OMG! I know it has been soooooooo long since I've last updated. But I have plenty of excuses! First I had my finals and then summer school. Next I had a tennis tournament and lots of parties to go to. I also got hooked on a bunch of new stuff. Such as Rurouni Kenshin, Lupin III, and Fushigi Yuugi. (More anime!) I read the 5th book and I have to say I was very upset that Sirius died. I was really pissed, so I'm just gonna keep my story going! I don't give a damn! He was my favorite adult character and I intend to keep him alive. On the other hand, I'm glad Cho is out of the picture and I think Harry would make a sucky boyfriend considering he knows nothing about girls! Anyway, I'm adding at least two chapters this time! Yay! But I'm going to camp Sun. through Thurs., but I'll try and write some chapters while I'm there. Thanks to all of you who reviewed and told me to get my ass in gear and write more! I appreciate it so much! I think it also took the cable service going out for me to write more. (I was offline for AWHILE! And it really sucked.) Anyway, keep reading and reviewing!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. It belongs to J.K. Rowling (the bitch). However, I do lay claim to the plot of this story, Sean, the voices, and any other characters I decide to create in my sick twisted little mind.

This chapter is dedicated to my Aunt Rachel and Uncle Melvin who passed away on June 27th, 2003 and July 8th, 2003 respectively.

Harry peeked an eye open. From the outside of his bed he could hear the other boys in the dormitory prepare for the day, as well as, the thump of Ron rolling out of bed. With a groan Harry set his feet on the floor and walked over to his trunk to pull out a set of robes and his wand for the day. Seamus, Dean, and Neville were already dressed and headed out of the room with a cheery wave. Sean was in the process of putting his shoes on and Ron… Well Ron had fallen asleep as a lump on the floor next to his bed. After a few good kicks and some yelling Ron had gotten himself up and gotten ready to go. "So Sean, where are you from?" asked Ron as they headed down the dormitory steps.

"Los Angeles, California. Well, actually I'm from a place NEAR Los Angeles called Hermosa Beach. Great beach volleyball!" replied Sean.

"Is America really that crazy?" inquired Harry.

"Nah, not at all. The most we do is set the neighbors cat on fire and such…" said Sean mischievously. Harry and Ron looked at him incredulously. "Hey! It was only the one time!" Sean said at their startled looks.

"One time what?" asked Parvati. The boys had reached the common room, and by the looks of it Parvati and Lavender had just been waiting for Sean to come down and pounce on him. "Nothing. No biggie. Morning ladies. Sleep well?" asked Sean. They blushed. "Just fine," said Lavender.

"Come on! Let's go to breakfast!" whined Ron.

"Wait! What about Hermione?" asked Harry.

"She already went down," said Parvati. "So Sean, what do you like to do?"

The rest of the trip down to breakfast was full of questions from Parvati and Lavender asking Sean about anything and everything. From his favorite store to his hobbies, and Harry had to admit, it was quite funny to watch Sean whip his head back and forth between the two and try to answer their questions. As they entered the Great Hall, dozens of faces (mostly the girls) turned to look at the new exchange student. Several had dreamy looks on their faces while others…. We'll just leave it at that. The boys, however, just rolled their eyes and pretended not to notice. As they four reached the Gryffindor table, Sean sauntered up to Hermione who was just sitting down at the table. "Morning," he greeted.

"Morning," she replied.

"Damn! Nice set up!" exclaimed Sean looking at the food. "But what the hell is this?" he asked holding up a platter of egg sandwiches.

"They're like Egg McMuffins," explained Hermione.

"Ah, I see, " said Sean and started to help himself.

"Morning Harry, Ron, Lavender, Parvati," greeted Hermione.

"Morning," replied Ron and started to help himself as well. With that, Harry (Lavender and Parvati had gone off to the other end of the table) sat down and began to help himself as well. A flurry overhead gave notice to the morning's owl post. A barn owl swooped overhead and dropped a large package in front of Hermione, causing her eggs to splatter all over herself and Ron who was sitting across from her. "Bollocks," muttered Ron wiping egg off his robes. Hermione reached for the package and eagerly tore the wrapping off. Inside was a book bound in a black cover with silver writing on the front. The title was A Complete Guide to the Montrose Magpies. "The Magpies? What are you doing with that Hermione," inquired Harry.

"Proof reading," was the reply as she buried herself in the book. As the skimmed the pages, she suddenly burst out laughing. "Nice picture!" she exclaimed.

"Let me see,' said Sean leaning over. "Ha! Look at Anderson!" he laughed. Harry and Ron looked over the table and saw a middle-aged man in black Quidditch robes. A silver bird was emblazoned on the front of his robes and in his hand he carried a Firebolt. The man grinned and waved at them then started to do a little jig. A minute later he ended up lying on the ground due to tripping over his own feet. "Poor Anderson!" exclaimed Hermione. Harry looked to the page beside the picture. There was listed:

Name: Peter Anderson

Position: Keeper

Age: 32

Height: 5'11"

Weight: 203 lbs.

Drafted: 1992 into the Wilbourne Wasps, but was traded to the Montrose Magpies in

1994

Goals Saved in 2003: 46

Goals Saved Total: 547

More statistics, as well as, a personal biography was listed below. "Okay, turn the page," said Sean and flipped it. Ron's jaw dropped and Harry gasped. There on the next page was a grinning picture of Sean in the Montrose Quidditch Robes. The picture Sean waved cheerfully and then promptly started to air guitar. "What can I day? Simple Plan was playing!" said Sean.

"Right… Whatever you say," said Hermione shaking her head.

"Sean! I had no idea you played for the Magpies!" exclaimed Ron.

"I just started this year actually," said Sean looking at his stats.

Name: Sean O'Brian

Position: Chaser

Age: 15

Height: 5'9"

Weight: 182 lbs.

Drafted: 2003 into the Montrose Magpies

Goals Scored Total (in training): 91

His stats continued on down the page. "Okay! Next page!" grinned Sean at Hermione. Hermione just gave him a look and he turned the page. If the page before had been shocking, this page was just plain crazy. Instead of meeting another unknown Quidditch face, a smiling Hermione stood on a Quidditch Pitch, She gave a wave, and when Sean walked into her picture still air guitaring, she started to chase him around with her own Firebolt raised above her head. Hermione and Sean immediately burst out laughing at the sight, while Ron and Harry continued to gape at the page. "Is it just me? Or are things getting really weird this year," whispered Ron to Harry. Harry just nodded his head and looked at the stats page.

Name: Hermione Granger

Position: Chaser

Age: 15

Height: 5'4"

Weight: She's not telling!

Drafted: 2003 into the Montrose Magpies

Goals Scored Total (in training): 82

However, before Harry could start reading the stats, Hermione slammed the book shut and stuffed it in her bag. "We'll look more at it later. Right now we need to get to class!" she said.

"Damn, and we have Double Potions with the Slytherins to start off the year," groaned Ron looking at his schedule.

"I'm guessing that's a bad thing," said Sean slowly.

"You can say that again," muttered Ron.

"It's not that bad!" interjected Hermione. The three boys just looked at her. "Okay, so maybe it is," she said. Ron grinned. "See? Even you admit it!"

"Whatever! Let's just go!" exclaimed Hermione. With that, she started to walk out the Great Hall. Sean just rolled his eyes and took off after her along with Harry and Ron.

Well! On to the next chapter! Please keep reading and reviewing! The more reviews I get, the bigger kick in the ass I get to keep writing! Until next time!

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