

          "Oh, Ron! It's ok! You can try-out again next year!" Hermione said helpfully.

          "Why would I want to do that?" Ron asked confused.

          "Well, you don't have to but I thought you would want to." Hermione babbled.

          "When I made it this year!" Ron said excitedly as he jumped up and down. "I got you! I made it! I made the team!"

          Harry and Hermione rolled their eyes and laughed along with Ron as they all did a little dance to celebrate.

          "Congratulations, Ron," Alicia said with a smile. "You earned it."

          "Thanks!" Ron said with a big grin.

          "Let me go put on my robes and then we can go down to breakfast." Harry suggested.

          When all three were ready they went to the Great Hall and ate breakfast before getting ready to go to Arts and Entertainment and face the music. Literally.

There will be much more to come! I have a feeling this is going to be a very long fic. Please review!! Thanks!